Music plays,
rhythmically with my heartbeat,
it quickens as I’m led through the crowd;
drawn in,
pulling me close,
holding me tight,
moving to the music,
the music that stirs this seductive flame in us;
each movement planned;
a hint of what’s to come;
lips find mine;
heart racing, eager advances,
Feels so right, feels so wrong;
So wrong…
Turn to leave but stop short,
lips brush against the side of my neck;
*gasp*
body shivering despite the heat between us,
my head falls back,
resting on his shoulder,
hands on mine; fingers entwined
arms enclosed around me,
won’t let go….don’t let go;
whispers in my ear lead to such thoughts in my head,
such thoughts…
such thoughts…