Silence

“Come to bed with me, please honey.”

Silence

Half undressed and looking in the mirror. I don’t remember my thoughts. I only remember the way he came into the room. All heat and silence.

From behind me his hands grabbed either side of my face and pulled me backward and around so his lips could crush mine. His tongue pushed its way into my hungry mouth. My body turned to press against his. His hands squeezed my ass as he pulled us together.

But then he grabbed me and pulled me across his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. The silence was punctuated with the loud thwacks of his hand raining down on my ass. I bit my lip and kicked my feet to stifle my screams. (When was the last time he had spanked me?)

Then I was on my back, my jeans at my ankles, and he was thrusting into me deeply. Pounding through the silence. Slamming into me. Holding my hands above my head in his. Staring silently into my eyes.

And then we came.

And then he left. Silently.

~ by Diana on July 19, 2009.

One Response to “Silence”

  1. Beautifully shared. I love how you write.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

 
%d bloggers like this: