Two Eyes Cenote [m] Burrowing

“Show me,” huskily comes the demand. She arches her neck to kiss under his jaw, thinking she was very successful in appearing unaffected while inside her emotions were webbing.

Her mind is shut off. She gives in to her senses and to this man who treats her like a lover, lending himself in and all around, strumming them through the stars.

But he would not stay, she knew that. He had his river, and she her palace. After tonight, she’d never see him again. She knew it, knew it, but still took and gave until she drifted to sleep in his arms.