Excerpt Six
...Christmas Day...but without the usual snowfall and bitter
cold, although I really love the snow....The trees, standing
like naked sentinels...Lords of the Manor guarding a silent
world, somehow frozen in time...and the fields, white, vast
expanses stretching into infinity....Even the snow-covered,
craggy peaks that surround us seem somehow, less
treacherous...more inviting...The "Call of the
Wild"?
....Perhaps....Perhaps....
If you were here...I would take you to the ski lodge...sit
with you in front of a roaring fire...hold your hands in
mine, look into those deep, intense dark eyes...and tell you
things in hushed whispers meant for only you to hear....
My imagination allows me to go with you upstairs...let you
slowly undress me...caressing my body as you remove each
item....I can feel your hands gently massaging my
shoulders...working their way lingeringly to my breasts...my
stomach...my thighs...and then your weight on me...my legs
wrapped around you...kneading your hips...pulling you into
me...my hips rotating...grinding...Movements harmonious,
synchronized....And groans born in my loins coming to life
in my throat....
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