very sweet and beautiful.
THE RAVEN COMES WITH HOPE
Some sing about the crow, some compose poetry, and some just wait for him. Like a kind of temptation that is so easy to succumb to. It’s only a matter of time. Ah, where to go! I don’t like the tightness of my present dress! I want to try on another one as soon as possible. It is like a dream that goes away. And only the raven comes with hope when there is no turning back…
HUGGED HIS BELOVED
– Darling, how do you feel, are you comfortable?
– I am always comfortable in your arms. Hold me tight. Yesterday, when I was walking, I felt uncomfortable, as if all the skies had collapsed. I felt the presence of other people’s thoughts, but they were so suddenly native to me that I was literally lost in time.
– Don’t be sad, I’m glad you’re healthy and here with me. All bad thoughts away. Forgive me for not being there for you. Everything will be fine. The young man embraced the girl, reassuring her, himself not believing the reality he had so dreamed of. Kind, sweet, snuggling so lovingly against him. He was afraid to disturb, to break this peace, where the warmth of a native heart and the mystery that the sea had always kept for them in its vastness. The lights of invisible ships and the pale, slow flashes of an unknown lighthouse and the hand dipped in the black water suddenly lit by blue sparks and, of course, the thousands and thousands of small grains of sand that covered everything around them.
– I feel so peaceful with you, darling, and I am glad that we are together.
– I couldn’t tell you everything on the phone. The official’s investigation dragged on, yes, if it hadn’t been for the hospital, it would have been different. It was a long goodbye, and the heart did not want to rest, but how nice to embrace the beautiful one, the only one. He never wanted to think of losing his beloved again…
– Darling, you were in the hospital. How could you help me? Please don’t blame yourself.
Alena tried to explain her helplessness in this or that situation only because they had to go through it. She was offended, too, but she did not stop loving and waiting. Uncertainty was what frightened her most, and sometimes even the plans she made with him were like an echo, but when you shout louder, you begin to believe in your own voice. That’s the comparison, almost fabulous. Assuming that her beloved could be sent on another business trip, to a place where the media kept reporting the continuation of hostilities, she was not overly concerned. In such moments, she remembered the words of the old man, who had earnestly asserted the absence of fear, apparently imagining the future and trying to reassure her. Now she had no desire to remember the past, much less to talk about it any further, for it too was fixed in the memory of its unpredictability and insidiousness.
– Yes, I understand, my love. I couldn’t call you, I was out of town, and then there was the investigation.
– How I worried about you, my love, afraid of losing you! Suddenly I thought my messages were to blame.
– My joy, how could you think that!
Her innocent reasoning only embarrassed him because he could not allow such a thought. Everything important in his life was about her and nothing else.
– Darling, you and I must stay in St. Petersburg. We will walk and rest together. I have a pleasant surprise for you. Don’t tell me you don’t like surprises.
– Of course we’ll stay in St. Petersburg for a few days. Why not? I’m very fond of surprises.
– That’s good. Darling, answer me a question. Why didn’t you leave the first time we met? After all, we had just met. There was a one in a hundred chance that you would do that.
– I just liked the young man in the car across from me. I just knew I couldn’t leave. If I had left first, you wouldn’t have had a chance to stay with me and like me.
– Is that why you sat across from me? Waiting for the guy to get serious and talk to you first? I adore you madly, my love.
– And I will bite you if you keep asking questions.
– That’s it, I’ll keep quiet. I am all yours, my Admiral. And you’ll get a commendation as commander-in-chief.
– What encouragement, what are you talking about?
– Come closer and I’ll kiss my beauty!
– What a joker you are! Honey, look at the waves, we’re about to get our feet wet! I always wanted to return to this island of love. And not to be a lonely woman.
– Yes, the Mediterranean is beautiful. Although I prefer our sea in the Far East, it’s rougher… Anyway, I don’t know where I am. The main thing is that you’re with me, my favorite girl.
– My amateur sailor, I forgive you your wrong coordinates and kiss you now.
– Come closer to me, here I am tangled in your curls again. Beloved baby, and I adore the smell of your hair.
– All for you, my strong man. Maybe tomorrow we’ll take a boat ride, walk through the old fortress. I would love to visit the ancient acropolis. And St. Paul’s Bay isn’t that far. The mood suddenly became adventurous, with a preference for good spirits and faith, like that of a navigator who has seen the shore of a long-awaited land at sea.
– Why don’t we go to a cozy tavern, have a glass of local wine, and I’ll admire your lovely, cunning eyes?
– Yes, that’s right, dear man.
– I don’t mind, but in the meantime you’re in my arms, temptress.
– Well, I will agree to be your prisoner, my love.
Alena loved the sudden urge that came over her. He laid her head gently on his chest and wrapped his arms around her. He smelled like a man, his scent stirred her, his frequent breathing turned her on. He ran his hand over her face, his thumb over her lips. She knew what he was doing, could almost smell the lust, the ruthless male determination.
– Hiding things from me again? – He smiled playfully and ran his hand down her bare leg, pulling up the hem of her dress.
– What am I going to do with you? Are you my naughty little girl?” he said in a hoarse voice, finally reaching her panties. He fumbled with his fingers and found the pretty one. The one she had so carelessly hidden from him. An exciting, pleasurable moan was the answer to this daring act. Relaxed, she laid her head on his shoulder.
– My beauty,” he said, panting with rage as he pulled down her panties, admiring the beauty of her thirsty, blissful face and the hair that fell so beautifully on her lovely breasts. – Come here! – As if commanding, he gasped and pulled her towards him. With every movement, her breasts beckoned, her eyes were covered, and her lips called and teased. Fury filled them both, forcing them to give vent to their passion. He kissed her shoulders, her neck, gently biting her earlobes, enjoying the sighs of a delicate flower so ruthlessly captured by him, yet so passionately yearning to love. The danger she sensed in him stirred and carried her to infinite heights. His gaze was determined, impatience flashing in his eyes. The pleasure that had already erupted in her became so violent that it swallowed her whole. His breath, his inviting voice, this whole night had merged and began to dissolve into one thing: the desire to love. She pressed gently against him, her body surrendering to his passionate caresses. She continued to move to the rhythm of his movements, wanting to finally feel all the power he had over her. Her body gladly accepted his dominance over her, trembling with excitement and pleasure. Calling out to his beloved, he felt the tantalizing beating of her heart. He loved her passionate sighs when she had no strength left for the next breath of air. And he answered her, his tongue bursting into her mouth, desperately seeking what another part of his body craved. He caressed her breasts, going lower and lower, kissing her stomach.