Consumed

The silence had reigned between them and her soul withered slowly.
Why did it always seem to end up this way.
Why did all the words dry up and they left her behind.
She felt like her heart had died another swift death. She did not think she could take another loss like this.
The wind whipped around the tall buildings and she huddled into her jacket and walked towards her car. Cold seeped into her soul and she invited it in because it was the brother to what remained of her heart.

Her steps slowed as she approached her car to see him standing there.
Her gaze met his and shivers of desire whipped up her spine. It angered her to see him there, to feel her traitorous body come to life under that gaze.

His eyes were haunted and she knew something was going to happen.
What that was she was not sure so she stopped before him and looked up at him.

Fingertips itched to touch him, her body swayed toward him knowing that the warmth she needed was there in his arms.

He said not a word and just wrapped her into his arms.
His lips touched hers gently at first then he groaned softly and deepened the kiss.
Startled she did not react for a moment but then her entire soul was set ablaze and her hands grabbed at his shirt as she kissed him deeper.

He kissed her as though he were starved for her. Like he'd been held away from her and had finally broken free. It was the kind of kiss that lived only in her fantasies No one had ever made her feel so...consumed.

When the kiss was broken she looked up at him dazed and he smiled.

"We need to talk." he said softly

"You think?" she quipped and laughed with him,