unbridled [completed]

nine: s h e i l a .

my attention turns to a commotion at the near corner of the room—  s h e i l a . i smile when she embraces charlemagne into a warm hug. she was always the empathetic one amongst us.

i remember the savouring kiss, the lapping of the passion pooled between my legs,

the light caress, the fury of her lips over the valley of my breasts.

the seductive touches, the pressure, the climax.

the love.

the cheap incense starts taking its toll and my head starts pounding against my skull.