To Be Worshipped

There was something about the way James looked at her. It was as if he was peering in to her very soul.  She'd heard such a phrase used once or two in a movie, but not until this moment, had she known what it meant.

Heart thumping, Louann felt her will power melting away. Strong fingers tipped her chin up, as Louann tried to turn away.

"Don't look away, love."  James' deep voice reverberated through her whole body.  "I want to look into your eyes as I make love to you."

"I...but...we..."  Louann's face reddened.  "We can't.  I'm not that kind of woman."

"That kind of woman?  Love, you can't seriously mean to tell me that you are not a woman who wants to feel her body cherished.  Every inch touch and kissed and tasted."

"I..."

"That is what I thought."  James fingers slipped beneath Louann's tee shirt and over her breasts.  "You deserve to be worshipped, love."

"Oh, my..."

James bent over and kissed her neck, just below her ear.  Louann gripped his arms tight, as her knees began to shake.

"I think...I mean..."  she murmured.

Slipping his hands around to her back, James reached down and cupped her jean-clad ass.

"Let me worship you, love."  Pulling her against him, James rubbed his bulging cock against her.

"Oh, God. Please." Louann whispered, her own body absentmindedly grinding against James' erection.

Lifting her up in his arms, James carried Louann to the bedroom and spent the rest of the night worshipping her.
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Yes, I am back to playing around with "teasers" my friends.  I also have gone back to the editing process on my anthology that I initially planned to release in March.  Hopefully, I can get enough time to finish it up before the holidays, so some of my more "adventurous" fans will be able to purchase it as a gift for a loved one...or as a gift to themselves.

Love you friends!

Keep it sexy :P

~J~