"In an office, desire accelerates as time closes in."
The desk gives itself awayResponse feeds responseBreath snagsFingers claw woodClock hammersRestraint collapsesToo late to slowBites lip, noise becomes evidenceMouth against throatSilence tightensDesk creaks onceTwiceFasterNails rake, skin answersPalm over mouthEyes locked, feralNo wordsSlap of skinFractured gaspSecondhand TicksTicksTime closes around them
"Never able to be together, always at different points of their day, until..."
They had connected almost immediately. The conversation was always so relaxed and comfortable and it seemed to flow so smoothly, like a river running down a steady slope. Nothing ever got in the way. If a rock appeared, the river...
"Beat the clock"
Very early,Mornings I wake.And see if I can,Make my body shake.Tools in the drawer,I find what I need.Then place him right there,For the dirty deed.Damn, it's 6:30,The pressure is on.To hurry before,The alarm clock song.It doesn't take long,To make me...
"Stealing, or just claiming what's already lost?"
They have twenty minutes. It’s all they could steal. There’s no time for romance or foreplay. They’ve gone without for too long.He drops his pants. She lifts her skirt. That’s as long as they’ll wait. Their coupling is frantic—almost violent. ...