That night she whipped a storm. Dotted lights spangled on the dark road and glittered spots flitted like ants in the scorching heat and horns splintered her ear. A fag was lit and smoke held inside the parched throat, blown like strewn leaves curled in the air. She stood alone on the sprawling balcony and gently unlaced the golden bra, untied the white pyjama, traipsing naked on the icy cold floor. An air of comfort engulfed her slim body and hands caressing her long legs, moving slowly on her breast, to pinch the nipples. She was unmoved by the pain and sensation of a piercing needle. She smiled and cupped her hand on the upper lip.
The wind blew in intermittent ruffle, stroking the curly hair ensconced in her hand and spinning in the form of a hairy ball. She emptied the soul and lit a second cigarette, “Fuck the world.” Legs flailed on the steel handle at the edge of the balcony. Thoughts wiped off. Memory lulled. She gently turned her round body and seductive walked inside the apartment, stopped brusquely to wade out on the balcony. The night was still and haunting. The shiny black eyes bobbed towards the Queen Necklace at Marine Drive. She chucked him out of her life.
A heavy and light night witnessed mad, intense love. Lips curled and swirled at the tip of tongues lashing. Rolling on the bed, she bent and pressed his knee, unzipped his denim and hand flitted inside his underwear. He became hard and moaned. He panted and pulled her white skirt, pressing the boob. The skin male body sat like a force on her and the face cupped on the white sheet with hands running on her back. She moved swiftly like a warrior and lay on top of him in the stormy night. Naked skins smothered like foams and caressed each other like feather. Horn! Thunder! Screeching! Splinter of glasses! Windy chime! Moaning! A crescendo reached and the waves crashed like steam. Ferocious heartbeat. Thud! Thud! Thud!
Hands lay still on the steel bar. Head slouched on the speckled white tiles and jolted out of her reverie. She fixed the deserted dark road and a large wry smile surfaced on her face. Inside the huge hall, a male naked body slouched on the red sofa. Blood dripped on his forehead and lay cold as drop of red clotted stain pierced through the hairy chest. The lover was shot point-blank on the head and chest. Seduction and satiated expression flashed on a fresh face after consuming the first night and last night with the bride.
Love
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