Thursday, June 5, 2008
One Small Moment
The tip of my tongue touched her neck and delicately trailed up towards the hidden place behind her ear. It had a slightly salty, tangy taste that only served to make me want to drink her in more deeply. She tilted her head millimeters, barely moving yet opening wide a landscape of understanding between us. This was acceptable, this was what she wanted. I closed my eyes, exhaling my hot breath onto her skin. My amygdala took control.