It had been a long day. The kind that dragged forever with traffic moving slower than usual, an uncommon streak of red lights, construction at a busy intersection, a thousand small irritations that stretched the day. I was so glad when my small car finally pulled its way into the driveway. Free of the constraints and the prolonged time of sitting cramped behind the steering wheel, I luxuriously stretch my long legs and stride to the front door and step in. The house smells comfortable, the warm odors of leather furniture, wood polish and unique scent that only belongs here. Sighing softly, I brush the sweat curls off my face and shake my hair loose from its tight bands and barrettes. The soft curls tumble down stretching to crest of the top of my thighs. A small shake of my head and they settle off of my face.
Smiling, I chirp "hello!," and step your way. Just looking at you, starts my heart to dancing a merry little frolic that echoes in my blood. Your eyes light within, the corneres peeking upwards as you meet my own gaze for just a moment. Then you rove your eyes downwards, pausing at the swell of my breast and the arc of my hips. Holding my breath just a little till I see the edges of your mouth lightly turn up. I attempt to conceal a faint blush by lowering my eyes, as a gentle ache quivers though me from your warm appraisal.
I tilt my head up and broaden my smile before bashfully bowing my head. My steps carry me quickly to your side. Leaning up against your chest I press my hands delicately against your shirt. The fabric is soft and crisp. You heave your chest underneath my blooming cheek with each lungful of air. I deeply inhale your scent, masculine but clean. Your arms wrap around me, holding me close for just a second. My heart flutters its joy in your embrace, an exquisitely sharp flight. Reaching out, my lips massage nimbly the base of your neck, I am standing on tiptoes just to reach that far as my head comes no further than your chest. A slo... Læs hele novellen
