The bath has been drawn, steaming hot, just like you. It is deep, great to relax in. The light is low, candles having been spread everywhere to provide just enough light to see your wonderful body. There are rose petals floating on the surface of the water and a hint of lavender lingers in the air from the oil that is infused in the water. As you come through the door, you look like a vision.
Gorgeous does not begin to describe the sight I behold. I step forward and take your robe, gently removing the soft folds of material from your shoulders. You pose, a goddess in the night, a hip thrust forward to expose the juncture of your thighs. Your breasts are half shaded but there is enough of a glow to see the nipple of your right breast standing erect, waiting to be caressed.
How could I resist, I walk towards you, turn you towards the waiting tub and slowly bring my arms around your lithe body. Slowly moving my hands up to cup the perfectly formed mounds, moving round and round until my fingers find the delicate peaks, a rub, a twist and gentle tug and your breath is coming out in short, shallow gasps.
I kiss your neck where your shoulders meet and you shudder, bringing your face around so that our lips meet, all the while still gently massaging your nipples. You take my hand and guide me down, past your belly button, with its glittering stone, down, down until you hold me over your now swollen mound. You are impatient and pull my hand further into the folds of skin, you are unbelievably wet, waiting for the moment when my fingers are going to enter and play with your bud. I peel back the folds of your peach, exposing the little prize that awaits.
By this time, you are moaning in anticipation and are urging me on. I whisper in your ear – “all good things come to those who wait” and with that I raise you into my arms and slowly lower you into the waiting water.
What follows is what you should have already read………………………
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qp9vzn/prequel