She held him tightly, fiercely, as if she could press her flesh through
the layers of clothing and into his. His mouth on hers felt like velvet
and then like steel. He cupped her head with his hands, his fingers
stroking the smooth skin behind her ears. She slid her lips over his
cheek, down the line of his jaw to the soft hollow of his throat,
tasting him, inhaling his scent like perfume.
It's like making love to myself, she thought in amazement. The male self that is my perfect complement.
Kithri drew away, eyes closed as she drew his hands over her breasts. She swayed, almost overcome with the intensity of her feelings, and sank to her knees.
She put one hand to the barren ground for balance. A sharp-edged stone cut deep into her palm, drawing blood. The pain shocked her halfway back to rationality. The pounding in her ears faltered as she stared at the red droplets staining the grit on her hand.
That's my life draining away into the dust. Her stomach twisted into a knot of ice.
It's like making love to myself, she thought in amazement. The male self that is my perfect complement.
Kithri drew away, eyes closed as she drew his hands over her breasts. She swayed, almost overcome with the intensity of her feelings, and sank to her knees.
She put one hand to the barren ground for balance. A sharp-edged stone cut deep into her palm, drawing blood. The pain shocked her halfway back to rationality. The pounding in her ears faltered as she stared at the red droplets staining the grit on her hand.
That's my life draining away into the dust. Her stomach twisted into a knot of ice.
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