Dysfunctional Family

The lights are dim, and the sound of the ocean waves crashing upon the shore can be heard in the distance. The soft sea breeze whistles through the open French doors as the sun sets slowly on the horizon, a thin purple line in the sky.

I feel your presence. The smell of your subtle, manly cologne wafts through the room. Your eyes see right through me. You lured me with your charm. I have fallen hopelessly under your spell, and become ensnared in your web, as does the fly to the spider. I feel so vulnerable and naked, but I can't defy or escape you, nor do I want to. You ripped off my outer shell and seeped into my open heart.

Slowly, you walk towards me, taking forever to reach me. You pull off your cloak and throw it on a nearby chair, with an air of grace. I close my eyes, waiting for you, longing for you. Your intense stare sends a shiver down my spine, and I will myself not to tremble as you skim a hand down my throat and across the neckline of my shirt.

You stroke my cheek and clutch my neck. You lean in and kiss me, long and slow. I whimper and loose all control. It is rough yet sweet, and I surrender myself to you. Seductively, your mouth demands mine. You force yourself closer, tasting me, exploring me. Between kisses you pull the shirt over my head. I unbutton your pants, as you kiss my neck.

Shakily, I pull the silk shirt over your head. Quivering with pleasure, I gently slide my hands down the rippling muscles of your chest. Your finger skims the creamy skin of the top of my breast. I take in breath audibly, gasping at the feeling of your skin on mine. You untie my corset, and my breasts spill out into your welcoming hands.

We sink into the plush, feather down bed. Hungrily, your hands roam my body. You stoke my side with your fingers until you find my hips. Slowly you pull off my skirt.

Our breathing becomes louder, as do the moans of my pleasure. I gently tug on your ear with my teeth as you kiss my neck. You explore my body with your hands, your lips following closely, making each kiss last. My hands find their way to your soft, smooth back.

You trace the contours of my body with your tongue. I glide my hands down your back as you return to my lips. You thrust your great erection into my body. You enter me with ease. I cry out at the feeling of you tearing through me. You press yourself upon me. Deeper and deeper I beckon you, craving your presence inside me. Your body fits with mine, like the missing piece to a perfect puzzle.

Our panting grows in the silence and the kisses faster, as the body heat becomes more intense. My chest moves up and down, slower and deeper with each breath. Our bodies are intertwined. My grip on your shoulders becomes tighter as the minutes pass.

"Lucius!" I scream your name in ecstasy. Time slows, and the room spins as you get closer and closer. I can't think nor speak. All I can do is take in static breaths, as my heart beats louder and louder. I cry out in pleasure, causing you to smirk, knowing you're the only man that can make me feel this way.

I am lost in a sensation of joy, and bliss. I reach my sweet release, and am soaring in an endless ocean of stars. You reach the same pleasurable climax, and together we float in pure ecstasy.

We both lay there for a few minutes, breathing deeply. Suddenly you get up and begin dressing. "Why in such a hurry?" I ask.

"I have much work to do, people to attend to... I don't have time for foolish distractions," you answer, a snobbish flare arising in your voice.

"You're serious?" I ask in disbelief. I rise and walk to you.

"Just know that this will never happen again, Molly." You grab your things and leave.

You leave me there alone, with just a shattered memory of what I thought was love, and a child in my womb.