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Golden bright skin, foreign from the north sitting in the center of my homeland, drinking our local beer, a rock pop band playing in the background live, making it hard to hear what she was saying.
So tipsy I felt it getting into me, I could tell same to her, she moved like a muse to every beat. Couldn't help it, I wanted to get closer, close to her, so I did. She smiled at the goofy move, she knew now, my intention was evident, she played along grabbed me from the neck, her leg between mine, back and forward, she took a step away and walked back two, now she's behind me, don't make me responsible for whats next, she hugged me from the back, her lips softly touching close to my ear, I could feel my body asking for it, wait! wait! I said to myself, just a little longer.
We danced along letting go of me, dancing around each other, giving me the opening to take a look at her body gaze, then this strong force of emotion, me getting her, the "get her" part, were you think you have her under your shoulder but then she plays hard to get. Wanted me to kiss her all over the place turned me on, pulling me in, she knew what she was doing to me. She likes to play those mind games with physical connection, she wants to, does she want me or not? She did.
You should've seen, all the way we were in. It was intimate there was this connection I can't explain. I didn't have to think about the next move, you know, our bodies were some how doing their own thing, like they been there before, like they knew each other before this. She played down, moving exactly as my body was asking for, she made me let go of all, I just had to go with her, so good. I laid still there looking up to the dark getting my breath back. I looked to my left side to find her body after the math, looking peaceful, the coming light from outside was kissing her bare skin, leaving her body exposed, her hips and the nakedness were my favorite part. She opened her eyes to find me looking, we couldn't help it but laughed. We knew it was a one time thing we shared, and then for now I share with you.
© 2016 Ingrid Ortiz