Magdalena Mountain by Robert Michael Pyle

Author:Robert Michael Pyle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Counterpoint
Published: 2018-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

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The mated pair slid apart as day came and brought a stirring wakefulness. The spent male part shrunk from the female chamber, leaving it vacated but hardly empty, as her musky endpoint slipped from the grip of his claspers.

Oberon stretched his long, strong thighs, cramped from enclosing the rounded rump of Mary Glanville for hour after melded hour. “Mmmmm. Good morning.”

Mary stretched too, her backside suddenly clammy from the loss of the other half of its shell, and turned over to kiss Oberon. Her breath carried the heavy scents of long kissing and night’s breathing. Oberon inhaled it gratefully. “Hold my bottom?” she asked. “It’s cold with you gone away.”

“I’m here,” he said, muffling her slender woman’s buttocks in his rangy hands. Her firm frontage felt warm, and she mmm’d again. Their loving had evolved rapidly since that night in the chapel after Tonkin’s incursion. It was still new, and they both felt a little silly and embarrassed by their naked pleasure.

Eventually Oberon had to get up to pee. “As long as I’m up, can I get you anything?”

“Would you mind getting me another of those like you got me before?”

“I can only try,” he said. Oberon complied with his best attempt, a little doubtful. Since forty, he’d had slim pickings, and nothing at all like this. Seldom doubles, not since Estes Park a few summers ago, anyway. Another just might not work out. But it did. Cumulonimbi rose, billowed, and burst between the sheets in the Mountain Monastery: one a brief, violent prairie thunderstorm, heavy in output but no sooner spilt than spent; the other a gathering, prolonged mountain downpour, drawing into a moist, quiet close.

Oberon stroked Mary’s pale, unbrushed hair, swept her cheek with it, Mary laughing and swatting him away. “Do you suppose we’ll ever be the same?”

“As what, I guess is the question. But then we never are, one day to the next. Anyway, we seem to be fine—better than for some time, wouldn’t you say? Anyway—I hate to say it, but we’ve got to be up and at ’em. I’m due at Rocky Flats in two hours.”

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