delilah_banks

His hand slid up my inner-thigh. I could feel each line in his fingertips as he passed over the tiny hairs on my legs. "Your so beautiful."

I stood completely still against his bathroom wall. The chill of the tile embedded into my flesh as he pulled my nightgown off. I watched him undress me in the mirror of his vanity. I watched my skin's color fade; the sweat gather on my palms. "If only you knew exactly what I saw."

The forest green linoleum counters--smooth against my skin--enticed me with their patterns. His hips rubbing my thighs, creating noises I feared. He watched himself in the mirror, watched himself etch his name into my back with his nails. "I never want to let you go."

His lips traced my ear as he put me down. Sweat beaded down my legs, pooling at the back of my knees; I couldn't breathe. He turned on the water in the tub and offered me a bath. The steam clung to my body, the counters, my nightgown. "Please?"

I watched the water part as my foot hovered above the bottom of the tub. My red nail polish fogged with the heat; I closed my eyes. He sat next to me, twirling his fingers in the water. I slid my head down the side of the tub, opened my eyes and watched my hair float to the surface. He opened the plug when he thought I was down there too long. The water drained around me. "I want you."

Walking to the bedroom, I ran my hands against the counters; my sweat dry, white, against the green background. I slipped my nightgown back on, stinging my sratches on my back. He moved closer to me under the covers. He found my hip with his palm; my body stopped moving. "I love you."