Thursday, July 30, 2009

Push

There's both a shy and aggressive nervousness in fumbling around in the dark. Lips struggle to stay locked together as two bodies sway clumsily around the room, as if separation might signal the end to it all. A subtle scent of alcohol mixes with faded perfume and cologne and only adds to the vertigo. The edge of a bed strikes the back of knees in silk stockings, and the free fall begins.

Her face glows in the dark, blue-white silhouette beneath an intent so longing and sinister. A turn of her head shifts hair and exposes the sensitive skin of her neck. Caution thrown to the wind as a well-placed kiss elicits both a gasp and a simper. There's chaos in every movement of hand and finger, though shadows make it appear choreographed.

An overpowering instant of lust tears apart her blouse, and an errant button is heard impacting the floor. Dexterity quickly learned results in the rest of her clothing falling to the bedside. A pause. Curves in ambient light burn in memory an image of forever. She inhales every time she's touched, her eyes closed, yet seeing everything. Subtle smiles at the corners of her mouth help light the way.

She radiates a seductive warmth, causing nervousness to slowly give way to confidence. Minuscule beads of sweat pretend to rain. Hands slide from hip to waist, confirming what the eyes do not quite believe. Woman. Beauty. Ecstasy. A forced patience almost collapses under perceived weightlessness. Resolve prevails, however, and every inch is explored before the free fall continues.

Her skin is smooth and played as a piano. Fingers traverse its length, tones shifting from left to right, top to bottom. Dance and music deceptively combined in lustful art, soft colors in all the right places. In the center of it all, another pause. A childish abandon overwhelms as a belly's button is tasted and teased. Another smile succeeds in extending the teasing, but fails to prevent the touch and taste of something so personal.

It was only a matter of time. There's one more button left as bodies finally align, and she very much wants it pushed.

29 comments:

Megan said...

Going to smoke, now...

Bobbie said...

LMFAO!! Ditto Megan ^

VERY good read. Nice writing :)

Anonymous said...

I think you have a new fan. :)

subtorp77 said...

I think I need a cold shower 8^)

Alan Burnett said...

"Her skin is smooth and played as a piano". Love it, love it.

Tess Kincaid said...

Steam-eeee!! ((sigh)) Fabulous writing, Jeff.

Wings said...

Very nice. Had an inkling something was different about this couple. So tell me, do you still see each other?

HAH!

Baino said...

Beautifully erotic although I'm getting the distinct impression that you fellas are all having fantasies about office babes . . who else wears shirts with buttons . .yay! Hope for me yet!

Wings said...

Rereading, I like it more. Especially this:

"There's chaos in every movement of hand and finger, though shadows make it appear choreographed."

Very nice.

Brian Miller said...

catching my breath...from playing the piano of course...great use of words!

VE said...

Whew...time for that cold shower...

Betsy said...

cold showers needed all around...Lol...sigh!

Dot-Com said...

Now that was just great writing! Loved the way buttons could become an erotic blog :-)

The Silver Fox said...

Hm. Just went to take a cold shower... No reason, why do you ask?... and there was no water. Funny, something seems to have happened to the water pressure around here...?!?!

Jaime said...

that was great. very hot.

Otin said...

Wow! Very sexy button posts! That was very sensual!

Bitsy said...

Excellent use of the theme. It was as predicted. :)

Dreamhaven said...

Wow, and they thought my TT postIn search of Romeo was sexy. Wonderfully expressive, Cold showers all around

 ALH said...

Favorite line: "The edge of a bed strikes the back of knees in silk stockings, and the free fall begins."

soundoffreedom said...

really feel the heat in this one!

Arian said...

my favorite for this week's magpie challenge. such a rare relish to the senses.

Eric S. said...

Whew, choreographed chaos in the shadows, along with her skin being played as a piano. SOOOOO SOOOOOO VISUAL. I think I may have to step outside for a moment to cool down.

Terrifically compelling Magpie.

kathew said...

whoa-pushed my buttons...this is one HOT post!
so HOT the keyboard is smokin'

Helen said...

Whew! The Magpie I had been waiting for someone to create! Nicely done!!!

Dianne said...

Wow...

RA said...

HOT! I need a shower...right now! :D

Tumblewords: said...

Now. About the bed. :)

swputh said...

oops HOT!

Tess Kincaid said...

Button, button, who's got the button? A button popper, indeed!

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