Волхв

Chapter 41

           Istrokedherback,herhair,hersmallneck,surrenderedtothenerve-endsinmyflesh.IimaginedlyinginthesamepositionwithLily,andIthoughtIknewitwouldbeinfinitelydisturbingandinfinitelymorepassionate;notfamiliar,notachingwithfatigue,hot,abitsweaty…somecheapenedwordlikerandy;butwhite-hot,mysterious,overwhelmingpassion.Alisonmurmured,shifted,bitme,swayedovermeinacaressshecalledthepashacaress,thatsheknewIliked,allmenliked;mymistressandmyslave.Irememberourdroppingintothebunk,acoarsestrawmattress,theharshblankets,holdingmeamoment,kissingmeonceonthemouthbeforeIcouldpullaway,thenturningherback;myhandonthewetbreasts,andherhandholdingitthere,thesmallsmoothbelly,thefaintwashedandrainwashedsmellofherhair;andthen,inseconds,toosoontoanalyzeanything,sleep.Iwokeupsometimeinthenight,andwentanddranksomewaterfromthepail.Smallpencilsoflate-risenmooncamethroughtheoldbulletholes.IwentbackandleantoverAlison.Shehadthrownbacktheblanketalittleandherskinwasadeepshadowedredintheemberlight;onebreastbareandslightlyslumped,hermouthhalfopen,aslightsnore.Youngandancient;innocentandcorrupt;ineverywoman,amystery

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