” Our true love will never die ” he promised her in a second of passion
his hands gently cradling her face
his dark eyes swallowed her body and soul.
She gave her flesh, her bone, the air in her lungs to him, with cool gentle sigh
that became a shiver racing down her spine.
She was a feast. She was delicious.
She reached out for him.
Her touch felt like a whisper
against his skin
as she took his hands in hers
kissed him gently on his practiced,
well used mouth.
She looked up and smiled
she parted her lips
pressed her teeth
against the side of his neck
and bit down.
When she was done with her eternal goodnight kiss,
she pulled her head away and she asked his empty flat eyes
” Want to bet? ”
Inspired by the Daily Addictions Prompt: Access