Montage

Montage
By: Passions Sweetie
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from Passions, this short but
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Luis ran the back of his hand over his brow. The night air should have cooled him. As if on cue he shivered, a result of the breeze on his sweaty chest. He continued to install the security device on her white picket fence. Sheridan ran the brush through her silky hair and walked over to the open window. Wearing only a pink baby doll gown she shivered, not from the breeze that swept into the room but the sight of Luis shirtless working outside her window. She turned to shut off the lights so he wouldn’t notice she was staring.

Luis watched Sheridan walk over to the lamp and turn it off. ‘Turn away!’ his mind was telling him but somehow he couldn’t move his feet and she turned slowly, expecting his back to be turned but instead he was staring at her intensely. She mirrored the look. But then the moment was broken. He shut the gate and dropped his hammer. Sheridan assumed she was dreaming, that the look in his eyes wasn’t there and he had retired to the couch. She laid down her brush on the table and turned a corner of her sheets down. Just then there was a soft tap on her door. Only twice. Tap, tap. She opened the door.

“Sheridan...” “Luis...I, um” he pushed her back into the room, pressing his lips against hers holding her waist so she wouldn’t fall over backwards from the impact of his body. He kept kissing her and she hungrily responded wrapping her arms around his neck. He kicked the door completely shut with his foot and walked her back to the bed. There was no reason to fight this anymore, the physicality between them was undeniable. “Good, you already had the sheets down.” Sheridan watched him step out of his remaining clothes and leave nothing but his boxers. Sheridan climbed into the bed, knowing full well what SHOULD happen next.

Luis crawled into the bed on the other side and reached for her. He was a love-maker of few words. His body just commanded. Silently he beckoned her into his arms. She could feel how much he wanted her on the leg as she snuggled near him. “Sheridan I won’t take advantage of you without committing to you. Just lay here with me tonight, and if you still hate me tomorrow then I wont hold any of this tonight to you.” She mumbled yes and kissed him again this time sliding her tongue over his lips tracing them. When he opened his mouth to let her in she almost cried out at the sensation. She pulled away, settling his arms over her middle and folding hers over them, locking hands. “Goodnight Luis.” “Night Sheridan” He kissed the back of her neck.

Soon he was asleep and she lay still, tears slipping down her face, conflict raging in her mind. She worried herself into an unconscious sleep, deep and revitalizing. When Luis woke up he looked at the clock 2:15 p.m. “Wake up sleeping beauty” He kissed her lips softly. “I Love you Luis” She whispered, and kissed him back. Then she closed her eyes again and leaned against his warm body, tightening her arms around his back like one would clutch a teddy bear. “Sheridan it’s 2:15 in the afternoon.” That got her up. She sprang from the bed, and rushed into the large closet pulling out purple plaid off the shoulders shirt and some cut offs. “Sheridan, when you first woke up...” She leaned onto the bed near his face “I said I love you, I meant it! Don’t tell me it was too late to make up my mind..” She kissed his nose.

“Now get up Luis” He kissed her on the lips softly “I love you too, and no it’s not too late. I Just want to give you warning, I said I wouldn’t take you last night because there was no commitment. Now there is and I do intend to have my way with you...soon” he smirked as she threw a pillow at him. “Good things come to those who wait Luis.” She went into the bathroom.

THE END