A Gold-Lipped Valentine

After dropping his trousers and underwear to the floor, he began to pull the sweater over his head. CJ’s hands moved another soft towel quickly over his torso and down his hips and legs; rubbing vigorously to dry and warm his flesh. Reaching to hand him his glass of brandy, she dipped her finger in the amber liquid and stroked it several times along his growing shaft. He sighed and tilted his head back, continuing to dry his arms, as she licked the warming tonic from him and teased him with her small, hot tongue, causing the heat of desire to thaw the blizzard’s chill.

Stepping back from her, Alec quickly shrugged on his warm robe, slowly raised her to her feet and deliberately began to remove the nighty. The tiny bows at her shoulders allowed him to slowly touch, kiss and examine each freshly exposed span of skin as he pulled it down her body. CJ’s soft, golden shoulders glistened in the firelight and Alec could see the damp spots left by his tongue at each stop he’d made to welcome himself home. Her arms were slender and beautifully shaped. But the enchantment always struck him as he began to view the silken swell of her small, perfectly formed breasts. Grazing her pale coral nipples and cupping the bottom of her creamy flesh, CJ’s body responded with such strength she gasped. Smiling at her, Alec pushed the nighty on down her waist and hips to drift on the hearth even as the snow barricaded them into their shrinking world.

“My God,” he exclaimed as he drank in the perfect proportions of her tiny frame. Her lithe body, rising globes, nipped waist; the dizzying tilt of her bare mound and curving arch of her ass, all there for the taking. His hand slipped between her legs as his arm took her weight, lifting her and setting her on his lap at the heated hearth.

Wrapped together in his robe, they sipped the brandy and touched each other in knowing ways…….sucking on necks, lips enveloping each other, pulling. Drinking the other’s mouth with tongues wrestling -- each aware that to lose was to win.

They slipped from the hearth onto the thick flokati rug, softly cushioning them; the snug wool, tickled their bare skin. Alec’s hand moved along CJ’s slender body. His palm moved against her mound. She realized that the hours of worry for him felt like days -- the sensations he aroused with his touch were delirious. The look on her face told Alec that a quick orgasm under his hand was there if he desired . . . and he desired!

CJ thrust herself against him. One of his fingers rubbed small circles on her hardening button as another entered her . . . rubbing and stroking in unison. Harsh and uneven, the breath rushed in and out of her lungs as she writhed against his hand. Like a reptile sheds its skin, CJ’s golden body began undulating, while Alec inserted a second finger into her. He watched her face. Her eyes partially closed, she was biting her lips and he could feel the movement of her shoulders and torso and hips. CJ’s cumming was a scene Alec would hold in his mind forever. Her core was suddenly pierced by a radiance that fired along her spine, speeding to all her body’s nerves. The surge struck like a lightning bolt leaving her legs rigid and tight, all but crippling his hand. Her voice became low, rough, slow and loud as Alec’s name rose from that petite form in his arms! She was astonished at how quickly and intensely Alec’s touch had taken her over. All she could think was more, more, more…

Reaching for Alec, CJ turned her body to mesh with his. He stretched and entwined her elfin length around himself. As he moaned at her touch, Alec’s arousal was powerful and hot. She touched his hardness with her small hands, stroking and teasing him to a plum-topped torch. Alec reclined and enjoyed CJ’s attention but decided to take her little hands from his cock. He had other plans for the evening! Kissing her hands, he pushed her gently back down to the furry rug and turned onto his side.

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