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The Hunter's Game.



You're standing at the bar. You sent me dancing with some friends. You look at me and smile. I blow you a kiss when no one is looking. Feeling free, the base is pumping and I'm moving to the beat. I see her coming. I know the type. That special kind of hunter that won't take no for an answer. When she stops in front of you, throws her hair back and smiles I know you're her prey.

She begins to talk to you. You smile back at her. She puts her hand on your arm. Classic move. Red lips and tight skirt. Push up bra and I can almost smell her sweet perfume. You look at me. I smile. You smile back at me. When she notices she has lost your attention she immediately start looking for the person you're smiling at.

I hide behind a big guy. I want to see her play her game. When she doesn't see anyone she turns to you again. The stakes are up. The hungry hunter steps in and the lip thing begins. Tip of the tongue wets the slightly separated lips. She's going to give you the works. Eyelids flicker, fake lashes dancing. Hips moving softly. One step closer. Leaning forward showing that cleavage.

I can't help it. I begin to laugh. You see me laughing and give me a nod to get my ass over here. I excuse myself and begin crossing the floor. She's so into you she doesn't even see me. When I'm close enough you pull me in and kiss me. Deeply. The smell of her perfume lingers a short while then it's gone. And so is she.

You hand me my whiskey and I sip it. You begin to laugh. I'm not smiling anymore. There's a fire storm coming and you nod at my drink. I swallow it all down. You take my hand and we wave at the others. We begin walking home. Twenty minutes of silence. Your arm around my shoulders. My head against your shoulder.

The moment the door closes I'm kicking my boots of and you are pulling my shirt over my head. We move towards the bedroom and when we reach the bed we're naked. You sit down on the bed and pull me close. You make me sit on your lap and soon you are inside me. My hands are on your knees and yours are on my hips steering me.

We move in the same pace looking at each other the whole time. I can see your lust and you can see mine. We kiss. I put my arms around you and you move faster. I press myself against you. You hear I'm almost there. Your arms around me. It feels like we are one. And in that moment I feel that we were meant to be, just like this.

 

 




Prosa (Kortnovell) av Erika H
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Publicerad 2015-03-22 15:28



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