Last night was delicious. After browsing around EdenFantasies as usual and making two purchases, my beloved and I found ourselves a bit in the mood. Flirtations were cast back and forth and I waited for things to idle a bit before heading into the bathroom to draw a bath. Making use of the adorable bath set my beloved has, soon the tub was full of pale pink bubbles and soothing salts, with red candles flickering nearby. I put the laptop near with a movie loaded and brought her in. We relaxed in the hot bath and watched the movie, cuddling a bit and enjoying each others' company. Afterward we dried off and she donned her fuzzy bathrobe and sat on the floor against a wall with her laptop.
I sat on the bed and watched her. She was so beautiful. So elegant looking and fresh, sitting there in her little corner. I couldn't stand not touching her. Retrieving some delicious smelling caramel lotion, I brought her to me on the bed, had her get naked and laid her down. Sensual music playing in the background, I gave her a full body massage with the lotion and admired her soft skin and gorgeous contours. Every inch so perfect, as if designed for me. Not a day goes by that I don't find myself in awe of her beauty. Physical, mental, spiritual. She is truly my beloved.
After the rub down we cuddled and I ran my fingers along her, exploring her heat, enjoying her moisture. Smooth and silky, utterly flawless. I know what she wants, but I won't give it to her. Even though I find myself pushing the threshold of my own restraint, plans must be kept and orderly.
I want to tease and torment her. I want her to be needy, and wanton, and aching for satisfaction. I've a day planned in the very near future and the build-up must not be interrupted, after all.
She made a delicious dinner and we ate, cuddled a bit more, and talked. Finally we fell asleep beneath the soft plushness of the blanket. It was a wonderful night.