Limbo: Between Heaven and Hell

It's the night.
I come out of the bath... a cold shower, as cold as my soul.
My warm, voluptuous body wanting... calling for yours.
I live in that limbo every day and night.
Between heaven and hell.
Loving you, avoiding you...
Finding you, hiding...
A glass of wine and an eye through the window, lightning cuts across the sky and rain falls in good time.
I embrace my cold, naked body.
The nipples of my breasts, stiff... little reds.
My smooth little groin, I press my thighs together and the desire to have you inside me is great.
I close my eyes, put the tip of my tongue between my lips. Thirsty for yours...
I want to feel your tongue millimetre by millimeter on every soft area of my body.
With my eyes closed, in the darkness of that room with only the lamplight on; I go to bed where I lie down.
The sound of Lara Fabian's "I Guess I Loved You" fills the room, while thunder echoes outside.
Little one, in a whisper I speak your name... like a mantra.
And the limbo closes around me:
And between heaven and hell I start to want you one more night...and go back in time.
"Sensitivity is the last word I would use to describe our conduct toward one another". Michael says with regret.
Nikita said yes.
We're really a disaster together, for peace of mind.
"Well, well"... He said as he approached. "We should probably avoid each other like the plague".
I probably agree with him.
I study her mouth, the lips of sorrowful expression.
She knew he'd leave if she asked, and maybe she was a masochistic fool... but I wanted her to stay.
Michael, I was the only one who could set her free.
"I don't want you to go". He put his hands on his knees.
I don't want to go.
Having made his decision, he cut the distance that separated us. He surrounded my neck bringing his face closer to mine. I kissed his cheeks and gently touched the corner of my lips with my tongue. He grumbled but did not increase contact.
I kissed him more firmly, urging his lips to part with gentle provocative movements of my tongue.
A burning heat exploded between my thighs as he finally opened up to me, teasing me with a moist and deep kiss that had the taste of ill-controlled desire.
He lifted me from the chair, and I felt myself sheltered in a soup of muscles against his manly breast; he raised my legs, placed them on his lap, and rested my head upon his arm. He took hold of my face with his mighty hand while seizing each time my mouth with increasing desire; he made no attempt to conceal his longings by letting me discover them in his absorbing kiss.
I had no way of avoiding my body's response. I twisted against the bulky, hard male penis that pressed anxiously on the back of my thighs. I wanted to feel it inside me with an almost desperate ferocity. My groan was part pleasure and part anguish.
Michael perceived her doubts and gently softened the pressure of his mouth, kissing sweetly on both cheeks and chin.
<unk> We don't have to do anything you won't, angel. <unk> The penis jumped in vehement protest against the female buttocks.
Apparently, Nikita noticed him because he gave a meaningful look at her lap.
Just because it's hard as a hedgehog doesn't mean we have to do anything about it.
"I don't want you to go", I said in a trembling voice.
The cautious, wary look that he had always seen in her was gone; his fear of rejection was palpable and clearly visible.
He closed his throat and was unable to speak for several seconds.
<unk> I'm not going anywhere, little one. We will stay up all night and talk or we can watch TV. <unk> He wrapped her in his arms and pressed her against his chest.
I was tense in his arms.
Strangely tender emotions filled my chest as the wall I'd built to protect my feelings cracked, a warm sensation swept through me and for years I denied myself any possibility of ever getting close to a man -- having avoided the vulnerability and loss of control that could come with being truly in love.
My fear vanished right there, with his strong and warm body enveloping me. He held me tightly and kissed my head.
You know what I want?
<unk> Hummm
He sighed with satisfaction at the gentle pressure of my lips.
I wish I hadn't been totally oblivious to what was going on around me.
I chuckled and slipped my hand gently into his shirt.
<unk> We are two <unk> Lambi your throat.
He slipped a hand down my butt and squeezed it in warning.
It's been hard for me to behave.
"I feel it", she said, lowering her shirt to nibble on his clavicle.
Michael stretched out and pushed her thoughts away with another man, the only thing he could do about it was to promise that from this moment on he would be the one man in his life.
A determination that should have scared him, but it didn't.
"Are you trying to prove my limit?" she asked, sliding her hand down the back of his blouse. The woman's skin was soft as silk beneath her calloused palm.
I didn't notice him smiling at my skin and bending his neck so that he could reach the earlobe. Just enjoying the buildup of tension.
You know, it's been a long time since I could enjoy the amorous games that precede sex and I want to.
He grunted and gave a wet kiss.
You've got all the time in the world, kiddo.
I smiled and responded to his kiss with the same intensity as I settled into her arms.
<unk> I want you so much, ...you have no idea how much...<unk> I sighed tremblingly. <unk> You're the only man who makes me feel this way <unk>
I know... me too.
It cheered me up and I devoured his mouth.
The female flavor has driven him mad.
Her hand slipped and grabbed a breast, squeezing her nipple through the soft tissue.
I groaned and writhed in his lap, felt the moist heat slide between my legs through a barrier of clothing.
Michael longed to be inside her more than breathing, but he waited.
It was she who set the times, and I was determined to please her in everything.
