Romance and the Rain

A romantic teaser from ROMANCE AND THE RAIN …As they each seemed to breathe faster and deeper, she put her hands on his chest and moved them slowly upward, until she came to his shoulders and gently pushed his jacket down his arms, until it fell off into her hand. She turned to lay it cross another chair and said, softly, “Would you undo a few of these buttons, before I go put on your birthday present?” as she lifted her hair; her beautiful back beckoning his touch. He answered her, almost breathless, “Would I? Oh, yes, please!” With his hands still almost trembling, he slowly undid the covered buttons, as he kissed her back, softly; his fingers and lips making shivers run over her entire body. “You are so beautiful,” he added, in a low, sultry voice. When he reached just past her waist, she whispered, “Would you mind starting us a little fire in the fireplace, while I go get ready for you?” He said, “Not at all,” as he kissed her neck, one last time before letting her go. She looked back and smiled at him, as she entered their bedroom door. She lit the lamp and shut the door behind her. He quickly went to the fireplace and began starting the fire. He was almost breathless as he worked, wanting her to be back to his arms as soon as possible. When the fire was started, he sat down in the comfortable chair nearby and took off his boots and socks. He wanted nothing to hinder the flow of the upcoming events that he had seemingly waited for his whole life. As he went back to poke at the fire, he heard the door open and turned to see the light go out. When she came through the door, his heart felt as though it was racing. Her beautiful body was covered in white silk, clinging to her in such a way, that he knew that the low-cut, shimmering slip was all that she had on. She looked a little embarrassed, as she got closer and said, “How do you like your present?” as she raised her long, beautiful hair up with both arms and turned slowly, for him to see her entire bare back, with only a ribbon from each side, that was tied between her shoulder blades. He could barely bring himself to utter, “Oh, God, I love it,” as she got to him. She then reached up to his shirt collar and as she slowly started unbuttoning his shirt, said, “Now, let’s open my present.” With her slow breaths getting even deeper as he caressed her, she got to the bottom of his shirt, which he had already removed from the top of his pants. After the last button was undone, she put her hands inside his shirt, and moved them slowly from his waist through the hair that went up the center of his tight muscular stomach, to his chest. He had left off his long underwear shirt, in anticipation of this very moment. As her hands got to his shoulders, she pushed his shirt down his arms and it fell to the floor. With her arms around his neck, they locked in a long, slow, passionate kiss, as she ran her fingers up the back of his neck and through his hair. His hands were no longer bound by his mind trying to stay in control of them. They caressed her body gently, slowly, until they went to her back and found the thin string that was tied there, so delicately. He pulled at it, ever so gently, as he felt her shiver again in his arms, before she said, as she had promised him that she would, in a low sensual voice, “Take me…take me to bed; make love to me.” Her words sent a surge of passion through him; and as he instantly lifted her into his arms, they kissed intensely, deeply, as they went through the bedroom door. The only light in the room was coming from the fireplace in the next room, as the flames flickered, so delightfully. He stood her back down unto her feet beside the bed; and after he reached down past her hips, and slowly drew her nightgown over her head, he instantly felt her hands at his waist, as she undid his pants. He could barely see her as she then sat down on the bed and quickly slid her naked body, under the covers. She then said softly, “Come ‘mere,” as she folded down the quilt and motioned to him. She then watched him, as he pushed down his pants and underwear, thinking to herself, as she bit her lip, that his, was the most beautiful male body ever created by God. She thought this, though, she had never seen any other adult males; yet she was still sure that it was so. As he slid silently to her, they embraced; their skin feeling so good as it moved gently over the other. There were only gasps and erotic groans, because there was no need for any more words, as they slowly, gently, came together. Their virginity was being replaced with an overwhelming pleasure, that neither of them truly knew existed. Their bodies and souls were one, as they completely gave themselves to each other; this, their first time and then would again and then again, before the morning light.