Slow dancing in private

A room full of candles...a long slow dance to Mazystar's Fade into You, a bottle of wine, soulful conversations and gazes, sweet long and deep kisses and the feather bed in the middle of the empty living room with the moon through window would be perfect right now...like always just missing the most important element...
 
sufisaint said:
A room full of candles...a long slow dance to Mazystar's Fade into You, a bottle of wine, soulful conversations and gazes, sweet long and deep kisses and the feather bed in the middle of the empty living room with the moon through window would be perfect right now...like always just missing the most important element...


Sweet Jesus.

All that with a fire in the corner and the rain pounding down outside.
 
Mine needs time. Time to savor the taste, the touch, the smell. Time to whisper seductive thoughts to each other, time to make love to each other's entire body, starting at any given place and having the time to move slowly and sensually explore the whole of each other.

Yes, mine needs time, not just an "ok, let's have sex right now because it's getting late and we both have to get up early in the morning" fuck.

Just some time, time for lovemaking.
 
MorgaineLaFay said:
Sweet Jesus.

All that with a fire in the corner and the rain pounding down outside.

How about snowing a stocked kitchen and nowhere to be in a couple of days..:)
 
I walked into the house and the lights were off.. I saw her car in the driveway so I knew she was home. There was a piece of paper on the floor, I picked it up and read "Go to the bedroom bath". Smiling to myself I did as instructed, found the bathroom lit by numerous candles, at least one of them smelling sweetly of vanilla. The tub was full of steaming hot water, it's surface peppered with rose petals. A tray next to the but held some of my favorite things; a chilled glass of vodka, a small bowl of chocolate ice cream, the newest Terry Brooks novel I was reading.

I disrobed, slipped into the tub slowly, grimacing at the heat. After a nice long draw from my glass I settled back in the tub and started to read. I was engrossed in tales of elves and magic when I felt her lips softly brush against the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine...

And then I woke up :/

Slowfingers
*Tease me!*
 
Her being here with me in my office, since she doesn't have to work tomorrow. Romance would definately happen that way.

We love slow dancing in private. It's one of our favorite priceless things.
 
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