LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK
He gingerly untied my bathrobe as I eagerly grasped his hand.
"Show some respect. Your mother is ..."
"Don't worry, we'll be done before anyone notices." He interjected.
Gently kissing my neck in a repetitive motion, moving from my shoulder back to my neck, he whispered into my ear, Inducing a thrilling sensation, the question was posed elegantly, "Where would you prefer it? Here or there?" Gesturing towards the bathroom.
"Right here would be most suitable," I responded with utmost tenderness, consumed by longing for him. My hands reached for his trouser, swiftly unfastening his belt and buttons.