Saturday, February 12, 2011

First Kiss

FIRST KISS. Mmm…just the thought of it makes your thighs clench tight. He’s the one you’ll never forget. What if he was your first husband, the one who rocked your world, the one you’re still not over? In Sleeping with the Lights On, Sandra is confronted with him eighteen years later, and he’s looking better than ever in his black cowboy hat, dripping his Texas drawl all over her. This Las Vegas country crooner is up to something and she should beware, but she can’t resist that first kiss eighteen years later.

His fingers stilled, grasping my legs so the tips edged under the hem of my skirt. He brought his face so close I tasted his breath on my lips, sweet and wine soaked. I breathed in, intoxicated. “Carson what…”

He brushed his lips across mine lightly in a whisper “You, Sandra.”

I felt the words against my mouth more than I heard them. Our foreheads came together. The world beyond our touch had become so quiet I could hear the blood pulsing in my breast; could touch his warmth pressed against mine. My lips parted as the kiss became a gentle passion, inviting me to relish the moment of tempered desire, a brief taste, all the more covetous.

Do you have a first kiss, that’s not exactly a FIRST, but none the less memorable?

Brenda Whiteside

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3 comments:

Virginia said...

I guess we all have those first kisses that we will never forget. I guess mine was when I was about 13 at a teen age party. I was so struck on this guy and I got to kiss him at the party. It was just awesome I thought at the time.

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Brenda Whiteside said...

Virginia - you bring back memories. Those teen age house parties - I always hoped the right guy would kiss me.

mysticmother said...

I put too much thought and worry into my first kiss ever. It wasn't the best, but since he wasn't the one, there were more chances and more first kisses.