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Laurence Olivier is My Lover

by Quin Browne

We are lovers. Sliding from one phase of knowing each other to the other with a ease that caught us both by surprise; going from discussing something now forgotten to leaning into each other - tasting, discovering, putting my mouth on his neck, his hand there, right... there. I had been on a hiatus of sorts, a decision abandoned with his wicked, bad smile and my answering kiss. Moving together, giving over my trust, both fumbling to fit into this new place in our world, I was wrapped in glorious sheets, lost in remembered rhythms, his hands on my hips, his body beneath me. Stopped short by an orgasm that surpassed every cliché ever written in a bad bodice ripper novel, I splayed my hands on his chest, gasping for air and laughing as I said, "That was magnificent!" "I know," he replied wearily, "but, I don't know how I did it."

6S

Quin Browne, author of Blind Date (one of 6S's most discussed and viewed pieces), wasn't going to write here anymore. But she lost an unspoken bet with a friend. She hopes that friend will collect his winnings, because he's right, as he is, far too often.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very intimate and personal.. very erotic and very moving. LLB

MrH said...

Thank goodness for unspoken bets and honourable losers is all I can say.

Anonymous said...

Erotic, with a sassy ending.

Bob Jacobs said...

Strong title, good opening line, love the middle, and a memorable ending. All in six sentences. Very nice indeed.

FS said...

I just finished reading this and your Blind Date piece. Blind Date slams you in the chest. This one is a guilty pleasure obtained from stumbling into the wrong aisle at Powell's, only to return to pick up where you left off, like it was a literary turkish delight. A bit too ribald for me but very visual writing style. You have a gift!

Madam Z said...

Whoa! (Picture me fanning myself...) That was hawt! And graceful.

Great work, as always, Q.

Writeprocrastinator said...

Intense and just as it seemed in real life, it all came quite naturally for Sir Laurence.