Mis escritos/ My writings (III)

Esta es la continuación de Mis escritos (II), el cual posteé allá lejos y hace tiempo, en agosto del 2008... estaba guardado para posteo y nunca llegó al blog... así que hoy lo comparto:

"... Su mano recorriendo el cuerpo de ella sin apuro, desvistiéndola mientras que ella hacía lo suyo con él. Su boca buscando los labios sedientos de placer de esta mujer que lo había hecho enloquecer desde el primer momento en que se miraron a los ojos. Y él, tan predispuesto que había estado a hacerla suya para luego desecharla como a las otras, que no pudo más que entregarse a la magia que este cuerpo ya desnudo le estaba convidando.

Y lo hizo suyo, lentamente, con suavidad, con mucha ternura, como nunca jamás antes lo había hecho, una y otra vez, nunca cansándose de tanta pasión, queriendo sentirse completo como se sentía ahora, no queriendo partir ya nunca más del lado de esta mujer, de sus brazos, de sus caricias, de sus besos, de todo su ser.
Qué extraña magia se había apoderado de él en esta tarde de julio?

Él NO iba a aferrarse, no iba a volverse dependiente, no necesitaba a esta mujer ni a ninguna otra en su vida... no deseaba enamorarse. Mas sabía que ya no podría evitarlo, que estaba sucediendo y él se había entregado por entero al hechizo de la que ahora era su hembra. A tal punto había ocurrido esto, que aunque pasaran largas horas juntos, apenas llegaba a su casa, le avisaba que ya había llegado, que la extrañaba, que la deseaba... y no podía no estar en contacto con ella... la necesitaba tanto!!!

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Así compartieron cada día de esa semana, con una entrega total. Y él temía, no quería salir lastimado en esta historia... y por eso, a la semana siguiente, aunque habían quedado en encontrarse como todas las tardes, la llamó y le dijo que no iba, que no tenía ganas de tener que hacerla suya una y otra vez. Sabía que con estas palabras la lastimaría... pero él no podía darse el lujo de sufrir... ya no..."


This is the third part of "My writings", which I posted so long ago, back in August 2008... it was kept with my drafts to be posted, but it never made it to my blog... so here it is now:

"... His hand slowly touching every inch of her body, undressing her while she did the same with him. His lips looking for this woman's thirsty lips, a mouth so needy of pleasure and desire, this woman who had driven him crazy since the first moment they looked into each other's eyes. And he, who had been so well-predisposed to use her and then dump her as he had done with all the rest, couldn't but let himself feel hypnotized by the magic of this naked body.

And he did his job, slowly, so softly, with so much care and attention, as he had never done before, once and again, over and over, never tiring of so much passion, wanting to feel complete as he was feeling right now, not wanting to ever again leave this woman's side, her arms, her touch, her kisses, all of her.
What strange magic had taken over him this July afternoon?
He was NOT going to hold on to her, he was not going to become dependent nor attached, he didn't need this woman nor any other in his life... he didn't want to fall in love. But he knew that he could not avoid it, that it was happening to him and he had given in to the spell this woman who was now his had cast over him.
And this had happened in such a way, that in spite of spending long hours together, as soon as he got home, he would phone her to say how much he missed her, how much he wanted her... he could not be away from her, he needed her so much!!!
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This is how they spent each and every day that week, with an absolute giving in to each other. And he was afraid, he did not want to be the one to suffer in this story... and that is why, the following week, although they had agreed to meet as they had every afternoon before, he phoned her and told her he would not be going to see her, that he just was not in the mood to make her his over and over again. He knew that these words would hurt her... but he could not suffer... not ever again..."