and my eyes roll back. As the ripples of bliss
electrify my body, I succumb to sublime relief. My body shudders as ripples
re-form into waves crashing down to my toes. The sweat oozes from our pores as we
both pant uncontrollably, and the intoxicating aroma of Italian cologne fills
the room, evaporating with the heat from our bodies.
He gathers
me up tightly at my waist, his hips juddering as he joins me in relief. He
pushes forward hard, aching to get deeper, and I feel him for one last time, in
his wondrous, throbbing entirety, just before the all-consuming mania begins to
subside.
Eventually,
when the energy has been zapped from every cell in his body, the stranger collapses
in a heap beside me, with one final exhalation of satisfaction. Bird-song
begins to filter through the open window, almost like a symbolic finale of our
climax. My enigmatic lover leans over to give me a sensual yet affectionate
kiss on my cheek and I become intrigued.
“Morning Pru-Bear,”
the voice whispers softly.
Chapter 6 - Disclosure
I stare hard
in the dim light as his silhouette becomes familiar. There was only one person
who ever called me that.
“Ethan ?Your hair…?” I pause mid-way to change my intonation from shocked to
breezy, “… you’ve had it cropped, it looks gorgeous. Wow, you took your ‘Top
Gun’ role seriously last night,” I laugh, brushing my hand back and forth over it.
The short bristles were such a lovely sensation and I don’t want to stop
touching him.
The only way
I can describe my reaction to this bizarre event is one of having the breath
knocked out of me. I realise it would seem rather suspicious to continue my
confrontation with Ethan at this late stage so I try to maintain a nonchalance.
Anyway, I’m in no position to throw accusations at him, considering what I
thought I was doing five minutes ago!
He helps me
up to the pillows at the top of the bed and drags the sheet over us.
“I just
fancied a change,” he smiles, as his hand joins mine to rub over the strange
feel of bristles. “I freaked out as soon as soon as I heard the buzz of the clippers
so I’m glad you like it.”
“And what’s
with the stubble?” I ask. "You went to the stag-night without having a
shave?”
Ethan generally
had two looks; raw and rugged for everyday and urbane and groomed for special
occasions. I found the two equally scrumptious to whatever mood I was in, but
admittedly I was always in the mood for him.
“I know, it’s a bit slack isn’t
it? I was going to get the barber to do it but I figure a cut-throat shave isn’t
a smart move when you’re feeling agitated. I’ll do it when we get home.”
“Don’t rush
on my account. You look damn fine either way…but I do love the scrape against
my thighs.”
He smiles
and pulls me in close, reassuring me that I haven’t yet been rumbled and
indicating that he likes my forthright language.
“That was a
quite a performance considering the state you were in last night,” he whispers
as he nibbles affectionately at my ear.
“So what
happened last night?” I change the subject in an attempt to curb any accidental
revelations.
“Well, we
were in Libertines and then I left early because I wanted to be at home
when you got in. I don’t think Jonah even noticed I’d left, he was too busy
offering all the guys a lap-dance. Then half-hour after arriving back, Suzy
rang sounding concerned and said you kept asking for me. So I grabbed an
overnight bag, picked you up in a taxi and booked us into here.”
It upsets me
to think I cannot recall most of the night. “The last thing I remember is
passing out on the back seat.”
“So you
don’t remember anything after the taxi?” enquires Ethan.
I think
carefully before I answer. “Not really, it’s just all a blur.”
Ethan begins
to chuckle as I watch him picturing a comical scene in his mind and gestures
with his hand to signal that he wants to poke fun at my seldom seen ineptness.
“You
disappeared
electrify my body, I succumb to sublime relief. My body shudders as ripples
re-form into waves crashing down to my toes. The sweat oozes from our pores as we
both pant uncontrollably, and the intoxicating aroma of Italian cologne fills
the room, evaporating with the heat from our bodies.
He gathers
me up tightly at my waist, his hips juddering as he joins me in relief. He
pushes forward hard, aching to get deeper, and I feel him for one last time, in
his wondrous, throbbing entirety, just before the all-consuming mania begins to
subside.
Eventually,
when the energy has been zapped from every cell in his body, the stranger collapses
in a heap beside me, with one final exhalation of satisfaction. Bird-song
begins to filter through the open window, almost like a symbolic finale of our
climax. My enigmatic lover leans over to give me a sensual yet affectionate
kiss on my cheek and I become intrigued.
“Morning Pru-Bear,”
the voice whispers softly.
Chapter 6 - Disclosure
I stare hard
in the dim light as his silhouette becomes familiar. There was only one person
who ever called me that.
“Ethan ?Your hair…?” I pause mid-way to change my intonation from shocked to
breezy, “… you’ve had it cropped, it looks gorgeous. Wow, you took your ‘Top
Gun’ role seriously last night,” I laugh, brushing my hand back and forth over it.
The short bristles were such a lovely sensation and I don’t want to stop
touching him.
The only way
I can describe my reaction to this bizarre event is one of having the breath
knocked out of me. I realise it would seem rather suspicious to continue my
confrontation with Ethan at this late stage so I try to maintain a nonchalance.
Anyway, I’m in no position to throw accusations at him, considering what I
thought I was doing five minutes ago!
He helps me
up to the pillows at the top of the bed and drags the sheet over us.
“I just
fancied a change,” he smiles, as his hand joins mine to rub over the strange
feel of bristles. “I freaked out as soon as soon as I heard the buzz of the clippers
so I’m glad you like it.”
“And what’s
with the stubble?” I ask. "You went to the stag-night without having a
shave?”
Ethan generally
had two looks; raw and rugged for everyday and urbane and groomed for special
occasions. I found the two equally scrumptious to whatever mood I was in, but
admittedly I was always in the mood for him.
“I know, it’s a bit slack isn’t
it? I was going to get the barber to do it but I figure a cut-throat shave isn’t
a smart move when you’re feeling agitated. I’ll do it when we get home.”
“Don’t rush
on my account. You look damn fine either way…but I do love the scrape against
my thighs.”
He smiles
and pulls me in close, reassuring me that I haven’t yet been rumbled and
indicating that he likes my forthright language.
“That was a
quite a performance considering the state you were in last night,” he whispers
as he nibbles affectionately at my ear.
“So what
happened last night?” I change the subject in an attempt to curb any accidental
revelations.
“Well, we
were in Libertines and then I left early because I wanted to be at home
when you got in. I don’t think Jonah even noticed I’d left, he was too busy
offering all the guys a lap-dance. Then half-hour after arriving back, Suzy
rang sounding concerned and said you kept asking for me. So I grabbed an
overnight bag, picked you up in a taxi and booked us into here.”
It upsets me
to think I cannot recall most of the night. “The last thing I remember is
passing out on the back seat.”
“So you
don’t remember anything after the taxi?” enquires Ethan.
I think
carefully before I answer. “Not really, it’s just all a blur.”
Ethan begins
to chuckle as I watch him picturing a comical scene in his mind and gestures
with his hand to signal that he wants to poke fun at my seldom seen ineptness.
“You
disappeared
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