Patience

She was sleeping when I arrived, I stopped and observed her – I lost the notion of the time I spent looking – I laid beside her feeling her warm body and the hair that touched my face. I thought that paradise would be present in my life, those moments I felt alive and complete, the smell fulfilled my body, she always woke up first than me, when I saw her, she was in the living room watching television and always received me with the same smile while I scratched my head and said good morning – today it is just memories.

Finally I found a new house where to live, it was amid a small hill in front to the sea, a few houses followed the narrow lane around the rock, the sight of sea eased my mind, the two-floor white house and with enough space for me. Camille came to visit me two days after I moved, we spent the night drinking, laughing and having sex. In the following morning she woke up early, I opened my eyes and saw her looking at me “I'm gonna make the lunch, ok?” she said, I confirmed with a shake of the head, I sat on the bed and saw her pretty ass going towards the kitchen – her mouth was like a drug to me, I never was satiated, the more I kissed the more I wanted.

I was sat on the bed seeing some things on the Internet when she came laying over my chest and kissing me on the neck, whispered on my ear “the lunch is ready, come already before it cools”, unfortunately the lunch was eaten cold, I threw the laptop to the side and took her by the waist putting her over me, the kiss was hot, she slowly took out  my shirt that covered her body, the hand that roamed the contours and the groans that both of us gave were mixing.

“What are you thinking?” she asked me, “nothing” I answered smiling – I lied, she made me remember of a past love that nowadays still exists, the beginning of the text is just a reference.

The house with a spacious living room and the bedroom on the second floor... Camille always beautiful accepted me... I'm like a stray dog that yearns...