Prose

When Ryno open his eyes he finds himself in a strange bed, without remembering how he got into it and there is a strange lady with him in the bed.
 
For a long moment he watches her in the moonlight and there is something vaguely know about her, where she lies with her back to him.

Her black hair is like a crown spread out on the pillow next to him and there is something brittle, almost fragile and innocent about the sleeping girl.

It’s however not the same than awakening next to a totally strange person and this puzzles him and the sensation that he does know her, becomes stronger and stronger and still he does not really know her.

For a moment he thinks that he is dreaming and to make sure that it is really reality he touches her.  He first touches her arm that is stretched out beside him and follows it to her shoulder and slim neck, where he touches her satin soft hair.

Suddenly she turns about in her sleep and there is something familiar about her classical face.   One of her breasts peeps at him above the blanket and the fine nipple is like a rose bud on her white skin.

There is something vulnerable about her and he lays looking at her for long moments.   Her musk smell is in his nose and it’s as if he wants to remember something about a girl at a river.

He shakes his head to try and clear his thoughts.   Again he touches her to ascertain that she’s not unreachable like it had been at a time before, but she is really right there.

Before he can stop himself her satin soft full breasts are in his hands and he is surprise by the suppleness and softness of her body.

She moans in her sleep and reaches to him and her body are hot against him and her naked skin is soft against him, when she draws him against her in an embrace.

In her arms he goes to sleep and when he again wakes up, it is almost morning and he is terribly thirsty and when he wants to loosen himself from her embrace she gets awake.

She is immediately wide-awake and big eyed they are watching each other.   “You are really beautiful,” he says and finds to his embarrassment that one of her breasts is still in his hands.

She still watches him with big eyes and when he opens his hand, she draws him against her so that his head lies against her breasts and he can hear the rhythmic beat of her heart.

”You are so soft.  So lovely,” he says half astonished and caresses with a finger investigating over her face.   It feels to her if his icy blue eyes are looking right through her and that he can read her deepest thoughts.

”You are awake?  You are really awake,” she wants to know in incredulity and when she draws him still closer to her, his fingers plays through her hair and he smile at her.

”You are alive! Oh, Lord! You are living,” she calls out in excitement and kisses him right over his face and he notices tears of joy flowing without control all over her face.

”Do not worry Maria.   There is no reason to cry,” he tries to comfort her awkwardly.   “You know my name?  But how,” she wants to know half unbelieving through the tears.   He smiles again.  “I was wondering what I am doing here and who you are when I came awake.”

”We only met once.  There at the river,” she remarks still puzzled and suddenly he knows where he is and really who she is.

”No, girl.  You are wrong.  I know you much better than that.   I know your smell and the sound of your footsteps and your voice and the way that you touched me.”   “I really got through to you,” she wants to know in amazement.

”Yes...maybe I were only dreaming.  You told me so many things about yourself and made so many...ah... promises.”   “Like what,” she wants to know blushing and there is a strange light in her brown eyes.

”Come on, Ryno live.  Live for me, for Maria.  You cannot die now.   I love you.   I knew it from the moment that I saw you there at the river.  Live and I will show you what it is to really love.   Is it necessary that I say more,” he wants to know with a sweet smile on his face.

She shakes her head.   Suddenly there is fire in their touch and their lips burn on each other’s.   Her lips are soft and hot and sweet and wet under his and his tongue slips deep into her mouth. There is something frantic about the passion with which their tongues braid with each others.   His mouth finds her breasts and it is as if he literally can feel the life pulsing in her nipple and she moans, when she grabs onto his head with her fingers going into his hair.

Suddenly he is burning intensely for her, like he hasn’t had a need for any woman and he feels how she is reaching with both hand for him.

”Take me, my darling.  Do not wait any longer.  Take me now,” she says and he realises that he has fallen in love with her and that his life is meaningless without this lovely woman.

She draws him onto her before she helps him into her and he hears her moan, when he slips into her silky wet heat and there’s a fire blazing in her eyes.

At first they move butterfly softly and it’s like a light breeze that blows in the silence before a storm, before it bursts loose with all its intensity.

Like a wild storm wind they move quicker and quicker and he notices sweat gleaming on her face and the intense pleasure.

Her smell is like that of fresh rain in his nose and he feels her shudder beneath him and lightning bolts smash through their bodies and the thunders roar and their flood streams and they are one in their rain and they are one.

There is intimacy and an unknown serenity, when they later lay in each other’s arms.   “You are so wonderful and lovely,” he says while his hands are once again playing with her hair.  “I love you.  You will see that I keep my promises,” she answers him and kisses him tenderly on his lips.  “Maria, I do not want to live without you.”

”You do not have to.  I have saved your life and against all hope you did listen to me and have regained your consciousness.   Do you know what it means,” she wants to know urgently.

He shakes his head.   “That life is short,” he wants to know from her while he looks deep into her dark eyes.   She smiles and he notices fine laughing creases playing around her eyes and the corners of her mouth and there’s a dimple on her cheek.

”Yes, what you are saying is true.  It however means to me, that you belong to me.  You are mine.  Only mine.  Today you are mine.”   There is something like melancholy suddenly in her eyes and to him it’s an immeasurable kind of heartache that he reads there together with utter joy. 

There is something boyish about her smile and she feels her heart shaking in her.   “I have search through my whole life for somebody like you.   Life is far too short to let happiness past.   A person has to live every moment to all its intensity.”

Suddenly he realises that they only know each other for a short while, but it doesn’t matter as the way that he looks at her tells her that he loves her.