A Love Affair

I remembered it all, every little detail of that night...

The day I wake to find you beside my naked self with your arm's warm embrace engulfing my spirit and my left hand dead on its weight enclosing your soft full breast.

I could still sense the aroma of your morning breath, heavenly fanning my face as your eyes slowly opens to find me staring.

Sweet smiles slowly forms in both of our lips as memories filled our minds with our night full of love and unadulterated lust; remembering how blissful it was - skin to skin, joined together as one.

Each sigh, each touch, each kiss...

Felt so good, so right, so at home.

For with you, finally I found that pull, that magic that others had – your heart-melting lava of wet insides, longing for a throb only from my burning rod.

Just like a sonnet with the syllables in count; we found a world rhyming the both of us.

You welcomed me with legs apart. My member so rigid, so silky and wanting and our pores open, slippery, burning!

Each contact was electrifying and satisfying. Each taste was passionately sweet and addicting. As we came to our peak, a new height starts to rise, just like a spiral with no end in sight.

It was beautiful.

But it was sinful.

My heart starts to break with each passing moment. We both know, this couldn't go on for I have someone who I promised my lifetime ahead.

I wasn't always like this. I was content with what I have and never bothered to ask for more, I was not wanting nor feeling any void.

Until you.

Sometimes I regret that day I helped you with your flat tire, I could have ignored you in the middle of nowhere in the dead of the night...

I could have turned down the offer of a return favor – coffee sounds good, but we also had that at home...

Or, I could have denied that invite for a nightcap...

If only.

God knows, how I tried. To stop myself from indulgence. But you never cared nor mind. My wife, you said, is of no consequence and the kids could all go to hell! As wanton as you are, norms escape your morals. Lady of the night, that is what everyone calls you, I wonder why I don't abhor you, when my religion dictates that I should get away from you, when my conscience whispered for me to shun you?

What was it that you said before that fateful night?

Ah! I remember now...

"Fuck me good.

Fuck me hard!

Let me see the stars.

Quench my thirst,

Kiss my buds.

Touch me where I want!

I'm so wet...

And oh, so horny!

Come taste me,

Take me,

Fill me up!

Be my lover,

Be my Knight."

Those words almost shattered my resistance, as I walked away, you stopped me with vengeance.

"You said no, but your shaft nod in disagreement, feel how you ache inside!

You tried to stop, yet your hand moved and kept squeezing my ass cheeks tight.

You turned about, still your head keeps turning back, looking at me with longing in your hazel eyes.

You're near collapse, speechless, staring, waiting for that resistance to collapse.

Your heart skips a bit and runs wild when I am at your side. I could almost hear the wild beating of despite the enclosure of the rib cage guard.

You said you'd control it, hide it and pretend to not show your feelings, feign nonchalance as you keep me engaged, distracted, occupied?

Hah!

But your eyes can't lie and your voice couldn't deny;

You love me so damn much, so why won't take me any way you want when I also love you as much as you do?

Stop hesitating and let out the fire, melt the ice enclosing your heart.

Touch me, feel me, fuck me, make me cum!

All of these, you've dreamed about, making you crazy and hungry with lust.

Aye! Deny all you might, but soon..."

And yes, soon came too soon.

End.

A/N

Originally submitted as an audition piece in a shortstory writing contest in wattpad.

This is my original work including the poems mentioned as the inspiration for the shortstory.

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