The Dark House by John Sedgwick

Author:John Sedgwick [John Sedgwick]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780061741166
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2006-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

Neely had taken off his clothes. Late one night after she’d taken him to the movies. He lay on the bed, pretending to be asleep. He felt the clothes slide off him, one by one. So cool, his skin then, before the wrinkled pajamas came on. So warm, her touch.

Marj’s tongue protruded slightly from her tightened lips as she undid the rest of his buttons. Finally, his shirt parted in front of him. Marj slid her hands inside and up, slipped the shirt off his shoulders and dropped it to the floor. “Better?” she asked.

“Marj, I—” He felt nervous, vulnerable without his shirt.

Marj pressed a finger to his lips. “Sssh. It’s better if you don’t talk.”

She moved around beside him. “You can relax a little.” Marj kissed a shoulder, then nuzzled his neck. The ends of her hair were on him, and her light hands, dropping lower and lower, down his sides. She removed her hands for a moment. Then a rustling sound of what could only have been her pulling off her own clothes. But he didn’t dare turn to look.

“There,” Marj said. “Lay back down, Rolo. Close your eyes. Just keep breathing, real easy.”

Rollins did as he was told, and he could feel his pants sliding off him, then his underwear, too. He was conscious of the rough cloth under him, and nothing above. He reached for Marj’s head, to bring her close to him, but she was out of reach.

“Hey,” she said from the foot of the bed. “Uncircumcised. Cool.”

Rollins looked up: She was naked, too. Slender, with smallish, up-curving breasts, a narrowing slimness that gave way to a slight swelling at her waistline, then a scraggly triangle of dark fur below.

Marj was looking down at herself, cupping one breast, then the other. “What do you think—my boobs okay? I sometimes think they should be bigger.”

“They’re, ah—they’re fine like that. I mean, they’re perfect. Absolutely perfect.” Rollins’ mind was going too fast. “Really.” He reached for Marj again. He placed a hand softly between her breasts, closed his eyes again to try to calm his thoughts, and stroked her downward along her belly, grateful for her cool solidity, her Marjness.

“Careful.”

Rollins withdrew his hand.

She gave a little purring laugh. “Just joking, Rolo.” She crouched down by the bed. “Come on, relax.” He could feel her hands caressing his feet. Gradually, slowly, she drew her hands up between his legs, releasing a torrent of fiery sensation. “Feel good?”

His eyes shut tight, Rollins inhaled sharply through his nose.

“That all you can say?” Marj spoke teasingly, her voice nearly all breath as she reached over, pushed a hand between his legs, and slowly drew it forward. Rollins felt one breast surrounding his shoulder as she leaned against him. Rollins’ thoughts contracted to the scalloped line of her nails advancing towards his privates.

Rollins’ eyes roamed to a reproduction of a gaudy Renoir over the head of the bed. He thought of Tina, his dream. Thought of Neely and what he’d seen so many years ago, and all the horrors that had led to.

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