Candles

Candles… soft music… a glowing fire…
And there’s just something about scented oils, incense, pillows all over the floor, and a
blindfold soothing your eyes to heighten your senses. The slightest touch or kiss is magnified. Even my breath on your skin feels tangible in that stimulated awareness. My hand brushes your cheek… fingers tracing their way up your side, and inner thigh. My chest pressed against you keeping you warm with nothing separating our naked skin. The raised goose bumps on the back of your arms disappear as the soothing warmth of my hands pours over them.

The soft music fades away to a distant hum as our lips meet. The wet smack as they release reverberates through the air in harmony with the movements of our hands over each other.

Our arms release for a moment as you push me away to look into my eyes. Then, smiling, you roll onto your stomach and slide the lavender massage oil over to me. Kneeling over you with my legs straddling your thighs I take a moment to admire you. The curve of your side as it swoops to your hips. The way your hair is splashed across the pillow, and the way the firelight flickers on your soft skin. You feel the cool splash of the oil hitting your back followed by the firm warmth of my hands slowly working it into your skin… the scent of the flowers slowly easing you down into a state of conscious dream.

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