Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Tilly's Teaser 8

A sample of The Peeper from More Honey Keys - Book 2

“I'm gonna take a shower. Fancy joining me?" you whisper heavily in my ear.

I nod and squeeze your round firm buttocks as you lead me up the stairs, into the bathroom. I kick off my boots and undress as you turn on the shower. When the water is the right temperature you step in. Now naked I join you under the hot water. Holding my head back I allow the water to run over my face. Closing my eyes, I feel your lips on my throat, your tongue against my skin. It's electric; your touch is like magic and my body aches for you. We start to kiss, slowly at first, but then more passionately. The feel of hot wet flesh sliding under our fingertips is driving us both wild with desire.

You grab the soap and rub it over my full ripe breasts, caressing them as you do so, gently at first, then with much more urgency as your lust grows. You squeeze both my nipples between your fingers and thumbs and I flinch. You see the look of surprise on my face and reassure me with a deep long kiss, your tongue filling my mouth and caressing mine. You pull your mouth away from mine and trace the path of my throat and breastbone with your lips. Your head lingers between my breasts, teasing me. I reach for the wall behind to steady myself, I know what's coming and what effect it will have on me; I want to be ready.

You pull your gorgeous head away momentarily and look at my breasts, all soapy and wet, before you lick your lips and take my right nipple into your mouth. Your left hand works on my left nipple while your right hand travels down my stomach towards my pussy. You seem pleased with the way you find me and I feel your lips tighten around my erect nipple as you smile.

I throw my head back and moan with pleasure. Hot water runs down the entire length of my body, waking every nerve, warming every inch of my skin. I pull my head forward, water running down my face and into my mouth and through the gap in the shower curtain I catch sight of the large mirror on the wall opposite. I am shocked to see a reflection, not of you or myself, but of your brother. He's leaning against the doorframe, obscured from view by the open door itself, watching us. He knows I've seen him, our eyes lock for a second and then he grins. His smile is an open challenge; he's daring me to carry on.