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Listen as you read

I should just tell you to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time

Light rays of gold filtered through the sheer, white curtains, blanketing his olive skin in warmth and yet sending a burning prickling as his lids squinted open. A knowing sigh escaped his chapped lips, as he ran a hand through his ash brown locks, his forearm shielding his eyes from the burning sun. Becoming accustomed to the morning light, his shadowed hues averted to the slumbering form beside him, her smooth shoulders peaking out from the cool, navy sheets.

Rubbing circles against his crusted eyes, his legs bare of clothing, swung carefully to the edge of the plush mattress, goosebumps running up his calves as his toes touched the chilling hardwood. Sitting up from the creaking bed, he aimlessly collected his discarded clothing from the nights events, tiredly putting them on. Buckling the head of his belt, his eyes glanced at her peaceful figure, his fingertips tingling at the remembrance of her ruby stained lips meshing with his like a perfect puzzle and the supple, silk of her skin as he ran his fingers along her forearms. It was such a new, yet familiar sensation each time, their bodies meshed together in a heated passion.

This was all it was, a neverending cycle. Losing touch for weeks, even months on end, then reconnecting, the fire thought to have been extinguished burning brighter than ever, resulting in these nights of passion and love. And yet, a relationship never worked, the reasons why always unanswered, pushed away into the depths of their subconscious.

Pulling his wrinkled, pearl tee over his head, he reached for his keys, holding them tightly within his hand, as to not wake her from her well needed rest. Wrapping his fingers around the silver knob, giving it a gentle twist, a quiet click echoed throughout the small complex.

            "Jean..." a groggy, yet velvety voice called out to him. "You could at least say goodbye."

A playful scoff escaped his lips as amber fixated onto her tired, purple tinted ones, "bye, lets do this again."

Gone, just like the times before.

Glancing over at the indent left on the plush bed, a quiet sigh escaped her nostrils, as she ran her fingertips against the still warm sheets from his over night stay.

            If only...

'Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style

Weeks passed since that passion filled night, but he couldn't forget. His body, mind and soul desired to return to you, rekindling that fire once again. But what point was there? A night of lust was the only outcome, nothing more. And yet he desired more, a deeper relationship filled with more than just coitus.

Flash

        Flash

He couldn't stay away.

  Here he was, posing a sensually, sweet shoot of two lovers with her. Was it his choice to do this precise shoot? No, nothing but a bittersweet coincident, and he was loving every second of it.

Silk lined lace hugged her voluptuous curves, her knee bent between his spread legs as he sat perched upon the pleather couch. Hands wrapped around her delicate waist, her rosy lips feathered against his smooth ones, his amber hues locked onto her dark ones.

Thump

      Flash

Thump

His pumping muscle raced against his rib cage, resonating throughout his ear drums. He was sure she could hear the rushed beating.

Pushing her form from his, a coy smile rose to her coated lips, her hips swaying in such an exaggerated way as she crawled onto the plush mattress. Like a cat trying to get what it wanted in that teasing mannerism. His amber hues followed her every move, his guard up against the sly feline behind him. Elegant snakes rested upon his chest, her gentle breathes cooling the shell of his crimson tinted ear.

Flash

Tingling, excitement, only the whispers of her honey lace voice caused such a heat to rupture within.

              "Jean, I want you, but more then just this."