They crossed a line; some invisible boundary that kept them apart, but lying here like this, Susan can't remember what it could be.
Something between them is changed, but she can't pinpoint when it happened--was it when her hand brushed his thigh, was it when he caught her lip with his teeth, was it when she took him in hand and held him still as she mounted up on him and drove him so deep into her she could feel something spark and melt in them so that even now something of him remained?--but some time last night, the earth shifted.
Something has shifted and the world now turns on a new angle, but no one knows it except them. She thinks that she likes it that way as she kisses him awake and straddles him again before the sun can pierce the windows and try to spy on their new world.
Oh, I love that song! Warning: smut
Something between them is changed, but she can't pinpoint when it happened--was it when her hand brushed his thigh, was it when he caught her lip with his teeth, was it when she took him in hand and held him still as she mounted up on him and drove him so deep into her she could feel something spark and melt in them so that even now something of him remained?--but some time last night, the earth shifted.
Something has shifted and the world now turns on a new angle, but no one knows it except them. She thinks that she likes it that way as she kisses him awake and straddles him again before the sun can pierce the windows and try to spy on their new world.