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to take in the
blooming Cherry Blossoms. I set the alarm on my phone and looked at Maribel.
“You want the one on the right, or the left?”
    She looked at the two bed options and
shrugged, “It matters not to me. You pick while I wash up.”
    I chose the bed nearest the window and
furthest away from the door. I’ve always done that, on some instinctual level
protecting myself from a possible invasion. I laid down with my back to the
rest of the room and let the sunlight filtering through broad window warm my
skin. I felt like a cat, soaking up the radiant warmth. I could hear Maribel in
the bathroom, humming along with the sound of running water. My body relaxed
and I felt myself lighten as sleep headed my way.
    The bed rocked slightly and I felt my
best friend slide into bed beside me. She pressed against my body and wrapped
one arm around my waist. My breath hitched, but I struggled to remain still. I
was scared that if I moved Maribel would release me.
    In that moment, I never wanted her to
let me go.
    “What are you thinking?” She whispered
in my ear.
    “I’m not.” I replied. “I’m enjoying.”
    She laughed softly into my neck.
“Enjoying what?”
    I paused to consider my answer. I could
say plenty, but my tongue was on the verge of saying something I couldn’t take
back. What was I enjoying? The peace, the super-comfy mattress? The feeling of
Maribel’s breast pressed against my back, her breath on my skin?
    “I’m enjoying the moment. Being here in
this historic city, relaxing. I’m enjoying the warmth of the sun on my skin.” I
paused, gathering my courage up like a hoop skirt. “And... laying here with you.”
    I turned to Maribel and touched her
face. Her lips parted slightly and she averted her eyes.
    “What are you thinking?” I turned the
question back to her.
    She raised her eyes and locked them onto
my own eyes. There was a certain sadness in them, but also a glimmer of
something else. Hope, maybe?
    “I think that you have cast a spell on
me. You make me feel upside down and right with the world. And I want to kiss
you.” Her lips parted, asking permission.
    Our mouths met slowly, in utter silence
and without a breath shared between us. We drowned in each other as the tides
of undeniable attraction crested and swirled around us. The blood roared in my
ears, my heart skipped a beat, and my hands roamed over Maribel’s body.
    She slipped her hands under my sweater
and around to my back, her hand gliding over my skin like silk. I pulled her on
top of me and felt her legs fall on either side of mine. He skirt rode up
around her hips, exposing her creamy thighs. I ran my hand over her knee, and
up to her hip, snaking my way under her skirt. I cupped her backside and felt
her arch into me. She pulled me up into a sitting position while kissing me,
savoring me. My shirt was lifted over my head and my bra undone. The
air-conditioned air hit my exposed flesh, tightening the buds on my chest.
    Maribel cupped one breast, then the
other, kissing each nipple lightly before running her tongue over the hardened
center. A warm tingle spread across my body.
    There were too many obstacles between
us. I removed her clothes as quickly as possible, flipping her over on the bed
to remove her skirt and panties last. At last, she lay on the bed in front of
me in all her naked glory. Oh god, she was lovely.
    Standing at the foot of the bed, I
removed the rest of my clothes without breaking eye contact with Mirabel. The
outside world didn’t exist. It was only us and our bodies and that hotel room.
    I started at her feet, kissing the
delicate arches, her taut calves, the inside of her knees. Then I continued on
my journey north, spreading her legs slightly. The skin of her thighs was so
soft she practically melted in my mouth. By the time I arrived at the junction
of Maribel’s legs, she was squirming beneath my touch. Warm and slick, my
tongue found it’s way home. Buried inside of her, as close as humanly