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Illicit

Whoopsie. I’m a day late and a dollar short… well, just a day late.

As always, I had good intentions but my Friday went a little more pear shaped than I had anticipated, so I didn’t get to post. And then I had good intentions of doing it first thing this morning, but that didn’t happen either. But I am here… and I’m currently working on a post for today… to cover ‘I’ and I’ll take advantage of the rest day tomorrow to post for ‘J’. Hopefully I’m not stretching the A to Z Challenge rules too much!

So first, ‘I’… and my promised ‘I’ inspiration: illicit, infatuated or indecent.

I’ve decided to go with illicit, which is defined as forbidden by rules, law or custom. And, once I’d read that definition, I decided that I had to give you a little Gabriella and Antonio. So the next step in their illicit rendezvous is below.


Walking out of the wine bar, I wasn’t sure my legs would hold me up. Everything felt a little unreal, like everything had been slowed down and, as I stepped out onto the footpath, I stumbled slightly. Antonio reached out, his huge hands coming to rest on my hips as he steadied me.

“Thank you,” I said, fighting a blush as I got my feet back underneath me.

“You’re welcome,” Antonio replied with an incline of his head.

I stepped forward, starting to head towards my apartment. “I, uh, I’m down this way.”

As we began to walk, Antonio dropped his hands and I immediately missed their warmth. I wasn’t a small woman and his huge hands almost spanned the width of my hips. I wondered what those hands would feel like against my bare skin and immediately shivered. Then I started thinking about why his hands would come to be on my skin. And I wondered again what the hell I was doing.

I started walking faster towards my apartment, trying to burn off some nervous energy. Antonio kept up easily, his long legs matching pace with my much shorter ones. As we reached my front door, he put out a hand to stop me.

“You are nervous, yes?” he asked, his head tilting sideways as he watched my face.

“Uh, um, uh. Well, yes,” I said, looking at the ground. “I am.”

He reached forward, his hand coming up to cup my cheek. “It’s okay to be nervous. But please remember, you are in control. Nothing will happen unless you want it to.” 

I nodded, and he lifted my face towards him. 

“But,” Antonio grinned. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to kiss you now.” 

“Oh.” Blinking stupidly, I couldn’t find words. His gaze was steady, and patient, waiting for my answer, but his hands had somehow made themselves back to my hips and I could feel his thumbs rubbing softly against my hip bones. As he rubbed, my whole body seemed to pulse. I struggled to think clearly but his touch felt so good, I knew I wanted more. 

“Yes?” 

“Yes.”


And there it is, a little more of Gabriella and Antonio… I promise I won’t leave you hanging but there’s a lot of April to go!

See you tomorrow…

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