Fire In His Eyes by Nightingale MJ

Author:Nightingale, MJ [Nightingale, MJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MJ Nightingale
Published: 2013-12-15T23:00:00+00:00

By, nine thirty we were just being seated at the Pelican Landing, a casual dining restaurant at the end of Pier 66. We sat outside, and had a great view of the Intracoastal Waterway, and boats coming in and out, yachts too. Victor hoped someday to have his own boat as he loved to sail.

The lighting in the restaurant was subdued, yet bright enough we could easily see one another. We both ordered the seafood special with the vegetable of the day, and Victor also had them bring out oysters because they were purported to have aphrodisiacal qualities. Although I had never tried them before, I found that I quite enjoyed them as the little slippery suckers slid down my throat. They were good with just a squirt of lemon juice. We had one cocktail after dinner, enjoyed each other’s company and the spectacular view. By eleven thirty, the check was paid and we were in the car, headed back to the hotel where a whole new dimension on our sex lives was about to be unleashed.

Victor seemed nervous when we got back to the hotel, and it made me a little nervous, too. He was probably worried about my reaction, I told myself, and not by what might be in the trunk? I excused myself to go freshen up and give him some time as well. I rummaged through my bag, and retrieved the one piece white, almost see through satin chemise with matching lace panties I had selected for the night and made my way to the bathroom. He stopped me as I passed him, and pulled me in for a quick kiss, and said, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I just want to please you.” His eyes searched mine.

“I believe you,” I whispered the words as I pulled away. In the bathroom, I brushed my hair out until it shone and shimmered like gossamer, and brushed my teeth. I stripped and I used one of the hotel washcloths to freshen up my arms, face, and legs. Then I applied my lotion smoothing and massaging it all in, before I put on the little nightie. It was a simple piece, virginal almost. I had bought it last week, knowing Victor would like it because of its innocence and because he liked me in white as it contrasted well with my skin tone.

When I came out of the bathroom, he had on a nice pair of form fitting black boxer briefs. He looked like an Adonis to me, with his chiseled chest, and the glow from today’s tanning revealing every ripple in his chest and arms. “You are so ravishing in white, Monica.” He crossed the room to me, and swept me into his arms swinging my legs over one arm and supporting my back with the other.

“Thank you,” I whispered, and then his lips claimed mine greedily. It was intense, and needy, and demanding of a response. I was breathless when it ended and he put me back on my feet in front of the small silver trunk he had placed on the small table in the room.

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