Control
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'You know how this will end, you know the evil ways of the world and all its sorrow. This is just another chapter in your demise…'
It's their secret, their intimacy kept only between them. Her hot breath tingles on his neck and he moans, she slides down the office wall silently, pulling him down with her. Deeper and deeper into her lust and power, she has complete control over him now. Isn't that what she's always wanted?
'You and her aren't meant for each other. This is only going end in heartbreak, then that cold emptiness you know too well will follow…'
It's too hard. He doesn't try to stop her as she wraps her arms around him, whispering and calling in his ear like his own thoughts, willing him to succumb to her, with her bright hungry eyes. He succumbs, and sinks down with her, hands fumbling over her buttons and eventually her taut nipple. Listening to her sighs like wind through trees
'How long will it take for her to turn away from you?'
It's quick glances across the clinic, one-second glimpses at each others eyes. Her lusting brown eyes, filled with quick desire and determination he's come to love. He can't help but wonder what she sees in his, if she truly does love him…
'Don't kid yourself, we both know she doesn't. She sees a pair of blue eyes, and a broken spirit capering behind them. Broken and shattered by the weight of the world, it won't take long now before you begin to repulse her…'
It's the warm, wetness of her tongue strolling against the rough nap of his ungroomed cheek and then it's her plum lips pulling slightly on his left earlobe, sending goose flesh down his body like wildfire in a windstorm. It fills him up, shuddering and breaking, like the skin of water in an overfilled glass. He drums into her solidly, a wild arrhythmia of desire and needing, more than tangible, more than real, more than this.
'You're too old for her, she'll realize this soon enough. Then all the suicidal thoughts will come back, and the cravings for amber brandy and long nights with absinthe by your side'
Like other lovers share secrets and fantasies, between them they keep their weaknesses. She admonishes him later, mostly for show. She could have evaded it easily, she says. But she knows why he does it. She cannot help but see the whiteness of his knuckles and the trembling of his fingers at the end of the day. She knows how to read his signs and cannot truly fault him.
'You need her, and soon she'll turn away. Like all the other girls, everything else…'
It's driving him crazy. She quakes and releases. Panting, he pauses to meet her eyes, and clings to them like gravity. He hesitates, and she sees it. He wants to ask her -
'Do you love me?'
But he doesn't. He kisses her curious glance away and they lie together in mute repose until they know each other's heartbeats.
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:My first attempt at a romance fiction. So yeah, take that into consideration ehe.