6.20.2006

THE JERK

Two bodies, slick with sweat, are sliding together. She's on top. She's going at you like crazy, slamming against you, and obviously loving every minute of it. She starts to speed her movements. Her breathing gets heavier. She grabs and paws, maybe even scratches at your arms, your shoulders, the top of your chest. Her eyes shut and her mouth opens. As her head goes back and fingers tighten around your wrists, you hear a half-scream/half-grunt tinged with her voice that sounds vaguely like your name. Then she starts to slow down. Her legs are quivering and she's panting like crazy. Little beads of sweat are falling from her hair, her chin, and the tip of her nose. You're completely in the moment. Witnessing this person experience their orgasm as a direct result of you has gotten you to the point where you're about ready to finish yourself. Just a minute more...maybe...

Then she stops, gets up off you, and goes for her cigarettes. You're too stunned to say anything. Her back is to you, and you hear the flick of her Bic. She turns and you see one lit smoke between her smiling lips and another, also lit, between the first two fingers on an offering hand held out to you. Join me in a smoke to celebrate, baby. Apparently, she thinks everything is over for now. Why she would think so is beyond your reasoning. When you see that face, as beautiful as it is, smiling at you as if everything is settled, as if everything is okay, that's the moment.
"What the fuck are you doing?" you ask, probably a little too close to yelling. But hey, fuck that, you were on the edge of chasm back there, ready to fall into intense, expanding bliss. Her smile and both cigarettes droop all at once. A few seconds go by where neither of you say anything. You continue, "I wasn't fuckin' finished!" Another few seconds go by, but a lot more happens in these few.

Her face contracts and her offering hand comes up to put your would-be cigarette out in a bedside ashtray. Her other hand grabs her smoke from her pissed-off mouth. "Hey, don't get pissed at me. I was finished. What the hell do want from me?"

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home