Random (A Collection of One Shot Stories and Poems.)

Angel

"Can I use you?" She asked.  Her blue eyes were so clear and pure, you'd mistake her for an angel.  She moved close, so  close that I could almost taste how divine she was.

I couldn't speak when her lips slowly traced my earlobe and towards my seeking mouth.  I never wanted to taste anything as bad as her.

"I hope you don't mind..." Her voice trailed away when I didn't reply to her question earlier.

I allowed my head to touch hers, and as I locked a sullen gaze on her, I replied, my voice husky and wanting even when I didn't intend it to sound that way.  "Yes, please."