Happy Valentine’s Day – Day 256

February 14, 2011 No Comments

 

Just for giggles

 

An exerpt from a romantic novel

He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.  Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
 
He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice, close to my ear.   “Just relax. . . ”

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing and moving upward along my calves, slowly, but steadily.
 
My breath caught in my throat.
 
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn’t care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
 
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and I partly closed my eyes.

My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage.
 

And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
 

Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
 
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge.
 

A man not used to taking “no” for an answer.  A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my
soul and say . . . . .

  “Okay ma’am, you can board your flight now.”

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