Are you in bed?
I am. Laying here on top
of the covers. No light but
my fish tank
The dots flashed for a long time, but when Zach’s next message popped up, it was worth the wait.
If I was there, I’d lay next
to you. On my side so I could touch
you. I’d pull you to your side
facing me and put my hand on
your bare thigh and slip it up
... slowly ...
until I could slip a finger under
the leg of those boyshorts
Yep, he was definitely good at this. Had he said it was his first time too? Without a conscious decision, Lyra rolled to her side and put her hand on her thigh. She followed the path Zach imagined for himself.
Your hand feels so good.
Big. Hot and coarse, but gentle
She knew that was true; the feel of his hands was burned into her brain, though he’d touched only her face and hands in the short time they’d been in the same place.
It feels so good to touch you
Your skin is so damn soft
And you smell so fucking good
I don’t want to move too fast, though
I don’t want to come on too strong
So I move from there and put my hand
on your hip, up to your waist, just a light
touch. Under that little t-shirt, but to your
back first, pressing you close because
I need to kiss you
Oh god I want you to kiss me so bad
Lyra didn’t know if she was participating in the fantasy or simply expressing a truth.
I lean down and take your mouth.