June wanted to take her finger away from Jim�s mouth and kiss him. If she did that they would be doing it again crossing the friendship line they crossed before, and she couldn't bear to waste all that time arguing again. They had something special, could they get that back? Was it the 20-year thing? Were they both relying on the old and familiar to make them happy? Not her! Here she was in his arms, listening to the words he has just said to her, reading the note, realising he was telling her all she had wanted to tell him. She could hear his heart pounding, he was looking down at her, those blue eyes with so much love for her, so much love to give, and he was waiting for a response.
She pushed him away her mind was racing, she stopped thinking about them all she could think of was the time he told her he had met Marie. He hurt her badly; there she was thinking he was going to propose, when he was telling her he was marrying another woman. He�d told her time and time again he loved her, that they would share many special nights together forever, Here he was saying it again to her. She knew in the short time he was married he wasn't happy; she wasn't going to be his victim though. She wasn't making herself available for him just because he was divorced now. She couldn't think straight, yes, yes deep inside she still loved him and if the truth be known she would always be available for Jim because for her there was and would never be no other but Jim. Does he love her? Does he need her? He was right she did need someone to hold her and she wanted Jim. But it was all coming back to her everything or so she thought....
'June what is it? Whatever you're thinking good or bad tell me. If we are going to this again and this time we will do it forever you...we have to be honest with each other.'
June turned to him he was standing at the window pleading in his eyes; he wanted to hear that she loved him. With her arms folded across her chest she turned away and said,
'There were nights when the wind was so cold and my body froze in bed if I just listened to it right outside the window. There were days when the sun was so cool all the tears turned to dust and I just knew my eyes where drying out forever. I finished crying the instant that you left and I can't remember when or where or how, and I banished every memory you and I had ever made.'
June turned to look at Jim; he was expecting that and as turned to him a single tear rolled down his cheek. I�ve lost her he thought. June walked slowly over to Jim mixed emotions running through her head, mixed thoughts and mixed memories. As reached Jim she waited...he thought whether or not I need to do this he reached out his hand hoping she would accept. June looked deep into his eyes; yes it was all coming back to her. She walked into his arms.
'When you touch me like this and you hold me like that it's all coming back to me.� She reached his cheek with her hand and stroked his face as he closed his eyes,' When I touch you like this when I hold you like that it's so hard to believe but it's all coming back to me.� As June stroked his cheek Jim ran his hand down her back and stopped at the base of her spine. She placed both hands either side of his face she wanted to kiss him. In her mind there were moments of gold and flashes of light, she remembered she hoped he knew there were things they'd done but never do again but at the time they'd seemed so right. She could feel her heart race next to his she was aware that her own breathing was becoming faster her head felt light. She could see the nights of endless pleasure it was more than any love had allowed. The sharp in take of breath made her do it she pulled Jim close and kissed him softly on the lips as he whispered 'Oh June.'
'When I kiss you like this and if you whisper like that it was not long ago but it's all coming back to me. If you want me like this, if you need me like that, it was that long ago but it's all coming back to me, it�s so hard to resist but it's all coming back to me. I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me.'
Jim held her he wanted her like that; he needed her like this he loved her as June. She let go and looked up at him,
'There were those empty threats and hollow lies whenever you tried to hurt me I just hurt you even worse and so much deeper. There hours that just went on for days when alone at last we count up all the chances that were lost to us forever. I made you history with the slamming of the door and I made myself so strong again somehow. I never wasted any of my time on you since then...till now'.
Jim held he hands by her sides he could feel she was hurting, cold but not cold towards him. He knew she had to make him see how much he had hurt her.
She squeezed his hand he kissed her hand and she shivered.' You see if I touch you like this and if you kiss me like that'-Jim was kissing her neck to her that was one of the most erotic places Jim would please her. She knew it he knew it and it still worked for them.
'If I touch you like this and if I kiss you like that'-June was gently drawing her nails down the back of his shirt and kissing his neck just under his ear lobe two of the thing that June always did that would make Jim always want more.
'It's all coming back to me when you touch me like this when you hold me like that.� Jim had wrapped his arms around her waist and drawn her closer to him so that her head was resting under his chin and he was kissing the top her head and stroking her hair, brushing it behind her ears. June looked up at Jim,' When you see me like this and when I see you like that then we see what we want to see all coming back to us, The flesh and the fantasies all coming back to me I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me.'
Jim held her hand and led her through the lounge and up the stairs in silence the walked up not taking their eyes of each other. She wanted to, he wanted to, cross that line again but this time she felt it, It was going to be different, it had to be different. As they reached the top of the stairs June stopped Jim,
'If you forgive me all this, if I forgive you all that we forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me.'
Jim pulled June into the room it was dark except for the street lamp shining through the window. He walked over and drew the curtains. It was all coming back to him the nights, the days the afternoons even they had spent making love in that room. He wanted to recall just as she did the flesh and the fantasies they shared. Jim walked over to June and slowly eased the straps of her dress down her shoulders as June stared at Jim doing this she began to unbutton his shirt as he leaned into her neck to kiss it he whispered in her ears,
'When you see me like this, when I see you like that we see just what we want to see all coming back to us. I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me...and if you kiss me like this...' Jim waited as June kissed him softly but with her tongue forcing him to part his lips and he hungrily searched for it with his the kiss was warm and soft.
'And if I touch you like this'.... June waited as Jim began to unzip her dress slowly letting it fall to the floor as he had finished she stepped out of it and kicked it to one side. June unbuttoned his shirt and eased it off his back and traced her finger up in a line from his waist to the centre of his chest up his neck and stopping on his lips she traced her fingers around them as he gently licked her finger and was about to suck it in when June smiled and whispered softly. �Jim if you do it like this. It�s all coming back to me and if we..................?????'
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