(This would go under erotica)
She sat at the counter waiting for the last annoying costumer to leave so she could head on home. Once again she had declined her co-workers offer to go out dancing and drinking with the usual response.
“Sorry hun, I can’t. I have big plans tonight.”
When she finally closed the store and headed home in her beat up Toyota, she began to hum a slow tune and smile as if she knew a secret. She opened her front door to the house and locked it behind her. Looking at the large Grandfather clock she had in the front hall she saw it was already 9:30pm.
“Damn I’m late.” She didn’t waste time and on her way to the bathroom she lit every candle she passed turning the dark house into a starfilled palace. The scented candles giving off a both arousing yet relaxing effect. Stripping off her clothing along the way she left a trail of garments through the hall like Jack and Jill did in the lost forest. She opened the door to her bedroom and continued to light candles as she made her way to the bathroom. Without turning on a single light she began to fill he tub with steaming hot water. She lit more candles giving off a shadow-contrast effect on the walls. Taking two roses from the vase by the sink she gently pulled off their soft pink petals and dropped them into the water, then she picked up her scented oils and added a drop of each smelling the scents of rose and lavender mingle together.
Smilng she reached over and sprinkled her bath salts into the water.. and she dipped. First, her right foot entered the soft soothing liquid testing its warmth. Slowly her foot and ankle sunk below its depths and she lifted her other leg in. She sunk. Slowly at first. Her body becoming aroused by the heat and the scents surrounding her. Her eyes hazing over from the light of the candles. She lay back. Her body becoming slippery with moisture.
She let out a soft moan and closed her eyes. Then… she felt the hands. Slowly they massaged her temples and soothed her aching head. They slipped down to her neck and rubbed it gently. Her shoulders tensed and his touch put them at ease. His forefinger traced her collar bone. Without a word he reached over and pulled the pin out of her pitch black hair. It cascaded like a midnight waterfall that never ends and then dissapeared into the water. Standing up he slipped off his pants and dipped his naked body into the water without fear. She slowly lifted her gaze over his body, spending a second looking over every part.
He moved toward her languishly with all the time in the world. His fingers reached up and touched her cheek, her face leaned in for a caress. She closed her eyes and his fingers traced the lids, then his lips. She opened her lips to utter a soft gasp but he smothered it with a gentle kiss. Flicking his tongue over her lips slowly, tasting them. A tear fell down her face as her heart yearned for more intimacy. Upon instinct he kissed the tear away and leaned back pulling her onto his lap. The water slipping around them like satin. She wrapped her legs aound his waist and felt as his heart and crotch throbbed in rythm with her own. She felt him kiss her neck and expected a bite, instead as she was distracted by that thought, he entered her slowly and began pulsating through her body as waves pulses over the ocean. He mved in and out slowly. Feeling her insides as she pressed against him rocking her body back and forth.
She tightened her pelvix and squeezed him with her thighs. He let out a soft groan. The first sound he had uttered since they had begun. She bit his shoulder licking over the wound. He moaned and tightened his arms around her as he came into her. She began to get off of him thinking he was done when he reached for her and lifted her body out of the water. Stepping out of the warm tub he draped a towel arond her naked body feeling her nipples harden against his chest from the cold. He carried her to bed. He gently lay her onto the silky sheets and stepped back to look her over. She smiled tiredly and he leaned in to kiss her as if to say: “We aren’t done yet, darling. How can you be tired?” Then he took her. Mind, Body, Soul.She was his. Nevermore would another touch her skin as he did.
Entering her again he bgan to slip his lips over her soft caramel colored skin. Not yet had he uttered a word. Just soft moans as he rippled, pulsed, and throbbed through her body. Suckling her breasts as he pushed deeper into her and faster. She began to whimper from the intimacy, the passion, the overwhelming feeling that he -was- the one. The only one. The one that would matter evermore. And he felt it, her thoughts, feelings,- the anguish, love, and ache. He felt it all. His body reacted to all of the emotions coursing inside of him and he leaned in and during his final thrust he uttered one word. “Eb-o-ny” stretching out every syllable as they both came and their waves crashed against eachother. She fell back into the pillows and sighed as tears flowed over her face.
She looked over and noticed the sun had come up. Looking at the clock she read 7:00am. Turning over to look at her love she saw that the bed was empty of his body. Looking around she noticed that all the candles were gone and the smells of lavender, rose, and sex were no longer there. She sighed and resorted to believing it had been a dream.
Unlocking her front door she recognized a familiar scent of rose and lavender. A voice in her ear whispered “I will see you tonight.” and she felt a kiss on her cheek. Turning expecting him to be there she was caught empty handed. No one was there.
At work her co-worker asked: “Ebony, we should go out tonight. How about dancing?”
Ebony simply said: “Sorry hun, I can’t. I have big lans tonight.”