Erotic Fiction - 09/11/2001
I watched as he climbed from the shower, his torso shimmering wetly whilst the muscles rippled. The mass of dark hair across his chest sparkling in the sunlight as he rubbed with the towel, the raw masculinity exuding from him like a drug. I was just swooning happily when I was spotted and swooped upon - towel forgotten on the floor.
His passionate embrace was tantalising seeming to last for an eternity before his hands slid to sensuously caress my body. The feel of his naked flesh touching my satin chemise sent torrents of sensation flowing through my limbs. A passionate fire burned wherever his hands touched causing the heat to rise between us. His tongue slowly, expertly ran along the line of my neck leaving a trail of wetness cooling in the air sending chills down my spine.
As he swept me off my feet and laid me on the bed I could hardly cope with the intensity of my feelings. His hands slid under the chemise sliding it slowly up and over my head to reveal the soft skin underneath. Just as I felt as though I couldn’t take any more his full weight came down upon me, deliciously pressing me down into the silk sheets.
The gentle rustlings of our passions penetrated the silence of the room as we reached climax together – reaching peaks that I had never imagined. The comfortable silence that followed was beyond my wildest dreams, entwined in each other’s arms and blissfully spent.
© Kyre November 2001.
I had the need to write another!
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