The One That Watches Us
I wake up next to you; naked, feeling your body against mine. I can hear your slow, leisurely breathing. I couldn't help but smile when I saw where I am. You're sleeping soundly, you're tired I know.
After a long night of drinking and dancing, it was dawn when we decided to leave that bar, the one where everyone is going to end the night, that bar that is the witness of the beginning of this, that bar in which while dancing; we were flirting, we insinuated that we wanted each other, in that bar where I took the first step and brought my mouth closer to yours, where you didn't hesitate to devour my lips, to get closer to you, and there while our bodies bathed in sweat from all the heat of that exciting city, from the shaking of our bodies to the rhythm of the music, at that moment, that third companion Jack Daniel's arrived.
It took me a while to understand who he was, and why he was there, but it was easy to remember him, he was with us since the night started when we sat on the rooftop to have a few drinks with more friends. At first, there was a distance between the two of us, we had known each other for a few weeks, a few words between you and me, cordial greetings, and nothing more.
But as the night was progressing, Jack Daniel's invited us again and again to try it, to play with him, and we let him become our friend.
The atmosphere changed, we needed more, the night asked for more, the heat of the city, asked us to go higher, for more air, and we arrived at an x letter of the alphabet, the one they use to mark, and we used it. We used it; so that no one else would come near; so that we could be left alone; so that our desires would take their course.
That taste that was on our lips, that feeling that it produced, took us to your room where at first everything was innocent we just talked nothing more, maybe to get to know each other more and at least be able to say some things about the other.
And then, a confession that was the first step to what we were longing for, I confessed to having seen you in one of those apps where by moving photos to the right or left to decide in a superficial way who you like. I confessed to having overlooked you, all because of confusion created by having mutual friends.
But that didn’t matter, when I confess that I swept left I could see in your eyes how the passion was awakening, as you approached me to your body, you said in my ear in a low voice, whispering... “anyway, we ended up here anyway”.
The flirtatious, exploratory kisses that we had in that bar gave way to fire, short kisses, full of lust intoxicated us even more, our sweaty clothes only weighed us down, hindered our mission to explore our bodies, explored it with our fingers, to kiss every corner with our lips.
And then that desired touch came, the one that since our lips met for the first time we were longing for, an indescribable feeling.
There was an instant when time stopped, a small instant in which our eyes connected, and a small smile gave way to an infinity of kisses.
Kisses that, along with synchronized movements, were increasing in intensity, our breathing accelerated, and sounds of pleasure gushed from our mouths.
You like a true gentleman, you let my pleasure to come first, you made sure that all my desires were satisfied, that my body would reach its limit and give up when I couldn't take it anymore, when I felt that current that ran through my body from the tips of my fingers, all over my back and exploded in my sex, only at that moment when I descended from that pleasant sensation and let my body relax, only at that moment you gave up, you collapsed after letting everything fall, a groaning groan came out of your mouth, and I knew you had done it, that at that moment you were following me in that descent in which we would lay down side by side.
At that moment our friend, who had accompanied us all night, made an appearance again, he was a spectator, simply observing the havoc he had caused, he looked proud, what a few sips of his liquid creation made between a couple of strangers who desired each other and let themselves be carried as far as their conscience left them.
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