It is a little after 11 on a Thursday night. We both worked late and we’re about to go to bed together in your apartment. We crawl into bed and I hold you in my arms. You push your hips back into me. I whisper in your ear, “if you do that again I’m going to pull your shorts off and take you any way I want.” You push back into me twice more.
I roll you onto your back and pull off your shorts as I kiss you. I pull off my boxers as I climb between your legs. You grab me, guiding me towards you….to enter you. I look in your eyes.
I wake up.
That was five years ago.
This memory still comes in my dreams. I wake up and my arms long to hold you. My heart misses you. And my body desires you.
It’s Thursday night.