Afterglow
An afternoon tryst of struggling loversAcross the bed the two bodies sprawled, each covered with a glow of sweet sweat. His leg was atop hers while her hand softly stroked his cheek. The sunlight came through the window; blinds casting contour shadows across the curves of their bodies. Bedding was strewn on and off of the bed and the sweet scent of sexual musk was heavy.“Water, love?” he asked.“Yes, but only if you don’t have to move.”“Well that’s not going to...