Sweetest Taste
Sixty-One: Roberto
I saw the look of utter terror come over her face when she sees me stand up in front of the bed. My heart breaks at that look as I gently touch her ankles. “Don’t look at them. I’m here and alive with you. That is all that matters.” I say as her eyes meet mine. She is my undoing. Her eyes are shiny with unshed tears. I wonder how many she has shed because of me. I feel the warmth of her legs under my hands as I slowly start to travel upwards. I feel the slight trembling rock through her body as I lower my face to the skin of the inside of her knee. Lightly kissing the tender skin there.
As I move up the smell of ambrosia enters my nose, making my mouth water for just a taste. I nuzzle the inside of her thigh as I just stay there smelling her. Feeling t
