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I stand by the door as his car pulls into the driveway. He has been busy all day with customers and responsibilities. It's time for him to un-wind, his steps are slow as he comes up the stairway and reaches the door. My heart races with anticipation as he turns the doorknob and opens the door. He walks in and sets his eyes on his Angel of the Night.
I stand dressed in a white low-cut lace night gown that fits tightly around my breast, pressing them up and exposing to him a full cleavage line that he loves to dance his tongue over, tasting the sweetness of my body. My gown snuggles my waist as if it was part of me. The pearl colored silk flows over my hips, like a layer of icing on a cake, delicate yet tempting and making his mouth eager to taste what is underneath.
I take his hand and lead him down the hall to heavens gate. Lavender scented candles surround the jacuzzi tub. Rose petals float in the warm water. He un-dresses me, while placing kisses on my neck and breast. We step into the tub and embrace each other making our bodies melt with passion. The rose petals cling to our bodies as we bathe and flirt with each other. He pours wine over my breast and scoops it up with his tongue teasing and sucking my nipples in and out of his mouth, removing all the wine.
We climb out of the jacuzzi and lay on the rose petal covered floor, he reaches over and grabs a handful of rose petals. He spreads my legs and takes a white petal in his hand and holds it between his thumb and finger. He gently wraps it around my clit, massaging it making my back arch and making me come alive. My body now erupting with orgasmic sensations, each rose petal getting wetter from the juices that escapes me. He pours wine over my clit and devours me once more removing the rose petal and replacing it with his tongue, allowing it to bounce of my clit. Again and again he takes me into his mouth removing all the traces of wine, till all he can taste is roses on the lips of his Angel of the Night.
Veronica Valdez
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