Intimate Couple Making Love

He woke a little before 5am Sunday morning.

The weather had finally turned cold and so was his apartment this morning. He lay in bed, refusing to leave the warmth of the covers, wishing Her body was next to him.

They were on a “break.” She is complicated and fragile and wonderful. Her fragile reached its limit at the end of October and they decided to take a break until after the holidays. She needed time to be alone, regroup, read and sleep.

This morning He longed for the feel of Her skin.

They had shared many intimate times.  Some of the most intimate had nothing to do with making love. They were travelling, experiencing joys and hardships, joking about Rick the convenience store attendant who called him “Boss” and her “Honey.” Debriefing the day and the week.

But for him the most intimate experiences He had with Her focused on just touching Her, feeling the warmth of Her skin beneath His hands.

When He woke in the mornings, She was usually facing away from him. He would put his arm around Her waist and caress the skin of Her stomach. When they made love, He would caress Her entire body with his palms.

He had told Her “touching your skin nourishes my soul.” This morning, He longed for that nourishment.


14 Comments on “Warmth”

  1. thebrunetteinthepinkscarf says:

    This is nice, Kevin! 😊 I like these posts the most!! Didn’t want to leave my flannel snowmen this morning! Haha!

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  2. VictoryInTrouble says:

    This is so beautiful and wistful. Just really really lovely. And I agree- just touching, that whole body caressing, is soul-feeding.

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  3. Meg Sorick says:

    Your ‘voice’ comes through in these posts, Kev. Sorry you’re missing her. That feeling of nearness, the sound of quiet breathing and of skin’s radiant heat can be one of the most intimate things a couple shares. You really expressed that well.

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  4. Even though I’ve been with the same person more than 30 years I still feel the same way sometimes. We get complacent and other things get in the way … hugs!

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