The song: Poison and Wine by The Civil Wars You can listen to it as you read by clicking the link on my sidebar.
The scene:
“I’m so sorry for the life you had to lead. You were so
young,” she says, her voice thick with emotion.
“You didn’t deserve that.”
Her hand splays across my chest as she scatters kisses all
over my face and neck. I feel drops of
warm wetness every so often. I don’t
realize they’re tears until one hits my lips and I taste the salt.
She makes her way to my stomach then down my right leg and
back up again, dragging her lips and tongue along the inside of my thigh.
It’s not often I see the goodness in people. Or that they
surprise me with compassion. Yet Marissa
has. I just told her I’m a criminal and
a killer, and rather than running the other direction, she cried for me.
Something burns deep inside my chest. I don’t have time to think about it or deny
it, or devise a plan to rid myself of it.
Marissa sees to that when her lips close over me. She makes it so that she’s all I can think
about. She erases all other thoughts
with the first swipe of her tongue. And
I’m happy to let them go.
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