I am walking out the door with the vision of you and another woman in my head. I thought you said that you loved me. I guess I was wrong.
Please stay I hear you say and then demand.
I keep walking since that is all you have left me... is my ability to leave. Getting in my car I almost run you over as you stand in front of the car bare footed only wearing your jeans which you haven't even bothered to close. I just swing the car around and put my foot on the gas sending the car speeding down the driveway. I can't get away from you,her and me fast enough. I glanced back once and saw you standing in the middle of the drive way watching me go. Then I feel it deep down inside that you are begging my soul to return, but there is no returning not this time you have left me no reason to stay ... so I go ...
Four Years later and a thousand miles away...
I turned to see who had called my name. At first I smiled thinking it's my boyfriend as the voice was familiar, then the world came to a stop. It was you. Standing there trying to remember and forget all at the same time I smiled at you in greeting.
I close my eyes praying that when I open them you will not be there. For there has not been a day that I haven't thought about you ...about us and wished, that things could have been different.
I open them to look up into your deep green eyes and feel the tears starting in my own.
Lottie... please ...stay.
I blink back the tears and notice that life and time had been good to you. Gone was the boyish good look to be replaced by a mature strong handsome man. Who looked to have seen the best and the worse of life by the thin lines on your face that gave you character. Then I wondered how I looked in your eyes and if you would think that life and time had been kind to me as well?
"God Lottie you are beautiful ... and I have missed you so ... stay," you whisper to me as the world around us disappears leaving us to ourselves.
It is then that I realize that I had never left.
We walked hand in hand to your hotel and I listen this time as you explain to me what I had walked in on 4 years ago. I look at you in surprise and sadness, but what was done the four years had come and gone.
"Don't Lottie... it was what it was and it gave me time to grow up, to learn what I want out of life and love."
We were now standing in the middle of your hotel room and the memories come back hard and fast of what we had together and how good it was.
"Stay Lottie, please stay and let me show you how much I missed you ... how much I missed us,"
I moan into the kiss that you placed upon my trembling lips that were too afraid to allow speech. Then I melt into you and your arms are there to support me and surrounding me with the memories of us.
You kiss my eyes, my forward cheeks and even my nose before you returned to my lips that were now hot with anticipation. My control was all but gone, but I knew that I needed to get some of my own back.
Stepping out of your arms, I stood with my back up against the wall my body trembling with want and a need so strong for you that I thought I would come out of my skin. I felt hot and needed to be free of my clothes to feel the air on my skin. Foolishly thinking that it would cool me off, but then I had forgotten about you.
You watched as I took off my clothes seeking a coolness that would only come with more heat. Finally down to my green lace panties and matching bra still wearing my heels I stood before you breathing as if I had been running a race. Then you step toward me and my body became inflamed. I closed my eyes against the approaching vision of you as I felt my body give in. My legs barely holding me up, my panties were soaked, and my nipples ... hell my whole body ached for your touch.
Lottie, let me show ...
You take my head between your hands looking into my eyes as you kiss me.
Let me show how much....
Then the last part of what you were going to say was lost as that kiss melted away the last of my boundaries. The memories now came flooding back in hot flashes of sensuality and immense pleasure.
Your lips were like a warm soothing wind over my hot flesh, as your hands slipped the bra from my body, followed by the drenched lace panties. Leaving me totally naked with my pussy all hot, tight and dripping juice down my thighs and legs to disappear in to my shoes. I kicked them off and stood swaying slightly on the carpet, my body waiting in rising anticipation of your touch. It had been four long years and no matter how I had tried I couldn't let go of you.
I guess you could see my resolve melt away in my eyes as you stood there looking at me. Letting me see how beautiful I was in yours.
Marcus... I said in a voice that had not said that name in four years. Speaking it now held all the pain and the whisper of pleasure.
You kneel on to the carpet in front of me and lean your head onto space between my chest and upper stomach and rest there.
I moan because you can how hear my heart beating and feel my internal heat rising. Then I arch my back as your hands caress my lower back, hips, and thighs and rub your face against me. It is as if you were marking me with your scent. The scent of sex and the day seem to fill the room as I lean forward on to your shoulder you pick me up in one smooth move. Your hands caress me as you carry me to the shower.
You put me down and I stand there as you adjust the water temp and pressure. After getting the water to the way you like it, you step back and lean against the wall across from me near the sink. I feel your eyes on me, taking in the changes of my body that you can see and maybe wondering about those that you can't.
I turned to look at you and decide that I shouldn't be the only one standing naked before scrutinizing eyes.
"Strip," I said in a demand voice with a soft smile playing along my lips.
You looked a bit taken back, but you started to comply with my demand. Kicking off your shoes as you removed your shirt, then you pants. I checked to see if you were going to commando but I saw blue silk boxers in the folds of the pants and you let them drop to the floor. I inhaled deeply as I took in the vision before me; it was my turn to be wowed. At 6 ft. tall, living a very physical life your body was all muscle and planes. Beautiful put together but on the surface where the scars of that life, War, fire and heart break...
"I am tired of trying to not care, I said as I looked into your eyes. It has been four years and a more than a thousand miles and I can't...."
"Let go ...you can't let go..."
"No I can't..." I said as warm tears run down my face and the tightness in my chest began to loosen.
"Well my love, neither can I ..."
We both cross the physical space between and melted into each other arms raining kisses were ever lips could touch skin... we stay
Music for this story ...
Thomas Newman: I forgive you
George Howard: I Want You for Myself
Brian Simpson and Peter White: Never without you