And so the key fell ringing to the floor. He heard it fall, heard the musical clanging of metal on stone. So it often went: when one had freedom literally in one's own hands, one so often let it fall--unthinkingly, unaware, one let it fall. It was her own doing. She had had it in her hand and she had let it go. You will reap what you sow.
He caught her shoulders, hooked his fingers just under her shoulder blades, and pushed her against the door--not hard, not roughly, but certainly firmly. Not once did his mouth leave hers--not for any length of time that matters, only for as long as it took to catch a breath and start another kiss.
She knew a little now of his two great loves (call them that, sure). Probably best that she didn't know of the scores of women who, over so many long years, had taken him to their beds.
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Date: 2013-05-14 11:49 pm (UTC)He caught her shoulders, hooked his fingers just under her shoulder blades, and pushed her against the door--not hard, not roughly, but certainly firmly. Not once did his mouth leave hers--not for any length of time that matters, only for as long as it took to catch a breath and start another kiss.
She knew a little now of his two great loves (call them that, sure). Probably best that she didn't know of the scores of women who, over so many long years, had taken him to their beds.