LadyPhoenix1965: Joe and I had been separated only 6 months. I called him my ex, but the divorce wasn't final. He kept coming around, hoping to rekindle things, but there was so much 'stuff' to work on, I didn't see the point of moving forward, and I certainly had no intentions of being intimate with him! But now...
"Joe... I..." His eyes were ablaze. I knew there was no talking sense to him. He was now in complete control, there was nothing I could do, he held all the cards...
I knew that look, ohh I knew.. manytimes before he had approached
me in that manner. Now, I knew there was no escape.."honey",
I pleaded, "are you sure you want to do this".. I asked as he slowly pulled the drapes closed and walked toward the dorr..
"you know what time this is" he smirked as he deftly made sure the door was locked.. I need you, and I need you now"...
the words were barely out of his mouth as he moved toward me and roughly placed both his strong scarred hands on my shoulders..
I tried not to look into his eyes, I knew what was there.. not
love, not even desire..but lust, utter lust.. and regardless
what was about to transpire I knew deep in my heart that there
would be no turning back for either of us.. I resigned myself
to what was to come, clamly and ever so slowly I reached up
and placed my trmbling hand upon...
---SoldierByte---