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| Fri, 12-07-2001 - 10:12am |
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You said this exercise should be about touch, skin? Well, this piece definitely has some skin in it. LOL. This is part of a much longer piece, and falls on or about page 209. It's rough, I know, but I thought this would work real well for this Tiny Tuesday exercise. And it's a little longer than the 500 words.
Just some short notes here: This scene is from the beginning stages of Alex and Michael's relationship as lovers. Up to this time frame, Alex has only been with her (now dead) husband for twenty some years, and she is somewhat shy.
So how does that phrase from the movie "Practical Magic" go? "Hang onto your husbands, girls..." Warning: If you do not like raunchy romances, do not go any further....
Excerpt from LOVE LINES:
Alex rolled over, throwing her arm across Michael's stomach. She groggily forced her eyes open as she felt his erection pulsing against her pinky. Gulping, she continued to stare at it as it stood tall and proud, like a redwood, jutting out from the thatch of black at the base. She gradually lifted her gaze to his face.
Michael smiled back at her through slumberous blue eyes. His chin sported a scruffy, morning beard. His arms were stretched over the width of the bed, one leg propped up, bent at the knee. Amused at her astonishment of his early morning hard on, he reached down and held her hand in his. "Darling, you've slept naked beside me all night, this is to be expected."
She licked her lips as she stared at him, refusing to look down again.
He threw his head back and roared with laughter.
Alex crawled out and kneeled down beside Michael. "Can I use your shower?"
Reaching out, he stroked her cheek as his gaze leisurely strolled over her naked body, then slowly traveled back up to her eyes. "Sure, sweetheart. Towels're in the hall closet."
Alex grabbed a discarded blanket off the floor and wrapped herself in it. She pecked a kiss on his lips before leaving.
Michael followed the sway of her blanket clad butt as she walked away. He listened as she opened the hall closet, then entered the masterbath from there.
He bolted from the bed, dashing into the three-quarter bath that was directly adjacent to the master bath. He could hear Alex on the other side of the door, humming. Then he heard the shower start and a soft flumph sound, knowing that she had just let the blanket pool on the floor around her.
At the sound of the shower door closing, Michael stepped into the masterbath. He grew harder with just the thoughts of Alex standing in the shower, naked.
Quietly sliding the shower door open, he stepped in. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. She faced away from him with the water sliding down her back and over her butt, trickling down her shapely legs. With her eyes closed, she turned.
Michael's mouth went dry.
He stood there mesmerized as the water sluiced over her breasts, separating into tiny streams at the coral tips. Licking his lips, he watched as she lathered her face and neck. Then as her soapy hands traveled to her breasts, he couldn't it take anymore. Taking the one step that separated him from her, Michael slid his hands under her breasts and cupped them.
Her eyes shot open at the warm contact. "Michael..." she brought her arms up to cover herself.
"Don't cover yourself from me Alex," he said, low and raspy. "You have nothing to hide, you're beautiful. . ." Leaning down, he slanted his mouth over hers as his hands made circular movements across her nipples.
"Michael, I..." she began, turning her gaze away from him.
"Look at me, Alex." He said, tucking one finger under her chin and turning her face back to him. He watched as she looked at him, her gaze sweeping downwards. "There should be no doubt in your mind what you do to me."
Reaching for the bar of soap, he lathered up his hands and spread it over her skin, coming back to her breasts several times.
Alex took the bar of soap from Michael and started washing his chest, then moved her hands up and out, then down. She glided her soapy hands down to his stomach, lathering up the trail of hair there.
Michael stopped spreading the soap over her as he inhaled sharply, tipping his head back and closing his eyes.
She reached around him and slid her hands across his buttocks, then worked down both of his legs. She rose up on her toes and leaned against him, as she reached around to his back.
As his head jerked forward and his eyes snapped open to look at her, he started to stroke her breasts.
Alex gazed into his eyes as she reached around to lather his back. His intense eyes were a smoky blue of desire. She brought her hands back around to his stomach, slowly moving lower. "Michael...is it okay... I mean...to wash you there?"
"Sweetheart if you don't, I'll surely die..."
She hesitated a moment then ran her soapy hands down his erection, amazed when it seemed to jump at her. She looked to Michael for guidance, but his head was tipped back and his eyes closed. Alex grew bolder as she listened to his ragged breathing.
"Oh... my... God," Michael moaned, bringing his head back and his mouth crashing onto hers. His hands were everywhere on her, not caring that the water was running down his head, into his eyes.
Backing Alex against the shower wall, squatting, he brought her legs up around his waist and shoved into her.
"Michael... Michael..."
He briefly came out of his sexual-frenzied fog hearing his name. "What?"
"Michael, I'm drowning here."
He opened his eyes and looked down at her, realizing that she was shoved into the path of the shower spray. "Shit!" he exclaimed. He swung open the shower door and reached for the discarded blanket as he carried Alex to the floor with him....

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Woo hoo! Spicy morning read :) (m)
I enjoyed your piece! I'm in awe of your writing skills - I don't have any suggestions.
Well done!
Eyewrite
woo hoo is right !!!(M)
That just woke me up from my afternoon sluggishness. DH isn't going to be home tonight - darn it!!!
Excellent as far as I am concerned ---did you post more of this story on archived boards???? I want to keep reading!
Thank You ...(m)
...you are sweet. But I struggle with this writing thing a lot. Thanks for taking the time to read my short story, and responding to it. Have a good weekend, Sammi
I think I need a cig (m)
and I quit smoking years ago-LOL. Sammi, this was one hot and sexy scene. I loved it.
It definitely fit this week's TT! Lots of touching and skin.
Mac
Thanks ...(m)
...for reading my story and for your great words. Yes, I've posted one or two segments before. I will research which archives later this weekend, then let you know. Again, thanks, and have a good weekend, Sammi
P.S. I've been out for the past week, getting 'Badtrans' removed from my computer. I don't remember seeing you here before, so I'm sending you a big WELCOME!
Theres a whole lot of touching going on here (m)
So thats how its done in the shower, I just might have to do some research on my own with the milk man LOL!
It was a sure, stirring, steamy, stimulating,sizzling,sensual,sex scence.
Great writing Sammi!!!
Maria
Hey, Maria ...(m)
Thanks for your great words. But I was wondering if this piece is doing what it's supposed to do, revving up your motor? Thanks again, Sammi
I Needed a Cigarette Too ...(m)
...after rewriting that piece! And I quit more than a decade ago. LOL. Thanks for the great words, Sammi
Sammi.....e-mail me and I will answer that question ;)
yowsers, Sammi (m)
this sure was steamy (and soapy)!
One thing bothers me, tho. Event tho Alex is shy, we know she's crazy about this guy--she wakes up, he's there all fired up and ready to go and her reaction is TO TAKE A SHOWER???????????????
LOL! e
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