Excerpt from Blame It On The Night by Kaylyn
He lay on the bed, waiting for the woman he loved above all
others to join him. They both had had a pretty rough day, so the lovers planned to pamper themselves tonight. After a shower
and a shave earlier, he had put on a pair of silk black pajama bottoms, dashed on his favorite, looking forward to the night
with his lover. When he first walked to the room, he lit every candle that had been strategically placed around the room
to bathe the lovers in a glow from the flames. Now, lying down on the bed with his arms behind his head, legs crossed at the
ankles, he closed his eyes and waited for her to join him.
Sensing her presence in the room, he opened his eyes and watched
her as she stood in the doorway. Wearing only the top to his pajama’s, he admired her long beautiful legs as he watched
her quietly close the door to their bedroom and walk towards the table just inside their bedroom. Picking up the remote that
lay on the table, she aimed it at the stereo system that was normally hidden behind the closed door of a large maple wardrobe.
The smooth mellow sounds of the couple’s favorite jazz music filled the air, encasing the lovers even more in a world
of their own.
Turning, she looked at her love, still lying back on the bed. "You
look comfortable." She said huskily.
"I am comfortable." He said with a slight smile. Looking at her
as she stood near the bed, he couldn’t believe that she was his wife, his lover, and his friend. Her long blond hair
hung well past her shoulders. He envisaged how it would look, spread out on the pillows as they made love. "I wondered where
my shirt went," He said with a nod in her direction, indicating the shirt she wore.
"You want it back?" She asked seductively.
"Yes, I believe I do," He watched as her hands moved to one of the
three buttons that were fastened. Watching for his reaction, she slowly unbuttoned the shirt.
The man felt a jolt shoot through his loins when she had finished
unbuttoning the shirt, revealing the smooth toned skin of her body, and just a hint of her breast. Unable to lie still a moment
longer, he got up from the bed and walked to the woman. Not touching her, he looked deeply into her sparkling eyes. "I love
you," He whispered. "And I love you too my darling," she said huskily.
Bending, his lips touched hers, softly at first. He felt her
reaction to him, and with a groan, he pulled her into his arms, deepening the kiss. Her mouth opened, allowing his tongue
access to her sweet mouth.
Breaking their kiss, he moved his hand to her shoulders, impatiently
removing the shirt she still wore. Following suit, she moved her hands to the waistband of his pajamas, and quickly lowered
them. When he went to kiss her again, she moved back a half step.
"No, I want to look," She said sexily. And look she did. Her eyes
moved down his chest, his nipples already puckered with his desire. Her eyes next moved down to his stomach, admiring his
whipcord lean body. Finally, her eyes rested on his erection; long and thick, summoning her. Reaching out, she lovingly touched
the part of him that wanted her most. She felt the smooth skin that covered the harden steel of his manhood. Her thumb captured
the small bead of moisture that escaped the tip. Looking him deeply in the eyes, she brought the thumb up to her mouth and
licked it.
"You should be careful with that, darling." His voice was harsh
with need.
"Why," She asked huskily. "What will you do if I don’t stop?"
The man looked deeply into her eyes, marveling the fact that she
was his wife. Reaching out, he slid his fingers through her long silken hair. Dragging her closer to him, he kissed the curve
of her neck, nipping at her with his teeth and using his tongue to soothe the love bite. He felt her breathing deepened, and
he brought his lips to her hers.
The woman encircled her arms around his neck, his kisses drugging
her into submission. Not for long though. She removed her lips from his, and started kissing his neck, his shoulders, and
finally found his nipples, already erect. She encircled his nipple, being careful not to touch it directly. First one, then
the other and finally, he let out a faint groan. She finally went first, to one nipple, her tongue laving back and forth.
She held out her hands, and he put his large hands into her. Leading
him to the bed, she gently pushed him down until he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Squatting between his opened legs,
she ran her hands from his shoulders to his manhood, sending another jolt of desire through her lover’s body. With gentle
hands, she again touched his manhod lovingly. Grasping tightly, but gently, she leaned over and kissed the head of his ****,
her tongue sneaking out to caress him. Finally, her mouth opened and she took him deeply into her mouth. She heard his groans
telling her that he liked what she was doing. Up and down, over and over, she kissed him intimately, while he ran his hands
through her hair.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, and he grasped her head between his
hands to remove her mouth from his body. Standing, he reached down to her and lifted her up against him, their bodies melded
together. Kissing her with an intense heat, he lowered her to the bed, and immediately joined her there...
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