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Soft thunder beckons her to her open bedroom window like her lover's caress seduced her to their bed, last night.
A gust of wind flutters the curtains. She leans into the ferocious breeze, imagining the same storm building in her as she stands reminiscing about his lips, his tongue, his hands lovingly and hungrily exploring her body, and how the candlelight paints his pale skin a shade lighter than her brown complexion. She breathes deeply and the scent of him plays on her nose.
The tingle of her arousal threatens to overwhelm her.
She turns slowly. Finds her lover sitting slumped back into the armchair tucked into a corner across from their kingsized bed, the bulge in his slacks noticeable. His blue eyes are narrowed, focused, twinkling--wanting, pleading.
She happily appeases.
She lies back on the mattress, and then lifts her legs. Her short, light, floral skirt falls backwards, offering a full view, spotlighting the middle of her pink panties surrounded by mocha thighs. Her palms reach beneath her blouse to caress and knead her breasts. She grows wetter as her hardened nipples rub against her bra's silky lace.
His tender moan of approval eggs her on. She lowers a palm down her stomach. Pushes her fingers past her panties' elastic waistband.
Her wandering palm comes to a rest on soft, downy curls. Her middle finger sinks into her wetness. The damp center of her panties on the back of her hand is a cool contrast to the heat between her thighs, cupped in her palm.
"Yes," floats from across the room, her lover's voice phantom-like.
Her hips buck. Her eyes shut tightly. Her lips part slightly; her tongue grows dry. Her moans intensify as she humps her finger.
Thunder rumbles heavily across the sky. The clouds burst open and rain falls hard. She cries out.
Catching her breath, she lifts her eyelids, and then glances toward the armchair. Her imaginary vision of her lover fades away.
She smiles, anticipating his return from the supermarket.
3/11/2006 6:39 am
Hot....very hot. I'm racing back from the grocery store right now.|
5/30/2006 5:50 pm
gotta love thunderstorms.|