Dimmed Lights

Turning,
He switches off the light
His icy blue eyes watching her
Capturing every tremble

Silently, He walks to the bed
Shedding his clothes as he strides closer
Still watching her

A heated whisper escapes from him,
As he pushes her back down on the mattress
And stands
Letting his gaze roam over her

Breath quickening,
She reaches for him
Captures his shoulders
Pulls him close for a passion-heated kiss

A moan flies from her,
As his hands glide over her skin
Savoring each slight curve
His icy eyes never leaving hers

Arching,
She takes him deep
Holds him there
As shudder after shudder wracks through them

He begins to move,
Each slide delicious torture
Skin glimmering with passion
As the lights dim further

She wakes up

Shawna Gordon
Dec. 11, 2000