the CONnection

::no real purpose for this post except for the memory::
 
…I sit…
…I wonder…
…I dream…
…I live…
…I breathe…
…I smile…
 
The CONnection
 
The sweet smell of the Yankee Candle…
The street lights shining…
The raining hitting against the roof of the car….
The sounds of music lingering in the background…
The sweet familiar smells….
The hearts beating – with one touch our breath deepens and our hearts race…
No, don’t do that…friends don’t do that he says…
Friends? She wonders
The desire and the magnetic connection to one another never felt like a friend….
The coquettish ways he plays with her…feeling for a split moment that’s exactly where he wants to be
The coquettish ways she finds a way to touch him…feeling for a split moment that’s exactly where she wants to be
Time passes….songs plays….words lessen…and thoughts soar….
He leans into her…
She closes her eyes – takes a deep breath and remembers all the memories they shared together…
The comforting of his scent…the gentleness of his arms….the pressure he places upon her while he’s holding her….the safeness she felt in his presence…and everything comes back…
She wants him….
“Should I go?” She Says
“Wait til the rain stops…” He says
He lays on her – she holds him
No words are spoken
No words are needed….
For those moments in time they connect again – realizing how much they truly missed each other
He backs away….she lays on him
His hand caressing her back….as if to say: I want to protect you and hold you:
She feels him contemplating….
She feels him thinking….
His hands wander over her body….feeling her soft skin against his hands…running by every curve…taking in every smell….
He stops…his mind wanders again…he looks at her….
She runs her hands down him chest, past his stomach…grazes his penis…only to remember the first time he entered her…
----That cold day in December – a day she lives over and over again – pure bliss  - complete pleasure…the clothes came off the intense breathing and anticipation and he came closer to her…the first moment he slowly entered her – the world seemed to stop and all they knew was them…----
She kisses his neck – he kisses her back….
She slides off his belt…slides her hand down his boxers to find an old companion – a companion she knows and remembers so well – a companion she’s missed…
As the rain continues to hit up again the car – you see her polished hands sliding up and down….
Her soft hands rubbing against his soft skin….she hears his heart speed up…she feels her heart speed up…
She swallows deeply…
Holds her breath – just to listen to his body…
They undress themselves…She lays back…
He kisses her….
Comes up against her….her moisture welcomes him….
Enticing him to come closer and deeper….
He slides his arms around her – kissing her…
He feels her breast up against his skin…looks at her…and enters her slowly…
She accepts him…slowly and deeply her body wraps around his….
And just like that Cold Day in December – pure bliss – complete pleasure – intense breathing – hearts racing…
“You feel so good, I forgot how good you felt” he says
“You feel amazing…” She replies
She gets wetter and wetter with every stroke….
He slides in and out of her…kissing her…holding her closer…slow than fast…. than slow than fast again….she wants him close…
She moans his name….
He moans hers….
“I’ve missed you” He moans in her ear – sending chills across her body
“I’ve missed you too” She moans
“I want you to cum for me – I want you to give it to me” He tells her as he reads her body language realizing how good she feels….
Time passes….pleasure increases….
And before she realizes she’s at the point of climax…he knows just what to do…just how to do…just when to do it…
She digs her nails into his back…moaning…”don’t stop”
Bodies clench – Muscles begin to tighten….she feels him pulsating in her…he feels her walls tighten around his penis…
And………………………………………..
:::::::::::breathing deepens, hearts races, they come closer to each others, look at one another:::::::::::
………………………………………………………………………………………They RELEASE!!!!
…wishing the moment wouldn’t end, she gets dressed…kisses him…and says good night…
He watches her walk in the house and races home…..
 
Both left with racing minds…..knowing the situation but not really sure as to what to do….
 
She falls asleep to dream of the next time their bodies will meet again….
 
Until than…she remains his companion…his eternal companion…knowing and dreaming that one day the connection they both feel will be a reality…
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does.  Love  is a battle, love is a war, love is a growing up” ~ James Arthur Baldwin