Open your eyes. What do you see? Your round, dark pupils float just above a shimmer of salty tears upon your eye lid, moistening your lashes below. You blink once, twice, hoping to hide them away, but they don’t disappear unnoticed, despite the anxious smile you pull onto your lips.

In this room, we had silently committed to each other and the moment. Months of unspoken desire came to this: a touch… a caress… a kiss. Now as we twist and curl upon these sheets, your lovely and loving nude body pressed against mine, we share much more intimate, illicit contact.

In this room, a friendship ends and lovers are born.

How easily does the sense of the forbidden turn on the same dial towards the desirable. Your fingers touch and stroke upon my length, hesitantly at first as if it were a searing hot handle, then coiling gently around it, sliding the fragrant lotion on your palms up and down, up and down. Within a few breaths you have claimed it. Your delicate touch steels it with resolve.

Our kisses open up, lips wrapped against each other. We squelch out the resistance ebbing in our minds, spurred by the incessant beats of our hearts. Our tongues entwine and dance dousing any lingering hesitancy yet they are unable to find relief from the thirst burgeoning in our throats.

I raise my head and brush the hair away from your face to take as much of you in as I can with my eyes. You’re beautiful, the bloom upon your cheeks, and the tempting part between your soft lips. You’re glowing, do you realize that? Not just from the amber rays of sun filtering into the room; it’s your longing that’s radiant.

Do your eyes see that as well in me? The longing? The urgency? Can you feel it along the breach of your tingling line?

Our patience is dying with every second that passes. Your fingers crawl and ply around my bare bottom. The moment you find your grip you pull me in for a potent thrust. With a shuddering breath I fill you. You take me all in, deeply, completely, welcoming me with a swooning groan. Your inner flesh shrouds me with a delectable warmth and wetness.

You look up as I move over you, through you, your brows pinching above uncertain eyes. What do you see? A shadow creeping into the light around us? A hazy, shifting ghost coming to life to haunt you, a chilling moment of distraction in your days… hours… to follow? Will every pregnant pause and hesitant thought be of me, of my lips skirting upon your neck, my heavy breaths in your ear, my fingers drawing along the curve of your hips, my bare chest settling upon your soft breasts as we clench in our quiet embrace? Will I be the subtle smile that coworkers will whisper about, or the lines of concern at the edge of your eyes that you will try desperately to hide at home?

As I find my rhythm --in and out, in and out-- the doubts succumb to waves of pleasure. With every thrust your eyes look more persuasive and engaged, narrowing upon the here and now, focusing only on this experience we have together.

We don’t wait for regret, we have no time for it at this moment as you move over me now. I thrust onward, upward, my motions hungry, unhindered, and sure.

You straddle upon me, your feather-soft thighs clamped against my hips, our hands clasped together, rolling your sensuous belly as we ride together and outrun our misgivings together, fleet as the wind. With every stroke we hide from contrition. With every gasp and languid sigh we tease regret, daring it to find us and defying it as it approaches.

And it will find us. I’m sorry, it will.

But if we’re going to pay for it, we are determined to earn our punishment.

We fear what we’ll feel later, but we surrender to what we experience now. My senses are in overload. I feel the warmth of your trembling flesh against me. I smell the sweetness in your silky black hair. Trilling groans ache from your throat after every deep breath you take. I close my eyes as I listen to them, like a hymn of an angel in ecstasy. It’s intoxicating and addicting.

I loom above you once more, churning inside of you. Zealous thrusts of my hips selfishly coax more and more anxious gasps from you. I feel your bent knees sliding upward and tightening against my torso, guiding my motions. Your fingers dive through my hair and scratch down my back. Every one of your intensifying and brazen actions implore me for more and more. I can think of nothing other than answering your call.

Consequences have been left far back down the road we started on the moment we entered the room, seemingly never to come within reach again. My lips fall upon yours, mingling my hungry groans with your quickening moans, before I raise my head back up, locking my hands at sides of your head. My back arches, accentuating every thrust.

Open your eyes. What do you see? A man on the cusp of release. I can feel the pinch in my face and a straining ache working its way down from my neck, to my arms and chest, and below my belly. It all comes to a point, a pulsating throb along my surging length.

Your eyes narrow as your mouth widens, gasping and sighing for air. Look at me. Keep looking at me. This moment is ours, sear it into our minds. It can never be taken away from us no matter what.

With one last stroke, I glide deep within you and stay there. A rush spills from me and clashes with your own, a wet, sticky, delicious mess. We both tremble and shake, uttering aloud sultry groans, remorseless, as if announcing our defiant pleasure and delicious relief to the world. Your head curls back over the pillow and you moan again, swept up in full, dripping release.

You twist like a cat beneath me, mouth still agape, eyes blinking and watery. You hold my arms as if to hold onto this moment for as long as possible, forever if you can. I feel the same. Within you. I find contentment and escape.

Finally, I settle beside you. We gather each other in our arms in a tight embrace. Our hearts beat in tandem as we share our warmth. In silence we caress one another, savoring this security and comfort in the face of pending uncertainty.

A shadow seeps along the floor towards us. We know that it's there. We'll pretend that it doesn't exist for as long as we can, hiding in this room, losing ourselves in this moment.

We hold each other a little more closely.

Close our eyes.