Where Angels Fly

[valen]

Passion was in the air, the rain steamed at the touch of their bodies as they were heated. Their tongues intertwined as there was no tomorrow, and their bodies were closer then ever, being pulled by both their hands for the kiss never to end. Michael lowered his hands down her back, gently but yet passionately touching Georgia, while she let her body flow on the river of flame. She twined in his arms stroking his cheeks and neck with her hands, her gentle touch reminded Michael of how much he loves her and wants to forever remain at her side. The rain was pouring down their faces, rain drops entering their mouths each time they moved their lips. The rain was cold, and their tongues hot, what made the feeling even better as they continued to kiss. Breathing was not important, as they kissed as if there was no second breath, only now exists, only them, and nothing else. Georgia was soaking wet, her dress was tightening her body, showing her beautiful figure, what made Michael hopeless in trying to restrain himself from touching her. Suddenly Michael opened his eyes, and Georgia almost as she knew what was happening, opened her eyes, "I need to tell you something. I love you, I always have. From the moment I first saw you, you imprinted on my heart, and will never leave it." - He said to her as the rain continued to pour on them, emphasizing the romance of the moment, "I know. Now shhhh." - Georgia said as she placed her finger on his lips, gently spreading them and once again kissing him with passion as only the two could share.

Suddenly Georgia opened her eyes and said to Michael, "I want to show you something." - She said and her lips spread into a seductive smile, while she crossed her lips with her teeth, bitting them gently, teasing Michael with her every move. Without speaking, she knew he said yes, and Georgia ran to grab Michael's shirt from the floor. It was wet, but it will at least prevent any more rain falling on her head. She grabbed Michael's hand and the two proceeded towards Georgia's house. Michael was taller then she, so he walked behind her, holding the shirt over their heads, occasionally kissing her on the neck and laughing, while her smile never left her lips. A lone house was soon in front of them, as the lightning that struck several times showed it to their eyes, well hidden from unwanted eyes, there it lay, a shabby looking house with tainted windows. Georgia lead Michael in, unlocking the doors with her soft and wizened hands, she was shaking and barely managed to open the doors, so immediately as they entered the house Michael hugged her, trying to warm her up. Finally Michael looked around the house, it was a clean and beautiful inside, much opposite of the outside poor appearance. An old fireplace in the corner, where a fire was still tingling, and a beautiful couch just on the opposite side of the fireplace, where a warm blanket was sitting, "Wait here love." - Michael said to Georgia as he walked towards the couch, taking the blanket and placing it on Georgia to warm her. He hugged her from behind, and the two just stood there, watching the nearly done fire, no words were said as it seemed that none were needed, "Take off your clothes, you need to warm up. I won't look." - Michael said and like a true gentleman he turned away, heading towards the fireplace to place some wood and keep the fire going. Finally he stood up, "Georgia? Are you done?" - He asked not knowing if she is behind him, "Turn around silly." - And there she was, the dress was glowing red from the floor, and Georgia stood there, a perfect being from head to toe, with wet hair, soft and warm lips, the eyes of an angel looking towards Michael with affection seen in them. She was standing on one leg, while having the other on in the air as the floor was cold, standing there innocently, passionately and radiating with love.

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