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Romance

The bedroom is vast. The ceiling-height windows are broken, pieces are on the floor. The walls are like skies, matching the bright moon at night. On the corners of the room are unrecognisable paintings. Litters and broken bricks are all over the floor. It’s like an old abandoned house. What is he doing in an old house?

He looks around. No one is there except his reflection in a huge mirror glued on the door, as big as its frame. He runs to the door. It opens on its own, revealing a pale, tall, red-headed lady in her twenties. She has no make-up but her natural rosy lips and cheeks are so attractive and tempting.

"Finally! You’re awake." He doesn’t realise she can talk like she knows him. She looks thin and sexy in a black mini skirt and massive long sleeves top covering her body and arms. She looks like a beautiful mannequin walking gracefully towards him.

"Why am I here?" He finally finds his voice.

"You were drunk." She moves even closer, looking into his eyes, revealing her tantalizing grey eyes.

"Drunk?" His breath is low, he can’t take his eyes off her. Shock at the revelation. For as far as he knows, he can barely drink a cider. He feels his lips dry, lacking from oil to produce its own moisture. He rolls his tongue over it.

"Yeah." And just as she finishes the word, she leans forward and gives him a chasing kiss. What the-?

"Wait, no-" He releases from her seducing touch. "Why are we doing this?" Instead of answering, she removes her high heeled shoes uncovering her small perfect feet, which finally reveals her true five-four height. No wonder she’s looking tall.

"It’s ok." And she runs her delicate finger under his shirt touching his quaking body. "Please, let me make love to you." She murmurs against his mouth, and carefully she tugs at it with her teeth.

The heat starts and he can refuse no more. "Yes." He surrenders. Like a mouse defeated by a strange cat, having deliciously beaten up its neck.

He’s dressed in his white linen shirt and jeans. His dark brown hair is messy, his hazel eyes bold and dazzling. She unbuckles his belt and removes his shirt tossing them casually on the floor. She takes a packet of condom from her brassiere, looking at him intently. Confident, sexy, eyes blazing with desires, and his heart begins to pound. She’s so freaking hot.

"Are you ready for this?" He asks huskily without any experience. She nods her head and he pushes her to bed. Rats squeaking in distress under the king-sized bed as if they have awakened from sleep. They laugh at the sound but continue, not minding the dirty mattress clinging to their skin and finally begin.

Leaning down, he kisses her. His lips are demanding, firm and slow, moulding hers. Slowly he peels her top and mini skirt off her and let them fall to the floor. "You have the most beautiful skin, pale and flawless. I like your red hair."

"It’s ginger." She corrects him.

He holds her against his hips, and she feels his erection, which he languorously pushes into her. She moans into his mouth. She can hardly contain the unruly feelings that rage through her body. Tentatively, she moves her hands up to his face and into his hair. It’s so soft. She tugs it gently, and he groans. He leans down, running his nose up to the pinnacle between her thighs. She feels him, there. She can hardly breathe.

Grasping each of her ankles, he quickly jerks her legs apart and crawls onto the bed between her legs. He hovers over her. She is squirming with need. Her skin is burning, flushing, too hot, too cold, and clawing at the sheet beneath her.

"Oh, please." She begs and pulls her head back. Her mouth is open as she groans. She feels so full. He moves slowly, easing himself in and out of her. And then, he speeds up, pounding on, merciless, relentless rhythm and she keeps up, meeting his thrusts. Her body quivers, a sheen of sweat gathers over her.

"Come, for me." He whispers breathlessly, and she unravels at his words, exploding around him as she climaxes and splinters into a million pieces underneath him. And as he comes, a loud but tiny irritating sound of a dog barking and whimpering wakes him from a deep wild dream.

"Crap!" He scowls at himself, sweating enormously from a passionate dream. "So, that’s how I picture the girl."

It must be a love-at-first-sight. Ever since he laid his eyes on her, she’s always been in his dreams. He remembers that day. The day he found Quara, short for quarantine, as to how he named the mini pincher dog. He saw it in a supermarket, whining and howling in the corner of the food shelves. It clung to his arms happily when he took it from the floor like he’s the missing owner it was looking for.

