Vignette
Vignette
She awoke from a deep sleep, her face pressed into the pillow. She could hear his steps even as she struggled to the surface of her dreams. She rolled over to her side. The shifted position made her breasts ache as the gravity pulled their weight down With a shiver she reached for the throw, to pull it tightly around her neck. Through her heavy lidded eyes she saw nothing but felt his presence beside her, gently tugging at the cover. He pulled down a corner, just enough to expose her chest. He watched it rise and fall with a slow, even rhythm. His fingers reached for her. Unhurried in their pace, he unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, then the next, and then another, until her shirt had nothing to hold him back. Her breath came out soft and sweet as he reached for the clasp on her bra. He gently unlocked the cup and coaxed her breast through the confines of the bra. She felt the pain as its swollen contents spilled into the cool night air. With eyes closed, she sighed as she felt his lips seeking out her aching nipple. The warmth of his face pressed into her breast comforted her, relaxed her, relieved her. This was the moment she loved. She cradled his head against her body as he began to suckle, the milk flowing from her breast into his waiting mouth.
She awoke from a deep sleep, her face pressed into the pillow. She could hear his steps even as she struggled to the surface of her dreams. She rolled over to her side. The shifted position made her breasts ache as the gravity pulled their weight down With a shiver she reached for the throw, to pull it tightly around her neck. Through her heavy lidded eyes she saw nothing but felt his presence beside her, gently tugging at the cover. He pulled down a corner, just enough to expose her chest. He watched it rise and fall with a slow, even rhythm. His fingers reached for her. Unhurried in their pace, he unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, then the next, and then another, until her shirt had nothing to hold him back. Her breath came out soft and sweet as he reached for the clasp on her bra. He gently unlocked the cup and coaxed her breast through the confines of the bra. She felt the pain as its swollen contents spilled into the cool night air. With eyes closed, she sighed as she felt his lips seeking out her aching nipple. The warmth of his face pressed into her breast comforted her, relaxed her, relieved her. This was the moment she loved. She cradled his head against her body as he began to suckle, the milk flowing from her breast into his waiting mouth.
14年前
