Whiskey-Laden Kiss


I will forever remember that moment.I was with my friends. Friends that offered the distraction of amusement so I could just drink momentarily forgetting about the static of the day. You walked in with your own group of personal entertainers and, by some force, immediately drew my attention.The bar was crowded but not enough to shield me from making eye contact with you. That look in your eyes, one of bashful innocence. Like a woman showing up to her first day at a new job, trying to fit in or maybe just trying not to be a target.God, you were gorgeous.I knew there was Beşevler escort bayan more. I knew what was hidden behind that cute facade of purity. It’s the same look I see staring back at me in the mirror. A mask for pain, and the shamefulness of foolishly falling in love more times than anyone has fallen for me. A hiding place for the empty feeling of laying in an open field, alone. Gazing up into the cold, starry night sky and wondering, like a child, who else I share it with.No, looking in isn’t always an easy place to Escort Çankaya go.By calculated chance I ended up next to you and we exchanged nervous banter. We played the games lovers play. Lame pickup lines and ‘What’s your sign?’ to break the awkward ice. Eventually, the stones I had piled around my heart began to roll back, and I knew you would see the scars.I smiled clumsily and offered you a shot of bourbon, to calm you, dull the edge so to speak. You swallowed it back and returned the smile. I watched it slowly fade from your lips Cebeci escort as you leaned in heavily. We kissed. I felt the warm burn of your whiskey-laden tongue trace over my scars, like you were trying to coax them into revealing the stories they hid.I pulled back. You pressed forward.You whispered something into my ear to silence the voices. Voices that screamed like the howling shrill of wolves stalking prey in the cold, dark wood. Voices that haunted you too and only when we meshed them together would they cancel each other out.So, I leaned heavily back into you.I smelled the subtleness of your perfume. It elegantly mixed with hints of smoke and stale beer that clung to the fabric of the drunks surrounding us. It charged me. Electricity bounced off my skin igniting the stimulating throbs of want that engorged my nipples and clit. I could tell you felt it too.

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