Our Little Secret

Once we both recovered, he unwrapped the belt loosely still around my neck and threw it onto the chair across the room, lips connecting to my neck. Light kisses caressed over teeth carved marks and what I could only assume to be a large red or possibly purple mark circled around my neck. Arms held me close to him as he pulled off the scarf and set it down next to me; dilated eyes adjusting to the wave of harsh, low yellow light.

We both stood like this for what felt like forever; whispers, strokes and kisses both helped us to come to terms with what just conspired while still prolonging the fire smoldering inside both of us, until we were both ready to continue our quiet night at home together upstairs. On the one hand, I wanted to shout it from the mountaintops about our completely satisfied sex life. But, then I think to myself, maybe it'll just be our little secret.

Well...as long as the neighbors didn't hear us.