Absolute Desire
A tale of unbridled desire
Several months ago, they came across one another on an erotic message board. Their sassy comebacks with one another quickly built a bond between Damien and Elaina. They talked, explored, and desired each other more and more with each passing day. Then, the comment of "Let's meet" was thrown out there. As if it were rehearsed, they both said yes. So the plans to fulfill their desire for one another were put into motion.
The turbulence felt by the plane and other passengers was nothing compared to the rolls and flips Damien's stomach was doing as the plane approached the ground. His heart raced, threatening to burst through the brand new shirt he wore. What does a guy wear on a day like this he had wondered earlier? Finally deciding, he chose a stylish black suit, with a lavender shirt and tie. He honestly looked like a million bucks.
Normally confident and level headed, Elaina was a bundle of nerves as the plane touched down and the moment neared. The moment neither of them had ever imagined would come, the moment that more than two thousand miles between them would disappear, and they could stand face to face. Days and weeks and months of talking, whispering, aching, and falling for each other over the machines they cursed, yet relied on to keep them close, but never close enough. All of that leading to this fast approaching moment, when she would truly be able to reach out her hand and softly touch his face.
As the plane rolled towards the terminal, trying desperately to catch her breath and steady her nerves. Elaina shook herself off and finally stood; slinging her bag over her shoulder she started making her way to the gate. Once in the breezeway, she stopped, checked her reflection in a tiny mirror she pulled from her purse and ran her fingers through her unruly brown hair and applied fresh lip gloss.
There was a crowd of people gathered at the gate. Elaina walked up slowly, knowing Damien was right there on the other side of the doors, waiting for her, likely just as anxious as she was. She stood there shifting from foot to foot, biting her lip. Feeling disoriented by the large crowd, she turned in slow circles, scanning faces. It was then, she saw him. His back was to her, his head moving from side to side as if he was searching for something, searching for her. Elaina quietly made her way to him, slow steps at first, only to quicken the pace the closer she got. Her hand reached out to rake her fingers down his back, as her mouth reached his ear, "Hey You," she whispered, her lips close to his ear.
Damien gasped, turned, and there she was, his own smile hiding the nerves they both knew were an echo of each other. The sight of Elaina calmed Damien, yet sent sparks shooting through his body at the same time. Without hesitation, Damien smiled, slid his arms around Elaina's waist, pulling her close to him, his lips softly grazing hers and without saying a word. Damien's hand found her lower back pulling her tightly against him; while his other hand slipped up into the long strands of her dark brown hair, tugging at it. Elaina moaned into his mouth as their kiss deepened, losing herself in him finally. Damien tasted the lip gloss, and then found the tongue he so willingly dreamt about slipping against.
Damien pulled away from Elaina, pushing her back at arm's length to take a long look at her, his mouth whispering "you're beautiful." The sparkle in his eyes told Elaina exactly what she had thought all along, seeing the reaction in his face brought a smile to her as she knew that she had worn the perfect incredibly sexy casual dress --sleeveless and flowing and leggy. "Fuck it," Damien whispered again. He took her back into his arms and kissed her, just like he had wanted to since that first time they chatted.
It's a long, soft kiss, their lips dancing over each other's. Damien pulled Elaina close once again and growled a whisper into her ear "We connect. It's wonderful. It feels like we've known each other forever and we've kissed a million times before."
