smoke filled study...

in the study, the scent of frangipani incense fills the air, as curls of grayish smoke dissipate.
he sits at an industrial style desk made of reclaimed wood. he leans back in his chair pulling deeply the cherry smoke of the midnight blue jeweled shisha positioned on the desk. he blows the smoke out of his lungs slowly, forming dramatic Os that dissipate like the incense smoke.
across the small room she lays across the tufted gray love seat, positioned on throw pillows made of beautiful jewel colored sari wraps. she is just barely illuminated by the light of stained glass Moroccan lanterns positioned throughout the room. her face becomes illuminated by the warm glow of fire as she lights her L.
he walks over to the bar cart, blowing cherry scented Os into the air, and pours her a few sips of amaretto into a rocks glass and brings it over to her. he makes himself comfortable in the matching gray tufted armchair that sits adjacent to her love seat.
he watches her blow indica Os into the air, as she finishes the amaretto, letting the last few amber drops linger... the black lace of her camisole contrast on her olive skin, even in the dim light of a few scattered lanterns. her maxi skirt lies over her thighs and calves like a heavy blanket, falling into every curve as she lounges.
after he can no longer take it her reaches for her, bringing himself close enough to place kisses on her golden skin. in her mind the kisses linger a while, before dissipating on her skin like smoke in the air. he kisses her in the study, amid shelves that contain biographies, novels and books on every subject matter she studied at the university. he kissed her in the study until he decides he will study her.
he moves his hand up the length of her leg, the soft material of the skirt gathering on the back of his hand like waves on the shore. her legs fall open like a beautiful novel dropped onto a coffee table on its spine. and he began to read a loud, enunciating every syllable...