Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Entry #110

Not Wine
by Leah McClellan


The tips of her fingers moved slowly across his cheekbone as she traced the curve of the bone to his temple. She pressed her palm lightly against his cheek as she moved down his hairline and under his jaw, then back around behind his ear and across the nape of his neck. His breath caught and stopped as she stared into his eyes, searching. His gaze was locked on hers, unblinking, as his hand reached toward her, trembling.

Fingers now still, her eyes moved to his mouth as she leaned forward. Her fingers shook as she brought them once again to stroke his face and caress his damp brow, the bridge of his nose, his eyelids.

As her lips touched his, her hand slid around again to the back of his neck as they exchanged breaths, waiting. She pressed in closer, harder, as his lips finally parted, and her sudden intake of breath became a high-pitched moan as she felt his hand pressing against the small of her back.

This is how it should be, she thought, as the urgency of their desire was traded hungrily, back and forth, between their panting, gasping mouths. She cried out as dark cherry, boysenberry, and pepper touched her tongue. Cloves and blackberry jam. Currants and smoke and spice. She fell to her knees before grapes on hundred-year vines in late October, after the frost.

Her fingers trembled around the stem as she lifted the glass to her lips. Bah. Cranberry juice.

16 comments:

Laurel said...

Great last line!

laughingwolf said...

lol... the power of imagination ;)

Catvibe said...

Great fantasy! Loved it.

The Preacherman said...

last line caught me completely off balance. Very nice!


Four Dinners

JR's Thumbprints said...

Nothing like a shared intimacy with some Cranberry Juice.

Aniket said...

Just when we thought we've seen it all. :)

Thats a killer last line. :P

BernardL said...

A startling dream.

pjd said...

wow, talk about being in the moment. Did it just get really hot in here?

Deb S said...

Thanks for making me smile!

Chris Eldin said...

Author, you definitely need to go into advertising! Sexy, indeed!

Aerin said...

FINALLY - sexiness that's not cut short with poison and death and gory revenge stuff. *sigh of relief* Thank you!

Leah said...

Thanks so much for the comments, everyone. Bernard--you're very close to understanding where it came from.

Dottie Camptown said...

Fantastic ending.

JaneyV said...

Well - it did it for me!

September said...

imagine...if only....
this was great.

jason evans said...

I hope he doesn't turn out to be cranberry juice figuratively also. Passionate.

High marks for pacing, entertainment, and technical elements.