So today will be something a little unusual. Yesterday night I felt very inspirational so I wrote a short story. This is the first story I ever wrote and finished. It is a little out of my comfort zone to share this with you. But I will anyway. I hope you enjoy, and if not that's okay. This is only my first ever short story, I know I still have a lot to improve. But I have to start somewhere. Thanks for reading guys.
Much love,
Julia
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A light in the dark
She sat there, on the stone steps in front of the old wooden door.
Staring in the dark. A streetlight shone yellow light. She did not know how
long she sat there. It was too long. A car stopped in front of the stairs. A
guy, handsome, stepped out of the car. The car drove away. He looked at her,
she looked back. As he walked towards her, she stood up. He walked up the
stairs, they kissed. It was a long kiss. A kiss they both had been waiting for.
A passionate kiss that followed into an embrace. When she pulled back she said:
“I’ve been waiting for you.” He nodded and pulled her back against him. He
kissed forehand and took her hand. He opened the door and they walked in.
The house was dark and cold. It smelled like old books and coffee beans.
She loved this place but had only been here a few times before. He took her coat
and hang them up. She followed him upstairs. He closed the window of his bedroom
and put his bag on the chair. She sat on the bed and watched him undress. His
skin was slightly more tanned than the last time she’d seen him. She
looked at the muscles in his shoulder and back. He was strong, she knew he
was. She started taking off her shoes and socks. He only wore his underpants
and looked at her in the mirror. He turned around and stepped towards her. He
lifted her off the bed. She put her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes
and they kissed. First softly, barely touching. His tongue touched her lips, he
wanted more. She responded, she opened her mouth a little further and he went
in, exploring her mouth. Her hand went through his hair. His soft golden hair.
They kissed until he lay her on the bed.
She watched him unbutton her jeans. She watched his hands going over her
body. His fingertips were soft against her skin. He touched her like she was a
precious diamante. She felt like that when she was with him. When her jeans
were off he lay down next to her.
She looked into his eyes. They were blue, ocean blue and filled with secrets. She
did not know him well, but she loved him. He lay on his back and she sat on his
lap. He was looking at her, she did not know if he loved her. But she wanted him, he
wanted her. She let her hair out of her bun, it fell over her shoulders. She knew
he liked her more with her hair loose. She liked it when he played with it. She
took off her shirt and he sat up. Kissing her breasts, her neck. She closed her
eyes and relaxed. His arms when around her back and he loosened her bra. She kissed
him, he kissed her. She had waited for this moment to come.
Sometimes he became almost beastlike, filled with desire. He always took
charge, she always followed. His movements, his breaths. He rolled her over so
he was on top. He pulled down her panties and took off his underpants. He kissed
her again before he went in. She moaned. She closed her eyes and felt every
muscle relax.
She lay in his arms. His warm body against
hers. She knew she wouldn’t spend the night, she never had before. This was it,
until the next time. What he did during that period, she did not know. She waited
until he texted her. Asking her to come again, if she wanted. She always did. He
stepped out of bed so she did too. She put on her clothes and he walked her to
the door. “Thanks for tonight,” she said. They embraced and she stepped into
the yellow light outside. She walked down the stairs and looked around. The door
was already closed. He spends many nights like this, not only with her. But for
her, this was the moment she looked forward to. The yellow light in her dark
life.
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