Yea! It’s Sunday and time for Six Sentence Sunday
Every week participants post six sentences from something they are writing – or have written. It’s a lot of fun and really a great way to meet new writers!
And I’ve met some terrific people. Thank you !
Be sure to check out the other great participants and thanks so much for stopping by.
Last week everyone thought the kiss had ended. It didn’t.
My right arm wound around his neck while the fingers of my left hand tip-toed through the thick luster of his hair which felt as wonderful as it looked.
Finally his lips returned to my impatient mouth.
His touch spoke to me, not with urgency, but with future promises, like no other ever had and together we roamed the beach of his youth, smelling the clean air, and tasting the ocean salt, in carefree exploration; I wanted to experience everything this man could offer.
His strong hands gentled on my face, my breath laboured, the dampness between my legs increased and my heart screamed for release.
Eventually, though it seemed like only seconds, he stepped away, lifted my hand to his lips and whispered, “I have to go.”
Then he jumped down the three steps and vanished into the waiting car, whistling a mysterious tune.
(sorry, the pic does not reflect their kiss….)