Pure Romance Body Dew Novels & Stories

The subtle scent of orchids enveloped her, transporting her senses to a serene oasis. Next came a bottle containing a luscious body oil, its golden hues glistening in the morning light. Madison allowed herself a moment of indulgence, pouring a generous amount into her palm. She spread it across her body, savoring the luxurious sensation as it melted into her skin, leaving a delicate sheen behind. The fragrance of exotic blooms mingled with her natural scent, creating a captivating aura that spoke of both femininity and strength.

He is just too hot to avoid. I take his big luxury bathroom as an advantage to give me a heavenly shower. He uses lavender-scented body soap. This is so awesome, though. My apartment's bathroom is so fucking small. After I finished showering, I put on my work clothes and then step out into his room only to find him half-naked. My jaw drop. I can't stop looking at his body. Oh God, his muscles are perfectly sculpted, and his eyes are absolutely sexy. My, my... He is so hawt...

Rose may mаkе ѕеlесtіоnѕ for my approval, this bеіng a wоndеrful орроrtunіtу tо ѕhоw hеr off. After lуіng in bed fоr a while, I gоt uр tо ѕhіt, shower and ѕhаvе, іn thаt order. While I wаѕ ѕоаріng up in the ѕhоwеr, I heard Rоѕе wаlk іntо thе bаthrооm, and I ԛuісklу rinsed mу fасе. I ѕаw a little hand with a whіtе tоwеl come аrоund thе back оf thе shower сurtаіn. Rоѕе wаѕ wаvіng thе tоwеl bасk аnd fоrth. Mу nаughtу girl ѕtерреd naked іntо thе shower with mе. She wаѕ hоldіng a lаrgе nаturаl sea sponge аnd a bаr оf Musgo Real Mеn'ѕ Bоdу Sоар. "I bоught these fоr you whеn I went ѕhорріng wіth Lаurа."

Steam curled around us as he opened the glass door and guided me under the warm cascade. The water hit my skin like a sigh. Hot enough to make me relax. It rippled over my shoulders, my breasts, down my stomach, washing away the evidence of the night in slow, lazy rivulets. I tipped my head back, letting it soak my hair, eyes closed, just breathing in the clean scent of expensive body wash and the underlying musk of us.

I reach for the ledge and take a lavender-scented body soap and pour a generous amount into one palm, then rub my hands together before beginning to rub her down. As my hands travel, coating her with white suds, I explore every inch of her, loving her soft skin and the way she reacts to me. From goose bumps to pebbled nipples, to a sudden inhale when I slip a hand between her legs, every reaction is so pure, so hungry, so trusting. Her eyes are still closed as I continue feeling the plains and crevasses of her sexy body.

Each of the water sources had 'instant on' heater elements set at the correct temperatures, so the water was always hot, but not too hot, as soon as it started. I came over to Jace and handed him a hand unit. I pointed out the two 'on' buttons, blue was just water, red was a spray of body wash and water, making a cleansing foam. The body wash was from Japan, made from seaweed or something; it did not dry the skin. It was expensive, but worth it for my wife's priceless body. To start I stepped behind Deni and went to her arms with the foam, so it flowed down the sides of her body, making her slick to the hand.

Win-win. I came out of the bath and applied flower-scented body lotion all over my body. My body hair had been lasered when I was a late teen. It was the best money I have ever spent on myself, I didn't have to do unwanted shaving anywhere on my body. My vagina was as smooth as a baby's butt. I went into the closet and grabbed a silk night dress. It was black, short, and certainly showed less skin than the others. I sprayed light perfume on my wrists, my neck, and the back of my knees.

The fresh, vaguely woodsy fragrance of sandalwood with a touch of nutmeg that wafted out of the lit candles evoked a super romantic feeling which made Ryan moan. He stared at the glass that separated the rest of the suite from the bed area for a moment and then snapped his fingers again. The glass instantly disappeared to reveal the huge bed that was covered with beautiful white silk sheets and red rose petals. The rose petals added a touch of sensuality and allure which took Ryan’s breath away. He took a sip of the champagne he had in his hand as he surveyed his handiwork, hoping he hadn’t left anything out.

The warmth seeps deep into my bones, chasing out the chill of exhaustion, of fear, of the unknown. I let my head fall forward between my arms, eyes closed, and just breathe. Inhale. Simon. Still here. Still lingering on the walls, soaked into the towels, the air, even the soap. Exhale. Want. Not just Zerina’s. Mine. I grab the bottle of his body wash and twist it open. The scent blooms instantly—woodsmoke and pine, leather and something darker, like rain on warm stone. I squeeze a bit into my palm and lather it slowly across my skin, working it into my shoulders, my arms, my chest. I scrub hard, like I’m washing away everything that came before this.

he nodded, still in disbelief about the sexual experience. We walked to the bathroom and stepped in the shower. "I want you to wash me," he said. His eyes were intensely focused on my body, and his voice was stern and commanding. I grabbed my strawberry blossom body wash, squirted a few drops in my hand, and rubbed the lavender all over his body. He closed his eyes and leaned his back under the water sprout. Water ran down his body, rinsing away the thick white bubbles. His body glistened as I continued to massage the gel over his chest.