I turn like doorknobs...

I believe kissing is an art.. So I only do it slowly..
But she seemed in a hurry..
Her teeth clashed against mine ceaselessly
Another pet peeve..

I pulled back, slowing her down..
My left hand cupped her cheek..
Then, light as a feather..
I kissed her forehead..
Her eyebrows..
Her eyelids..
The bridge of her nose..
Her cheeks..
Her earlobes..
My tongue traced wet lines..
From her gold stud to the base of her neck..

Her knees buckled..
We hit the floor in seconds..

My head went lower.. Slowly..

Her little perk ones spread apart..
The way only natural ones do
My fingers twirled their peaks..
As I tasted the line where breasts meet torso..

She shuddered..
"You cold?" I murmured
"No!" She said hoarsely.. "Please.."
Nudging my shoulders south..
Her acrylic nails grasping at my hair follicles..

My lips traced the outline of her rib cage..
One.. by.. one..
She arched towards me..

One hand slipped behind her lower back..
As my fingers descended..

Past her navel.. Past her waist..
Past her brazilian strip..
Burying itself deep between her hips..
I touched her spot..

She gasped..

And just then.. I caught a whiff..
I gagged.. cos this time..
'twas stronger than it had been all day..
It was acrid.. It was horrible.. It was..

I aimed my fingers for her nostrils..
A one way ticket from cloud nine..
She slapped my hand away, eyes opening wide..
"What the fu.." She stopped..
Blinking
Her eyes adjusting to the light, as she saw me stand up..

"Where's your bathroom?"
She pointed..

Hot water.. Handwash..
I glanced in the mirror..

She was in the doorway behind me..
"Baby.. It's probably this new soap I'm using.."

I dried my hands and walked past her..

"Baby, We can do other stuff.. Y'kno.. We can just.. Baby please.."

I grabbed my jacket.. car keys..
Walked towards the front door..

"Don't you dare leave me like this, Roc, don't you even da.."

Reaching for the door handle..
I glanced back at her..

"Chichi.. I've already left.."
I shut the door behind me..

As I bounded down the stairs..
BIG's words in the song 'one more chance' came to mind..

..Except it smells like sanitation/
..garbage.. I turn like door knobs/


Ended up watching Maximus on DVD..