In that position, he pressed on her iron-hard penis, lifting it up and rubbing him by the hips in a cadence which quickly left her gasping for breath and covered with burning blush.
<unk> I want to feel how she enjoys it <unk> She whispered licking my ear <unk> You must be so sexy when you indulge in pleasure.
I want you inside me for the first time...I want it strong...deep...inside of me!
He stood up and carried me in his arms to the bedroom.
I undressed, looked him in the eye and lay naked on my bed as he took off his clothes.
"It's so beautiful"... She said as she glanced over his chest, belly, thighs and legs.
For a moment, they simply admired each other, savoring the anticipation of pleasure.
Then he quickly took off his shirt, pulled down his trousers and underwear... gave a look of relief when the tightness in his penis was gone.
Exposed to my gaze of admiration, his erection increased even more.
Her erect member was eager to enter her when she knelt between his thighs.
And you're hot... he kissed her so deeply that he almost lost control of himself.
I wrapped his thighs with my legs and raised my hips so that his penis would slide over the moist folds of my sex.
Wait, little one. He grunted.
He was dying, with his penis so hard it almost exploded the skin I wanted him to be good for her please her in whatever he wants but the feeling of your warm and soft sex against him was more than any mortal could bear
<unk> I don't want to go slow...I want strong...deep...i want it all!<unk> my voice sounded hoarse with desire, nailed the heels on his buttocks, hurrying him to feel closer.
She grabbed her penis and rubbed the bulbous head against my clitoris, a drop of sweat covered my skin.
I want you inside me now... don't make me beg....
He grunted and closed his eyes.
<unk> If you don't stop, I will have to apologize for mocking two seconds before penetrating you. <unk> The sweat drops marked his forehead as he inserted his penis into the burning cavity. He had to use all of his strength to withstand the searing heat of a woman's body without letting himself be mocked too quickly inside her.
<unk> I want it to be different.... <unk> He choked, his arms trembled. <unk>I want him perfect for you... <unk> She was soft, fragrant, sweet underneath her body. Her skin white, the nipples of her breasts stiff. The hair smooth and red and moist from sweating excitement. Couldn't resist more; penetrated a few inches further with panting breath by the way she wrapped around him.
Inside it was hot, damp and cramped... feeling so good you almost blew your head off.
"Oh, shit". He said and walked away.
What?
Sweatshirt!
"It's all right. I take the pill", I answered, and drove him almost abruptly back inside me again.
<unk> Aaaaaaaa little.... you feel so good... he whispered, provoking me with shallow inroads. He looked down where our bodies meet.
Michael almost lost himself completely. The smooth pubic and reddish folds of the vulva glistened burning up his penis. A bright, moist clitoris crept in between its folds begging for a caress. He slid his thumb into her swollen pubis and felt the frantic pulsations of the penis as she held it like a fist.
I writhed beneath him and nailed my fingernails to his back, feeling his body tremble.
I want you to fuck me deeper... stronger.
My vagina would contract around the erect stick that pumped hard and deep inside me, and we'd groan as we looked at each other dancing the oldest ritual in the world.
A man and a woman discovering each other.
Michael squeezed his jaw and closed his eyes to the unbearably erotic image Nikita offered.
"I want it to last longer... I want to give you everything... I don't want to lose control" he said, as he stored stronger, sinking deep into her.
"I want you to lose control"... I said fiercely.
Michael looked at his face and saw in its brown eyes a wild desire that could barely conceal another emotion: fear.
She didn't want long foreplay, she wanted him to lose control.
With a grateful grunt he thrust himself completely into her; the sound of delight escaping from the woman's throat produced an exhilaration.
He bent down to kiss her, groaned as he felt his tongue and the touch of your breasts against her chest.
Then he closed his mouth and sucked.
The man's hips would strike in a steady, regular rhythm; I would make high-pitched guttural sounds as my pelvis descended against him, receiving stronger, faster, deeper strikes.
He groaned as he felt his hot testicles harden. I burned beneath him, tense and struggling desperately to reach climax.
<unk> Relax, angel... It's all right, I am with you...aaaaa tesuda....you are tense, hot demaissssssss..... <unk> He held my wrists on the bed and intertwined his fingers with mine. I arched my back as he pulled out every last drop, contracting everything inside of me while struggling to control myself. Suddenly I convulsively bowed and squeezed so hard that it hurt.
I shouted his name in a weak voice and tears came to my eyes as I reached an orgasm that shuddered and rocked my whole body.
Investing relentlessly in front of his own orgasm, he trembled on top of her, sticking his fingers into her hips while enjoying the boiling inside as much as possible.
I embraced him as he collapsed on top of me and sank his nose into my neck. He smelled wonderful, a mixture of salt and sex. I wanted to be able to preserve that essence in order to cover myself with it later and remember how incredibly perfect it had been.
Our hearts beating in unison, breaths gasping, bodies intertwined I wanted to keep him on my bed forever.
Reality came crashing down on me as I felt a brightness in my face, and opened my eyes slowly to find myself naked with the body softened, sweaty, vagina molasses alone in bed.
Another day's work.
And another night in Limbo, between heaven and hell.