Special moments like this were as rare as
precious jewels, I thought, So much of our lives were
spent on one level, coping, attending to the mundane,
the ordinary details and chores. Days, weeks, even
months could pass before something so wonderful and
true, something so memorable and unique would happen to us. Some
memories did sparkle like diamonds in the darkness, restoring our hopes and dreams, but mostly telling us we were capable of love
and being loved.
I turned and we kissed.
Passion rose in waves mimicking the sea,
undulating up my legs, climbing with every touch,
with every breath we took. He swept his arm under
me and scooped me up, gently placing me on the bed.
He gazed down at me so intently, my heart began to
pound like a Caribbean steel drum. I reached up for
him and he knelt beside the bed and slowly began to
undress me, first removing my shoes, then unzipping
the back of my dress and peeling it away. He took off
my panty hose, then undid my bra and lowered my
panties. Bare naked and spread before him. I felt my
heart skip beats, my breathing grow so fast and
furious I had to close my eyes to keep the room from
spinning.
I expected him to be beside me in moments,
naked and loving. but when I opened my eyes, he was
still gazing down at me and he was still dressed. "Thatcher," I moaned. "What are you doing?" "I want to capture the vision of you forever and
ever, just like this, delicious, waiting."
"That's unfair," I complained, and he laughed. To continue the exquisite torment, he brought
his lips to mine, but kept his hands away. I could feel
every part of me tingling with anticipation, crying out