Criminal Love

26. Painting Yue

Dylan is lying sideways on his elbow, looking at Yue, who is on her back, as per his request. His body is touching hers, his left leg is between hers, one of his hands is stroking her hair, his mouth is kissing her face here and there, and his other hand is tracing her nose, lips and neck.

Saying that he is enthusiastically all over her is an understatement, transfixed by her beauty that shines even in the dim room.

Feel your breath on my shoulder
And I know we couldn't get any closer
I don't want to act tough, I just want to fall in love

Yue is... Surrendered. She has relinquished her body and her senses to him. Dylan said he'd take her somewhere and she's permitting him to do whatever necessary. Why resist? She craves to get there too.

As we move into the night I get crazy
Thinking how it's gonna be with you baby
I don't want to play rough I've been loving you enough
Oh, baby

Actually, Dylan will soon discover that Yue is the taker and receiver kind of intimate partner, and since he's the giver and pleaser type, they fit perfectly together.

"So, my dear señorita, if painting is what I'm doing, do you know what the artist must do before he starts?"

Yue bites her lower lip so vehemently that it turns all red and puffy. "Uh-huh... He must prime the canvas..." she coyly replies with shut lids.

He lovingly kisses her temple. "Yes. Because priming prepares the canvas for all the endeavors that will occur," he whispers with his lips brushing her ear, "many interesting activities... And it also creates a smoother environment to work on, which is absolutely necessary... We love smooth..." His hand grazes her inner thigh and Yue shudders. "Priming also allows the brush to flow much better on the canvas... We need the brush to flow, don't we?"

I want to take forever tonight
Want to stay in this moment forever
I'm gonna give you all the love that I've got

Endeavors, smoother, brush, flow? Gulp. What is this man planning to do?

Yue nods because speaking is unviable with his hands and kisses and leg and proximity and words...

"Then we have to do the imprimatura, the drawing, the underpainting and only then will we finally be able to make the colors burst into life... It's going to take a while," he seductively warns to let her know that the process of making art is not a hasty one, not for Dylan, and he unfastens the first button on her nightshirt. "And sometimes, if I'm not pleased with the results, I start it all over again one more time, or even two... I'm a perfectionist with my work, you see..." he smirks and skims his lips against hers. "Are you in any rush?"

I want to take forever tonight
Fill you up, fill you up with love
When we close the door all I need is in your eyes
I want to take forever tonight

Yue, who has been stationary for the past few minutes, turns to look at his very dark eyes, she brushes off the hair that is sprinkled around his face and replies in a faint voice: "No rush. Take all the time you need."

Music to his ears.

The truth is that Yue likes to have him focused on her, thinking of nothing and no one else but her, needing and desiring only her. Is that selfish? She has never had a selfish bone in her body. She always gives and gives without asking anything in return. All her life she has tried to please everyone else.