making love out of nothing at all
It was dawn. The dim grey light of the early morning filtered in through the sides of the window blinds. I was lying on my stomach in a slight daze, having been woken up just minutes before.
He moved up behind me and straddled my legs. He lowered himself onto his arms and adjusted his body to mould into mine. He penetrated. I gripped his hand reflexively. Then all was still…
Once I was comfortable with him being inside me, he started thrusting. Slowly at first, and then progressively increasing the pace until all was a blur. I opened and closed my eyes repeatedly. I arched my back involuntarily. My body seized and relaxed at its own accord. All I could feel was this hard pounding, grinding, as my hips thrusted back to meet his rhythm - over and over and over and over…
My breathing became shallow. My heart raced. A certain indescribable pleasure washed over me. I gripped his hands ever more tightly. My muscles tensed and a layer of sweat started to build between our bodies. I turned my head and searched for his. He lowered his mouth onto mine and we embraced in a deep consuming kiss from which we didn’t emerged until it was over.
He collapsed on me. For a minute, we were both panting. As we recovered our breathe, the early morning descended and enveloped us again. A soft light and total silence surrounded us. I felt his heart beating on my back. The warmth of this body pierced through my skin and nibbed the slight chill in the room. He was still inside me. I wanted us to stay this way forever…
Posted on May 24th, 2005 by jl
Filed under: love
Jikon, I’m confused (I’m also tired and stressed which may be why I’m confused)… given the previous post, is this an update or a reflection? Some clarification or context would be appreciated. Ta.
i’ve rarely ever been straight forward or clear in my blog-posts, particularly when it concerns intimate details of my life or my emotions. you need to immerse yourself in the writing. sometimes you need to read between the lines. sometimes you have to decipher the symbolisms. other times you need to piece the puzzles together to see the whole.
but for your sake, i’ll point out the anchor to this post - it’s in the final line. so, it is a “reflection” of some sort. i had meant to write this before the previous one, except that the sequence of events got the better of me.
Sorry to spoil the post by being so straightforward… I suppose I was wanting to be optimistic that events had taken a turn for the better, in reality I was simply being stupid! Thanks for providing the clarification I wanted - as well as the one I didn’t want
Aiyoh, that was freaking hot stuff! -pants-
Sorry to hear that you’ve been having such a shitty time with this particular bloke. Have you still heard nothing from him? Have you called him yet?
jay - i think you’re just missing your boyfriend!
It’s 96 hours and counting… still no word from him except for that text received 48 hours ago now.
i’ve sent him three texts so far - i’m not calling him.
[...] The third is the guy I met in May this year. The one with the great technique and the good looks. The one who made love to (fucked?) me in a way that I think (fear?) no one else can ever better… This is one to remember for life. [...]