by Muffy Wilson @SexyMuffyWilson
The Para-Portage of Emily
The Shadow Seduction Series
Emily stirred only slightly as she dreamed, vividly and her feelings and breath almost palpable. She heard her voice through the darkness even though it was no louder than a whisper.
Between the sighs and soft lavender scented folds of gray mist, your face emerges above me.
You descend upon my closed eyes, kissing each eyelid with the soft lightness of a butterfly.
I see you smile somewhere in the distance and your breath caresses my neck on the soft skin you always love to taste.
Tenderly, fingertips balanced in the air, you trace the rounded form that is my face, along my shoulders, to my breasts.
The magnetic heat from your palms announces the arrival of your loving touch to the welcome eagerness of my nipples.
“Touch me,” I beckon in a whispered sigh.
Suspended in my embrace, my fingers want to weave a gentle hold in your familiar hair, still wet from the bath.
Droplets run along the auburn curls that crown your head and fall upon my cheek.
You kiss them dry as I slowly awake from the gray beyond.
Emerging from the misty dream on unforgiving wings, I realize you are gone.
It is the tears that join me nightly on my cheeks that I mistake for your kisses.
It is the heat of my own forlorn desire for you that awakens the passion in my breast.
Again, you leave me until another night.
My love is lost unable to break free of an unwilling grasp.
We never forget; I never want to forget, but when will I be granted your peace?
Are we ever released from desire or does it boil forever in a cauldron of torrid unrequited passion?
How long must I suffer the pain of separation until it becomes a wistful distant smile, releasing the past to float gently amongst all the other tender memories that make up our ‘us’?
And the unforgiving mist brings your painful nightly return.
Oh, God…it is still so raw.
Please just take me into the
Ether world beyond.
Emily shifted uncomfortably, the weight from Barkley’s little body seemed to pin her in the warm silken sheets and blankets. As she slept, a panic seized her and created a rise in her heart rate as the panic mounted. She was desperate to break free and run; run as far and as fast as she could to break free of the all-consuming mist. She was choking; fear gripped her chest in a passionate vice and stifled her breath. Her mouth was open; she had her throat in her own grasp. Why couldn’t she breathe? Why had her heart stopped? Was she paralyzed; why couldn’t she move?
Emily snapped from her slumber. Barkley was sitting upright at the end of the bed just watching her, alert with his ears perked up. He was unfamiliar with this sleeping response from Emily. Ordinarily, she moved little, spoke not at all and offered no resistance to his bed hogging. This tossing anguish was alarming to Emily so no doubt it was what put him on high alert as well. Emily sat up in bed. It was cold and she was sweating. She wore her panic in a thin veil of perspiration like a fine mist.
Mist…mist. What did it mean? She swung her legs out of bed and wiped her face on the hem of the sheet. Emily walked to the bathroom and opened the vanity drawer for her medications. She popped a nitroglycerin tablet under her tongue and sat still until she felt the calming effects of the medication wash over her and regulate her heartbeat.
What just happened?
Author Bio and Links:
Muffy, author of erotic, romantic stories about love, sex, hope and passion, was born in San Antonio, Texas, to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. She adored her older brothers, following them everywhere and was surrounded by love, stimulation, and pets. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. The family lived in most points between Alaska and France. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and came of age in France.
Returning from France with her family, Muffy finished high school in Northern California and attended the University of California, Davis, and majored in Business Management. Muffy entered the work force, independent with a fierce work ethic, and retired at 39 from IBM as a Mid-West Regional Director in the Real Estate and Construction Division. She and her husband moved to a small Island in northern Wisconsin where they owned a historic tavern, restaurant and resort business which they since have sold. They now live a charmed life by the water in SW Florida. Muffy pretends to be a serious real estate business person but, in real life, indulges her private interest in writing sexy short stories and sensual literotica ~ Live, Laugh, Love with Passion.
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