July 26, 2012

Sizzling Kiss Contest Entry

The most amazing thing woke me. I was dreaming I was a baby and my mother was offering me a pacifier. I felt the rubber tip against my mouth and my lips parted, and suddenly I realized there really was something touching my mouth. It was Arianne’s. I opened my eyes and she froze. She was studying me as if she wasn’t sure of my reaction. My eyes shot over to the couch where her mother had been.


“She went to bed,” she said, still looking uncertain.

“Oh.”

She settled back against the couch. “I’m sorry I startled you.”

“No—I, uh…it’s okay,” I stumbled.

“That was sneaky, finding my hand under the blanket. I was wondering when you were going to do it.”

“You were?”

She looked at me knowingly.

“You just looked so peaceful right now. So restful. I’m sorry I—”

“It’s really okay,” I said, putting my hand on her arm. “I thought your mother was over there.”

“I just wanted to know what they felt like.”

I smiled. “And?”

Her face reddened and she smiled as if she knew a secret. She looked down at my hand and covered it with her own.

“I like the way your skin feels.”

I could barely breathe, but somehow it didn’t matter. Somehow I was still sitting there, still as a stone, unable to move, with my heart still beating and air moving in and out of my lungs. She was looking at me with that gaze—that intense, penetrating stare that meant a lot more than she might have intended. I glanced at her lips. They were full and soft and I wanted to taste them again. Before I knew it she had moved close to me again and I felt the warmth of her face. I was ready for her this time. Our mouths met at first with hesitancy, in exploration. I inhaled and felt her breath, and then my hand went up to the side of her face and all of a sudden I felt like I was being pulled into a vacuum. In the suffocating heat I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of her soft eyelids, and the warm ecstasy on her face. We were enjoying each other, and yet I still imagined her mother tiptoeing down the hallway, leaning out and watching—watching as Arianne moved closer to me, her hand against my chest, kissing me with so much energy I thought I would burst.

And then she stopped. I was practically on my back against the couch cushions, and she was leaning over me, our eyes open and our gazes locked. She looked sleepy and content. And then she laid her head against my chest and snuggled against my body. She had no idea what frenzied exclamations the rest of me was experiencing. I closed my eyes and it was all I could do to control myself. I stroked her hair and willed myself to relax.

3 comments:

Donna K. Weaver said...

Wow. I love that pacifier bit at the beginning! lol

Shaunna said...

I'm feeling terrible here but...one of you contestants have asked if you can respond to comments left on your entry. There are no rules that you cannot but I would caution you that your comment may influence voters. Don't forget to watch for voting rules coming soon...

Tina Scott, author, artist said...

I loved this! What a fun way to start the morning.

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Oh my, it's been a long, long time since I posted anything here. Really, I do this now because I recently got a note, if you can call it...