This Wish I Wish Tonight

Star light....

He kissed me. 

On that rooftop, with the mist causing the lights to halo, making the black of night turn grey, he cupped my cheeks, ever so gently, and with no hesitation, he kissed me.

My knees didn’t just go weak; they melted. 

It wasn’t just surprise and shock that caused my heart to race, and then to stop.

When I had texted him with the words – I’ve always wanted to be kissed on a rooftop. Wanna oblige? – I never expected he would take me up on it. He was sober. Me? Not so much.

Star bright...

Friends. It’s a word I take very seriously. Especially with him.

But, this felt more than friendly. More than someone obliging a fantasy.

Maybe it was the gallon of wine I’d consumed. But my body tingled. My pussy clenched, and I could feel dampness slicking my thighs that had nothing to do with the weather.

I heard a holler from behind him. We were being watched.

I didn’t care. I’d put on a show. 

Just please don’t stop.

In the middle of the magic Mother Nature was creating around us, something was unleashed. I barely had a handle on my self-control as his tongue explored my mouth, his hands remaining steady on my back.

The first star I see tonight...

I wanted to whisper to him to put his hands on me… 

to run them over my body... 

I wanted those long fingers to tangle in my hair… 

pull at my curls so he could take my mouth harder…

wetter…

faster…

slower.

A bundle of contradictions and ellipses, feelings and hormones crashed and clashed in my mind and body.

As his lips encased mine, as our tongues danced in a first moment, time stopped for me, and it seems I wanted harder than I’d ever wanted before.

Dared I ask?

Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight....

©Miz Angell 2017