She met him at the front door wearing nothing but a long satin robe and matching thongs underneath. His breathe caught in his throat as he watched her take his hand and lead him into the master bath where a tub was full of steaming scented bath water and relaxing swirls of foam caused by the hidden jets underneath. As he realized the full impact of what this night held she was slowly lowering his pants and running her long red nails down the inside of his thigh. At last those fingers returned to the part of him that ached uncontrollably only to be tormented further by there stalling along the base of his shaft. Unknowingly a moan of turtore escaped his tightly closed lips. Her eyes met his and a small teasing smile came across her face as she saw his predictament. He reached for her to bring her the same but she quickly slid to the side to avoid his taking control. No words were said and none were needed. Her hands were carassing her creamy irish skin underneath the edges of the satin. They slowly made their way down to her own pair of restraints and slipped them down to show a perfectly made triangle of curls. He was frozen to the spot where he stood as his hazel eyes slowly analyzed the treat that waited for him. Her beautiful ocean blue eyes came into focus as she moved in front of him slidding her robe off her shoulders to land in a puddle of blue on the floor. Her breasts lifted as she raised her arms to release the clamp that held her auburn hair. He drew in a quick breath of ectasy as her hair tumbled down to entrap the very breasts he ached to feel. And then the warmth of her prescence left as she stepped over into the tub and lowered her perfectioness down into the jasmine water. Without her standing in front of him he quickly noticed the chill in the air, and stepped into the hot water. Her lips parted as his skin made contact with hers. Her hands rose up out of the bubbles holding a sponge that would never know its fortune. She slowly rubbed her arms never breaking contact with his eyes. As she moved it over her tight breasts he nearly exploded with pain. Suddenly flesh was touching his and lips were tickling his collar. He knew nothing of the time or whether it was still even day. His only thoughts were of those hands running up and down his manhood, and then the burning that he felt as she took him into her. A whole new heat surrounded him and trapped him to her. He couldn't hold on, he couldn't stop the rush of pleasure that he had held back until then. Within moments he found his release while gripping her sides tightly leaving his marks on her pale skin. But the torment had only just begun. Her body was moving producing a whole new shockwave through his body. Her hands were clinching tightly to his shoulders and her damp hair hung limply behind her tilted head. The angle of their bodies put her breasts near his face and he couldn't resist the urge to sample the taste of her body. As he sucked relentlessly at her bossom the feeling of constraint wrapped itself around his arousal so he quickly stood holding her body tightly to his and made it to their king sized bed in seconds.
Romance lovers read this!!!!!!!!! I need to know if you think I should finish it?
sweet, sounds like love, but emotional or physical I don't know.
Reply:its amazing, i say you should finish it....take the e off of breath though, and the t out of predicament.....its a very good page, keep going!
Reply:Okay I thought it was going to a love story.. it's a S*x novel!
A good one though.. keep going :)
Reply:Is this a key scene to a romance novel you're working on?
I think you should definitely finish it.
Reply:so for it sounds good and yes i think a good ending would be nice
Reply:wow!!!
yes by all mean's finsih it......
Wow
Reply:Yes - finish it - it's good. But "THONGS" are beach sandles. A thong is a t -back or g string pair of panties.
Reply:good, really good you should keep going
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