Our secret in the bedroom 💋
The candlelight reflects off the warm water of the bathtub. You sit across from me, and as I draw you to me, you place your hands on my shoulders. I begin to massage your neck, gently kiss your throat, and feel you snuggle up to me with a smile.
You turn to me, stroke my face with your f****rs, and kiss me. This time, the kiss is more intense, longer, fuller of longing. My hands rest on your waist as you wrap your arms around me and pull me closer.
When we finally get out of the tub, I wrap us in a large, soft towel. We look at each other, smile, and kiss again. In the bedroom, we're drawn to each other as if we can't wait for closeness.
Our lips meet passionately. I pull you closer, and you return my kiss as if you've been waiting all evening for it. We roll together over the soft pillows, laugh briefly, before you kiss me again – this time wilder, more impatient.
My hands glide over your back as you wrap your arms around me. I whisper your name, look into your eyes, and pull you to me again. Between us, there's hardly any distance left, only warm touches, quick breaths, and this exciting tingling that grows stronger with each kiss.
"Come here," you whisper and pull me to you.
I kiss you once more, intimately and full of longing. You snuggle up to me, and I hold you tight as we lose ourselves under the bedcovers – very close to each other, until the world outside this room no longer matters.