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She looked at him. He held her gaze without a flicker of movement. He was staring so intently at her; she didn’t know what to do.

As he moved towards her, she held her breath, and stood silently. Her lips parted as they embraced. She caressed the back of his neck as he gently kissed her.

Slowly he placed her down onto the bed, and began to kiss her neck. Her hand trailed along the carpet below her, as she lay with her eyes closed.

She reached her left arm up, and placed her hand above her, with her wrist gently lying across her forehead. Her breathing deepened, as she moved her right hand across her mouth, clasping her fingers between her lips.

Her breathing becomes heavier, as she is moving her head very slowly around. Suddenly she screams out, and clasps her hands together, with her arms resting over her face.

Her arms part, and she delicately bites her lip; her eyes remaining closed. She stretches out, and moves her face to the side. She begins to twirl her fingers through the carpet below her again.

She curls her legs together, as he rests his head upon her chest. She runs her fingers delicately through his hair, and smiles.

Jump 20 minutes in…

(Inspired by Ecstasy, 1933)

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History graduate. Freelance writer and reviewer. Passionate about film, theatre and music (film soundtracks!).
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