| Author: | April Snow | ISBN: | 1230000015039 |
| Publisher: | April Snow | Publication: | September 1, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | April Snow |
| ISBN: | 1230000015039 |
| Publisher: | April Snow |
| Publication: | September 1, 2012 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Excerpt: Once inside, the door closed and securely locked, I let myself really look at him. He looked mature and confident, undeniably masculine and sexy in his suit and tie. I took a moment to survey the room, and relaxed a bit at the normalcy of it. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how nervous I was. The carpeting was soft and plush, the bed large and inviting with several soft pillows, and a thick paisley comforter. On the chair next to the bed was an open suitcase. My curiosity got the better of me, and I glanced inside the suitcase. It contained a few pieces of fresh clothing, and a gift-wrapped box. He noticed my gaze, and spoke commandingly, "Take off that suit." His tone startled me, and guilt washed over me. My attention had wandered from him. I slowly unbuttoned my jacket, and slid it of my shoulders, my gaze lowered, moving as alluringly as possible. The jacket fell to the floor behind me, and I reached for my skirt's zipper. The sound of it filled the room, drowning out even the sound of my pulse in my ears. As it fell to the floor in a puddle around my feet, my arms fell back to my sides. I reached for my bra's clasp, and my hands froze when he told me to stop. He offered his hand, and as I took it, he drew me closer to him. I stepped out of my skirt, and stood before him, almost able to hear his pulse now. He walked around me; admiring my milky soft skin and enticing curves. I was keenly aware of his heat and scent as he surveyed my body. When he stood in front of me again, he told me to remove my bra and panties. I obeyed quickly this time, unfastening and dropping my bra to the floor as if it burned. I could feel my nipples spring to attention as he looked at them. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, and realized as I did that the roses in my cleavage heaved up to greet him. His lips parted softly, and a whisper of a smile brushed my lips as the awareness of our mutual arousal dawned on me. I hooked my thumbs into the top of my panties. I lifted my eyes to watch his face as I lowered my panties, and exposed my carefully groomed sex. I was delighted to see the lust in his eyes as he devoured my body visually.
We stood there for what seemed like hours while his eyes drank me in, memorizing every line and curve of my trembling form. Slowly he knelt at my feet, drawing a little gasp of surprise from my throat. With painful slowness he closed a hand around my right ankle, lifting gently, coaxing my foot off the floor. He slipped of my shoe, and eased my silk covered foot back to the lush carpet, then lifted my left foot and removed my other velvet shoe. He sat there on his heels for a moment, lifting his gaze from my small feet, to ankles, calves, knees, thighs, and finally resting on my inviting pussy, caressing me with his eyes. I could feel his breath as he leaned
Excerpt: Once inside, the door closed and securely locked, I let myself really look at him. He looked mature and confident, undeniably masculine and sexy in his suit and tie. I took a moment to survey the room, and relaxed a bit at the normalcy of it. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how nervous I was. The carpeting was soft and plush, the bed large and inviting with several soft pillows, and a thick paisley comforter. On the chair next to the bed was an open suitcase. My curiosity got the better of me, and I glanced inside the suitcase. It contained a few pieces of fresh clothing, and a gift-wrapped box. He noticed my gaze, and spoke commandingly, "Take off that suit." His tone startled me, and guilt washed over me. My attention had wandered from him. I slowly unbuttoned my jacket, and slid it of my shoulders, my gaze lowered, moving as alluringly as possible. The jacket fell to the floor behind me, and I reached for my skirt's zipper. The sound of it filled the room, drowning out even the sound of my pulse in my ears. As it fell to the floor in a puddle around my feet, my arms fell back to my sides. I reached for my bra's clasp, and my hands froze when he told me to stop. He offered his hand, and as I took it, he drew me closer to him. I stepped out of my skirt, and stood before him, almost able to hear his pulse now. He walked around me; admiring my milky soft skin and enticing curves. I was keenly aware of his heat and scent as he surveyed my body. When he stood in front of me again, he told me to remove my bra and panties. I obeyed quickly this time, unfastening and dropping my bra to the floor as if it burned. I could feel my nipples spring to attention as he looked at them. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, and realized as I did that the roses in my cleavage heaved up to greet him. His lips parted softly, and a whisper of a smile brushed my lips as the awareness of our mutual arousal dawned on me. I hooked my thumbs into the top of my panties. I lifted my eyes to watch his face as I lowered my panties, and exposed my carefully groomed sex. I was delighted to see the lust in his eyes as he devoured my body visually.
We stood there for what seemed like hours while his eyes drank me in, memorizing every line and curve of my trembling form. Slowly he knelt at my feet, drawing a little gasp of surprise from my throat. With painful slowness he closed a hand around my right ankle, lifting gently, coaxing my foot off the floor. He slipped of my shoe, and eased my silk covered foot back to the lush carpet, then lifted my left foot and removed my other velvet shoe. He sat there on his heels for a moment, lifting his gaze from my small feet, to ankles, calves, knees, thighs, and finally resting on my inviting pussy, caressing me with his eyes. I could feel his breath as he leaned
