Theatre

We walk in together.

It's dark. The glow of the screen illuminates our path.

I stop, grab his hand and he turns.

Our eyes lock on each other.

I pull him closer to me and kiss him, passionately.

He kisses me back.

His scent. Intoxicating. Fierce.

My body trembles as he pushes me against the wall.

His lips move from mine, down my neck towards my breasts.

Our hearts racing. We know.



He grasps my hand with his.

His other moves down my side and across my back.

Pulling me towards him.

I feel him rise and I want to take him in.

His lips press to mine, then

Gently bite my lower lip.

My thighs ache. He pushes me back.

Against the wall, hard.

He draws my hand above my head.

Taking control, like I hoped he would.



He slips his hand under my shirt.

Caressing my skin. Tickling my side oh so slightly.

I feel his warm hand run across my back.

My bra is loose. His lips lower down my neck.

His hand up to my breast.

Rising more, he presses on me.

Then, his arms wrap around me.

He pulls me away from the safety of the wall.

I push him back, to the other side.

Gliding my hands down his chest, down.

My lips pressed to his. I move up to his ear, biting a little.

Slowly, my soft lips make their way down his neck.



Then, blackness. Music. The movie.

We stop, hearts pounding, longing for more.

Staring intently at each other.

We quickly readjust and join the others.