Sweet Shiraz

Hands Study By Ivan Alifan

Stuck on the couch

It’s 3:27 in the morning

The wine stain on my shirt reminds me of the leftover wine in my glass

I take a sip

And a few more

It’s 4:30 am and I am suddenly awakened by a thump between my thighs

I try not to call you because I like to wake up alone

And you like to tell me sentimental things

But I need the company of your warm lips to take the edge off

The way your tongue massages the parts of me that are most sensitive

With a kiss she is reassured she will be cared for

My body is so light

So warm

Floating at the thought of you caressing me right now

Planting my fingers in my mouth for preparation

Visions of your face framed between my thighs

With this look of hunger in your eyes

I could no longer wait

Lightly gliding my fingers across my clit

Nipples growing

Breathing heavy

Your name slipped a few times as I got closer

Gripping onto the cushion beneath me as if I am falling

That intense feeling,

Building

And

Building

..

…

A sudden breeze from my window glazed over my body

cooling me down

Sweat sitting on top of my skin,

slowly evaporating

Just like my visions of you

And the rest of the wine in my glass