I didnt think you would come, and yet there you were just outside my door. The rain fell softly ,muting sounds, creating a hazy shield of privacy we took every advantage of. The world was awash in verdant greens and browns- the spice of earth and newness in the air. But it was your storm colored eyes that held me in thrall, and it was the scent of your skin that would linger on me, long after you'd gone.
I stood there with you in the autumn wetness, the comfort of your arms surrounded me, your forehead against mine. Whispers of love and apology dripped into my ears. With clothes plastered to our skin, rain and tears mingling on our faces, we held each other like time would never end.
Hesitantly, almost teasing, your lips found mine. First, just the barest touch. I felt your body relax into mine; then your slow sigh. My hand slid to the nape of your neck, fingers threaded through damp hair. A moment's pause, a roll of distant thunder, and then the slightest tickle of your mustache as your lips pressed into mine. Just sweet, warm pressure and your hands on the small of my back. Neither of us moving, the rain still misting around us.
My hands drifted down your back, tried to tug your sodden shirt out of your jeans. I needed to feel your skin under my fingers, but I couldnt pull it free. I moaned in frustration, and you stepped back from me, removing it altogether. Your eyes, the color of the skies around us, caught mine and my heart tripped. You pulled me back into your arms, and when I would resist, you whispered my name, that name , and I melted against you.
You cupped the back of my neck, captured my lips with yours, and the fire we'd been playing with surged into an inferno. My fingers dug into your bare shoulders and the gentle nips of your teeth on my bottom lip threatened to undo my tenuous hold on sanity. Tongue tangled with tongue, your hands gripping my hips, the hard length of you rubbing in all the right places. Gentle nibbles lead to hard caresses. Your teeth on my neck... my shoulder... my ear... and back to the lips that were begging for yours, moaning your name.
Your hands roamed the wet contours of my body. The rain left my tank top nearly see through, and my hard nipples were on display. As your thumbs brushed against one, as your teeth teased the other, my moans as load as the occasional rumble of thunder. I didn't care where we were, I just wanted you, I wanted that kiss, and I wanted to never let you go.
A sharp burst of thunder, and the flames that were starting to spiral out of control cooled in the sudden downpour. You pulled me into the shelter of an overhang, and I rested my head on your shoulder. We held each other, and listened while the storm raged around us. The clock inside chimed, reminding us both that time had slipped away, and you needed to go. Another apology, and a promise to be back soon. I reached up to brush the damp hair from your face, and you kissed the inside of my wrist. You whispered your love against my lips as you kissed me goodbye, and I watched you get into the Jeep and drive away.
As I turned to go inside, I noticed the rain had finally stopped.
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