Bus Journey Your back is against the bus window, your arms wrapped around me give a warm glow keeping the chill away from me that is coming from the open windows. With my back against your chest I feel the slow pound of your heart against me. I hold your arms tight against me feeling the strength of your muscles, drum tight skin and the roughness of your hands. Awakening from the quiet trance I was in I lift my head from your shoulder, I wake you as i move and I then feel your hot breath running down my back through the gap on my collar. As the air gently tickles my skin I tip my head slightly to the light feeling, seizing the moment your lips drift to my neck, touching me slowly, kissing me softly. My heart quickens and as I react to the sensation so does yours, I coil my body this way and that and suddenly your teeth pull softly at my skin. I jolt as a rush runs down my spine with a rare mix of pain and pleasure. Your breathing grows heavier as you bite again and again, I tense and wind my body in time, gasping for air to return to my lungs after being stolen by the passion that takes us over. I am close to letting free my voice and the last of my control when the bus stops suddenly, it snaps us back stopping us, end of the line.... Everyone off.
Madison
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