Passionate Rainy Night

Lexis Star

Coke Kain, Lexis Star

The city was a blurred watercolor of neon and shadow, the rain a relentless, rhythmic drumming on the pavement that matched the frantic beat of my heart. He pulled me close under the scant shelter of a willow tree, its branches a weeping curtain shielding us from the world. His hands, warm and sure, traced the rain-soaked fabric clinging to my spine, each touch a silent question I answered with a shiver. I arched into him, the cold droplets a shocking contrast to the heat blooming where our bodies met. Our lips found each other, a desperate, tasting kiss as thunder vibrated through the air around us. I could feel the strength in his arms, a grounding force against the storm’s wild energy, as he held me with an intensity that stole my breath. The world narrowed to the scent of petrichor, the taste of rain on his skin, and the overwhelming surge of emotion tightening my chest. A soft, broken sound escaped my lips, lost to the wind, as a profound, trembling release washed over me, leaving me boneless and clinging. He gently cradled my face, his thumb brushing my cheek with a tenderness that brought unexpected tears to mingle with the rain. In that moment, surrounded by the tempest, I felt utterly serene and completely, passionately alive.