He knows the owner. Well, at least he can remember her red hair, grey eyes, and pale skin under the floral improvised mask covering the entire half of her face. She was looking for her dog, but when he finally found it for her. She’s gone. Leaving him mystified as he has no idea where or whom to ask to be able to return her lovely pincher safely to her.

He automatically looks at his table clock. It’s almost nine in the morning. The sun is already blinding his eyes as he opens the window curtain. He turns to his side and sees his newfound dog squatting its entire body on the ground. It must be hungry and in need of his attention.

He puts on his shirt and walks to the door. Quara follows him to the kitchen, waiting for its breakfast.

"How are we going to find your Mumma, Quara?" He talks to the tiny pincher with shiny brown fur and massive eyes bigger than its head. Its tail down moving from side to side while eating its most delicious treat. It looks happy with him. But sadly, he has to find a way to return it to the mysterious girl.

He walks back to his room, faces his computer, and begins to type in words inserting the picture of the mini pincher. He starts to print the flyer and takes another picture then, uploads it on his social media accounts leaving his number below. Hoping she will ring him once she sees the post.

And promised himself to find her, once the pandemic is over.


August 03, 2020 15:09

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18 comments

Jamie Limbaga
03:30 Aug 06, 2020

I love how you took a really unexpected take on love during quarantine!! This is my first time reading something erotic on Reedsy and it was definitely quite engaging. Well done! Also I hate to be that shameless self promo gal but would you mind giving some of my stories a read?? I'd love to hear some feedback, good and bad - trying to learn and grow as a writer on here. Thanks! <3

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D. L. Capio
07:37 Aug 06, 2020

I noticed that too. I think I'm the first to try that kind of vivid romance. (Haha) But not sure as I haven't read all others stories yet. Will definitely read yours. Thank you for reading and for taking time to leave a comment x

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Skyler Woods
05:15 Aug 04, 2020

This story was hot and steamy. A strong erotic atmosphere. Loved it!

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D. L. Capio
05:56 Aug 04, 2020

Thank you. I just thought of giving it a try thinking about the 'dog days of summer' theme for the prompt. I am pleased you like it.

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06:25 Sep 21, 2020

Hey, D L would you be kind to watch the first video it's on Harry potter. https://youtu.be/KxfnREWgN14 Sorry for asking your time, I would ready your story

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Tariq Saeed
16:52 Aug 16, 2020

Good story.

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D. L. Capio
10:11 Aug 23, 2020

Thank you

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Roshna Rusiniya
08:30 Aug 12, 2020

This was beautiful! I love the stories ending in hope. Great job!

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D. L. Capio
18:29 Aug 12, 2020

Thank you so much x

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11:13 Aug 09, 2020

Ooh La La! Didn't know there was such spicy material here on Reedsy! One thing I would comment on for an otherwise engaging and whirlwind story is that I noticed you were head-hopping/POV-hopping. It's when the narration switches from your protagonist to another character. Your male lead shouldn't know exactly what the redhead's emotions are. He should only be aware of her physical reactions. It's really difficult to stick to one point of view, especially within such a steamy dream sequence, but it's a bit confusing for the reader to suddenl...

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D. L. Capio
20:12 Aug 09, 2020

Thank you so much

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22:50 Aug 10, 2020

Please check out some of my stories on my blog, I would love to hear your perspective!!

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D. L. Capio
20:58 Aug 11, 2020

Sure. My pleasure.

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Raquel Rodriguez
02:58 Aug 06, 2020

I loved how you used this prompt! Good job! Jesus Christ, I'm glad that scene was a dream, lol. Would you be willing to check out my stories?

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D. L. Capio
03:03 Aug 06, 2020

Hahaha..thank you x Sure, will be happy to read yours.

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Raquel Rodriguez
03:09 Aug 06, 2020

Thank you! :)

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Wow! This was great! I love how you wove this story together to create an amazing image of what’s going on here. Keep writing, D. L! ~A (P. S. If you have time, would you mind checking out my story ‘Tales of Walmart’? If so, thanks a million! 😁)

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D. L. Capio
01:56 Aug 04, 2020

Sure. Thank you xx

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