As I walked out the door this morning on the way to work, our song came on Pandora. It made me smile and did things to my body that had me considering calling in sick... again. I love the place between us where we meet in a dance between pleasure and pain. The thought of it had me smiling kept me smiling, but on the inside when the van pool showed up.
After the ritual of the good mornings, I settled in pushing the replay button in Pandora. The mellow sound of Chris Botti's horn pulled me close as accompanying thoughts of you pulled me closer I put it on to repeat. I almost moaned out loud as I closed my eyes and you came into view. All these years and I still can't get enough of you. I love how you look at me when you think I am not looking and touch yourself letting me know how I moved you. Damn baby, I almost lose my mind every time. Looking out the window next to me, ignoring the conversations around me as sights of the world flash by, you are the only thing on my mind. I almost moaned out loud as I closed my eyes and you came into view...
The warmth and scent of you against me had my hands wandering around your body. Touch stroking dipping into valleys that hide warm pleasure as surfaces smooth and soft as baby skin present their own. My mouth found followed my hands because that yumminess had to be tasted. Eyes locked and a wicked smile on my faces as I slid down your body to fill my mouth with you. Placing light kisses with the promise of more to come on every surface of you that I passed. I almost stopped when I passed the heated scent of you and wanted to place my mouth where my fingers had explored earlier but reluctantly moved on. Starting at your curve of your ankle, I breathed in the and held my breath letting the scent roll around on my tongue before placing kiss followed by the wet caress of my tongue. Your body tensed under my touch and you moaned your pleasure. That very act caused my body temperature to rise and things to tighten and release, it was pleasure and pain at its finest. I wanted more.
Alternating from one leg to the next I made my way up your body as your writhe in agony of pleasure and anticipation underneath my touch. By the time I reached your sex you were reacting like my touch was something the very thing that was keeping you alive. I loved that! Even more when you screamed my name, I closed my mouth around you and bathed you with my tongue as I felt it beat strongly against it. It was almost as if I had your beating heart in my mouth!
Sinking your fingers into my hair, you held on as I sucked and licked my way into your soul at least I tried to. Then you came spraying the sweet -salty essences of you into my mouth, and I felt the warmth of it as it flowed over my taste buds and down my throat. I almost came myself. Releasing you from my mouth continued my journey as droplets of your sweet -saltiness mixed with my saliva fell upon your skin from my lips.
Sliding along like a snake in heat, I moved you your body over planes and valleys of flesh. Stopping along the way, to suck at your nipples, turning them into pebbles of hard flesh that stood out from the aureoles like monoliths. I felt them against my skin when I place my lips on your mouth. Attentively you kissed me with your tongue and licked my lips as I held my mouth to you. You sucked and licked at my mouth until I tasted blood which was added to the mixture. Then with a moan that shook me from the tips of my toes to my soul, I open. You wrapped yourself around me imprisoning my mouth with yours.
The entrance was swift, driving deep, forcing firm flesh aside as we arched into each other crossing and closing the place between us. We became a pounding mass of hot flesh, driving each other over the edge of reason with no thoughts other than the pleasure of us. Feverish skin slick with sweats and we held on to each other speaking only in moan and curses as we begged the other for more and to never stop. We came hard between one breath and the next almost forgetting how to breathe. Only remembering as our bodies shook beyond our control feeding the flesh and mental connection between us.
I opened my eyes just as the van and music ended with a moan of pleasure still on my lips. Looking at no one, I got out of the van and started to walk toward my next moved of transportation the subway. It was then that I heard your voice inside my head, begging me to take the day off. Now I wish I had.
Our song started to play again, and I moved to stop it when I heard your voice again, this time it was not in my head. Turning with our song still playing in my ears, I smiled as you walking toward me. I stopped the music just as you reached me and placed a call into work. Then after leaving my message, I took the hand that you held out to me and went to rediscover that place between us.
Chris Botti: "The Place Between Us"