Let The Games Begin…

I don’t know what it was about this girl that made me want her as bad as I do. Maybe it was the way our bodies were in perfect sync with each other when we swayed out on the dance floor. Maybe it was the way she teased me by getting mere centimeters away from my lips then turned and whispered sweet nothings into my ear. Maybe it was the way she cocked her head or arched her eyebrow…there are too many things about this girl that intrigued me so much. She’s my drug. My legal addiction that knows all too well how much I crave her and yet won’t let me feed my hunger.

Playing hard to get was usually my game…but she had it mastered. She pushed all the right buttons. And she knew damn well she did too. It was one of the most annoying things about her…but I loved it. She knew when she had me all hot and bothered and then she pulled away. Leaving me…wanting more. More of her.

I knew she wanted to take it slow, but this was just getting ridiculous! I couldn’t take these games anymore. We were out on the dance floor again. One of her favorite places to work her magic. But the thing is…she didn’t just work her magic over me. It was over the entire room. Putting everyone in sync with their partners…and making it seem as though we were the only two left in the world. The rest of them just illusions in the background.

As hard as I tried I couldn’t avoid her gaze. It sucked me in…once again under her spell. She played me like a guitar. As cliché as it sounds…that’s exactly what she did each time. Her beautiful eyes tried to suck me in deeper…trying to drown me in a sea of passion, temptation, and lust. But…it was so much more than lust. We both knew. We couldn’t hide it…it was love.

She came closer to me, rested her arms on my shoulders and began her routine. Slowly but surely she looked me up and down as her body swayed perfectly in tune with the music. She moved in…once again mere inches from my lips. My breaths were drawing short as she leaned in. I was sure it was finally going to happen. That she was finally done with her games…I leaned in…but was again denied. She turned and whispered,

“dance with me…til we’re no longer here…til we’re finally on cloud 9…where there’s nothing to fear…”

She began a trail of soft and subtle kisses starting at the base of my neck…making her way towards my lips…but of course stopping short. Totally enthralled with her…my body unconsciously began moving with her. My hands that were previously at my sides were now resting on her waist. My eyes watching her as she swayed back and forth freely. My hips were now swaying in tune with her. Only her. I had started blocking out the music. It didn’t matter…all that mattered was her.

She was in total control of this situation. She was always in control. She the puppet master and me just a poor puppet…all the strings of my heart completely fused to her. Never to let go.

Once again…tired of waiting, I felt my index fingers wrap themselves in her belt loops and pull her closer. I could feel her breath becoming labored as our bodies, still perfectly in sync with one another, were now touching….fitting perfectly together. I brought my right hand up and cradled her neck as I slowly pulled her head down. Our lips met in a fiery and passionate kiss. No games this time.

As she pulled back after five intense minutes she put on her sly smile and said…

“I was wondering how long it was going to take you to win this game…”

I couldn’t help but reciprocate the smirk and reply…

“Well Spence, I would’ve won a long time ago but I couldn’t snap out of the trance you put me in.”

I leaned in again and stopped. She went the rest of the way, but turned her head and whispered…

“Hey Ash…let the game’s begin.”

She took my hand and led me to the car…headed back to my house…led me up to the bedroom…

And the games were definitely on…