A 100 word story
For Lindsay
Swaying hips
hypnotized him as he followed her along the beach. Leaving behind dying embers,
they entered shadow. She tasted of salt, sweat, and Coppertone, and while his
tongue stumbled over the stubble of sand clinging to warm skin he swore he’d
never known sweeter.
Her emerald eyes
glimmered in silver moonlight, and fingers danced over flesh; taking pleasure
in giving the same. Mouths stole breath from one another; surrendering to
passion even as they realized the coming day would dissolve the promises
spilling from their lips in the dark.
After, they lay, entangled,
whispering drowsy endearments to the stars.
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