| ||Happiness is a Butterfly by Marchen|| |
|Leap of Faith|
July 7, 2021
The small incandescent raindrops sparkled on the window as the night air touched my cheeks with its cool fingers. The moon glowed down on him as he made his way to our parked car, his body moving with fluid grace. He climbed into the passenger seat and turned to me.
I opened my heart to Jack and was still completely under his spell. I wanted to reach out and draw him close to me. He was my magnet. I pulled back, looked into his long-lashed brown eyes.
"Show me." I steeled my voice.
"Can we go home first Em?" he asked, his voice just above a whisper. A vulnerability, rarely seen, edged his words. He looked into my eyes and saw the answer. His hands shook slightly as he opened his jeans and exposed himself to me. I breathed deeply.
"Take them off," I said, my voice hard.
"Someone will see." His voice was pleading. I was not sure who was putting on the better show, me being dominant or him with his hesitancy.
"Take them off or get out."
He looked around. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and raised his ass from the seat. He awkwardly slid the pants down his muscular legs, left them in a heap at his feet and leaned back in the seat, now fully exposed. He peeled back the dressing.
"She did a nice job," I said, looking down at his lap, hairless and impressive. I smiled at Jack’s eager response as I lightly smoothed my fingers over his skin, feeling his body quiver at my delicate touch.
"That hurt, didn't it?" I asked, a small smile playing on my lips as I stroked his face softly.
He nodded then smiled. The tattoo above his semi-hard shaft said "Em's".
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