Forbidden Fruit
Diane stood in my arms as I closed the door behind us. Her smell was intoxicating and without words I led her to the chair. I laid on it and Diane placed herself upon me. Her head finding my chest and her tears had made their way through my clothes. My hand ran through her hair and I kissed her forehead. “I missed you,” the words fell from my mouth. Diane’s head changed looking up at me. It was piercing as if she saw my soul through my eyes. I wanted her. I put my hand behind her head and brought her forward to my face. Diane didn’t resist, she didn’t complain. Our lips met and warmth took my body. My toes curled as I got my first taste of her. Those lips were soft, sweet and pink. It felt unreal as her body moved on mine. She moved back slightly looking at my lips. Her hair fell upo
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