Unexpectantly I show up at your office to give you a big surprise. I am wearing a short black skirt and a red blouse. I start by giving you a soft passionate kiss and a long warm hug. You are tending to some business and can not speak at this time. I sit for a moment in a chair on the other side of your desk trying to be patient for your business to end....
For Evanna First, her face. The most fine, pale skin you can imagine. Not quite translucent, but you can see the veins playing along the insides of her forearms, and trace them all the way back to her heart. Huge eyes; some might say too big, but so very reflective. I swear I can see my soul in those eyes sometimes. Blue, but dark. Not sky blue or gumboot...
In the heat of the night I twist softly in my bed. I am sleeping though I am fully wide awake. Dreaming. The moon shines bright like a silver shield up in the dark skies, reflecting down through the slatted window and sending ripplets over the sheet that covers my body. I dream away, shifting gently. The silken sheets caressing my soft skins, making me shive...
His fingers play over her like she is a piano, the nimble and soft tips gently sliding over her delicate skin, finding a singular delight in each note of her. The crescendo would rise with her breasts, soaring as the flesh almost shivers in anticipation of each breath, each whisper, each moan. Suddenly the melody pauses as he holds a nipple between h...
Editor: Falcon29 * I've love going on picnics. In the park under the trees, with blanket spread beneath me, I love to kick back in the sun and watch the day fade into that near night haze of colors and dying warmth. You know, it's that part of the day when your skin is still toasted from the sun and the cooling evening breeze brushes against it. That is wh...
"Thanks for not making a big deal about that creep at the restaurant," you say. "I know you can handle yourself—but his date sure looked pissed when you came over. What did you whisper in his ear?" You giggle, low and throaty; a giggle I know you only use when you've done something particularly evil, and enjoyed it. You lean over the armrest giving me a fa...
Your hands are gentle and they move over my skin as though absorbing it for future reference. Your touch is gentle as you pause at my breasts. I feel you cup the full mounds and your tongue laps across the rubbery nipple, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. You slip the blindfold over my eyes, obscuring my view and I feel your lips press briefly agai...
Jolie moved gracefully between the long tables, her golden eyes averted and a blush staining her cheeks. The King's generals cavorted with naked love slaves on and beneath tables, on chairs, against the wall. She had never witnessed anything so...so uninhibited. Leaning over slightly, she placed a heavy pitcher of honeyed mead on a table, conscious of her...
This wasn't Sebastian's first vampire hunting trip, and sure, so far he'd mostly gone after younger vampires, those who were fifty, maybe sixty years old. The older vampires got, the more powerful they became, and the one he'd been sent after now was around eighty years old. Old enough to be a challenge, young enough that he should be able to handle her on h...
Claire was sitting at the desk in the corner of her living room, poring over the papers she had retrieved that morning from her friend Carol's home. She jumped slightly as the ring of her telephone startled her from her concentration. She froze as she read the name that appeared on the caller I.D. display. It was her friend Carol. "Hello." Claire said into...