The Life of Mia #1

A serie based on the character Mia – the rebellious one.  A single twenty-something woman in search of many things – love not being one of them. Complicated is her middle name.

 

#1 – The Scent of Lust

roseFrom the restaurant we manage to strode across the road, crossing pavements and narrow alleys. We leave behind an unwanted audience as we make our way to his apartment seeking privacy. To a place he’s been spending lonely nights after his wife pressed pause on their marriage. Their marital problems has long existed before my time. But at this moment, there is no denying I’m about to enter a dangerous zone – in which I become a part of the problem and far from the solution.

We’ve been fighting the urge for thirty-two days whilst leading with our common sense. Most days we tango around the idea of what if while knowing the forbidden path we must ignore. Nevertheless, taming lust it’s a battle lost if not kept the distance. Alas, the heart wants what it wants. In this case a bad combination.

I stand still by the door, afraid of my own steps and where it may lead – perhaps to nowhere. In the name of curiosity,  I’m willing to surrender  during the time my heart makes a dramatic plea to make a run for it. Only, I long for his touch, for his embrace, for his everything. Once again, here we are with our lust fuming the room we stand in as we’re locked and lost in one another. Intoxicated with lust and passion.

His smile softens his face, his blue saphire stare captivating my attention as he moves towards me coming within reach of my shivering body.

“I don’t have the strength to run and never look back.” surprisingly there is a slight tremble in his voice. His palm gently caressing my face, his thumb touching my lips as they slowly part with his movement.

All at once, his breath brushes over me and discarding doubts…and fear. His scent covers my wanting body, tormenting my every sense. Pleasing my lust…my want. Every inch of his available skin is violently gratifying. His lips on my teasing whilst pulling off with greed. In weakness, I taste heaven but find the devil in me.

Out of breath and yearning for more – lust makes its plea as I whisper the words;

“Don’t run.”

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A.B.


Photo credit: <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/79123642@N04/25027328475″>Open the key to your heart</a> via <a href=”http://photopin.com”>photopin</a&gt; <a href=”https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/”>(license)</a&gt;

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