ROMANCE: Mars And Venus (Second Chance Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories) (Contemporary Romance, Out of Body Experience) by Piquette Fontaine Page A
Authors: Piquette Fontaine
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like the ones they'd shared in the past were more of an unnecessary extravagance than anything vital. It was like, now all of the sweet, considerate things he'd habitually said in the past could be eschewed. Vera tended to romanticize any time the two of them came across older couples, elderly lovers whose bond seemed so deep that they didn't even need words to communicate. Each knew what the other was thinking, and the need for speech was obsolete.
Actually, he supposed, there was just as much chance that the old couples they saw were either senile or annoyed at one another as there was they were genuinely in love as Vera made him out to be- but for his purposes, that was the stage that Mark considered their relationship to have arrived at.
Comfort to the point of silence.
And it should have been clear to Vera that he still loved her, shouldn't it have been? After all, her body drove him absolutely crazy!
Actually, he could barely stop himself from tearing off Vera's fucking clothes on the cab ride home...
“Stop!” she yelled, swatting him away as he kissed her neck in the back seat, nibbling up and down like a corn cob, reaching his fingers between her legs beneath that short little dress. She smacked him in annoyance.“Cut it the hell out!”She was all for a good roll in the hay, but the goddamn cab driver could see them in the rear view mirror! Voyeurism did not appeal to Vera in the least bit whatsoever.
Eventually the cab pulled up to their apartment, and by the time they got in the door, Mark had Vera's clothes torn halfway off of her. She finally let him have his way, and began participating in earnest- hot and bothered herself at this point, the space between her legs wet and slick with arousal.
The two locked lips, kissing like teenagers, their tongues lashing from mouth to mouth, saliva spilling between their lips, lapping one another up sensually, nibbling, biting, swallowing up heated breath, feeling dizzy and lightheaded and absolutely wonderful.
They began to grope one another through their clothes. Mark's hands roved pervertedly around that kinky little dress that had been frustrating him all night, unzipping it about halfway down the back and reaching inside, feeling up the contours of her shoulder blades, warm and smooth and sharp, lacing his fingers into the strap of her bra, running his palm around the slick central crevice of her spine, the sweat dribbling down along her form, perfect and sensual and exquisite.
Vera pulled his body into her, seizing him by the ass and tugging, and felt the sharp push of his erection into her waist, stabbing her through the multiple layers of their clothes, and turning her on like you wouldn't imagine.
Mark's hands roved around to the front of the dress, and touched down firmly upon her breasts, caressing the wondrous marvels in deep, firm circles, pushing them around and around and around on her body, causing her to sigh with passion, her body to tingle, the warmth spreading up between her thighs and then penetrating out through her nipples, everything beginning to heat up, go light, fuzzy, wonderful.
“Ohhhhh,” she sighed, rolling her head lightly around, soaking in the beauty of the moment, loving everything wonderful about life, and shivering with the absolute grace of his touch.
His hands dribbled around her soft, firm contours like raindrops dribbling down along a statue after a shower. They followed her curves down along to her tender thighs, then swept back up, the climate of her body getting hotter and hotter as he reached up under her dress, and at last pressed down against the spot he'd been seeking for so long, feeling her heat, radiating sensually into his palms, lacing his fingers into the waist band of her panties as they kissed, and feeling, caressing, savoring, tracing out shapes along the soft, clean-shaven swath of her pubic triangle, making her sigh, and shudder with passion.
And then he fell gently lower, lower, lower, lower, and
Actually, he supposed, there was just as much chance that the old couples they saw were either senile or annoyed at one another as there was they were genuinely in love as Vera made him out to be- but for his purposes, that was the stage that Mark considered their relationship to have arrived at.
Comfort to the point of silence.
And it should have been clear to Vera that he still loved her, shouldn't it have been? After all, her body drove him absolutely crazy!
Actually, he could barely stop himself from tearing off Vera's fucking clothes on the cab ride home...
“Stop!” she yelled, swatting him away as he kissed her neck in the back seat, nibbling up and down like a corn cob, reaching his fingers between her legs beneath that short little dress. She smacked him in annoyance.“Cut it the hell out!”She was all for a good roll in the hay, but the goddamn cab driver could see them in the rear view mirror! Voyeurism did not appeal to Vera in the least bit whatsoever.
Eventually the cab pulled up to their apartment, and by the time they got in the door, Mark had Vera's clothes torn halfway off of her. She finally let him have his way, and began participating in earnest- hot and bothered herself at this point, the space between her legs wet and slick with arousal.
The two locked lips, kissing like teenagers, their tongues lashing from mouth to mouth, saliva spilling between their lips, lapping one another up sensually, nibbling, biting, swallowing up heated breath, feeling dizzy and lightheaded and absolutely wonderful.
They began to grope one another through their clothes. Mark's hands roved pervertedly around that kinky little dress that had been frustrating him all night, unzipping it about halfway down the back and reaching inside, feeling up the contours of her shoulder blades, warm and smooth and sharp, lacing his fingers into the strap of her bra, running his palm around the slick central crevice of her spine, the sweat dribbling down along her form, perfect and sensual and exquisite.
Vera pulled his body into her, seizing him by the ass and tugging, and felt the sharp push of his erection into her waist, stabbing her through the multiple layers of their clothes, and turning her on like you wouldn't imagine.
Mark's hands roved around to the front of the dress, and touched down firmly upon her breasts, caressing the wondrous marvels in deep, firm circles, pushing them around and around and around on her body, causing her to sigh with passion, her body to tingle, the warmth spreading up between her thighs and then penetrating out through her nipples, everything beginning to heat up, go light, fuzzy, wonderful.
“Ohhhhh,” she sighed, rolling her head lightly around, soaking in the beauty of the moment, loving everything wonderful about life, and shivering with the absolute grace of his touch.
His hands dribbled around her soft, firm contours like raindrops dribbling down along a statue after a shower. They followed her curves down along to her tender thighs, then swept back up, the climate of her body getting hotter and hotter as he reached up under her dress, and at last pressed down against the spot he'd been seeking for so long, feeling her heat, radiating sensually into his palms, lacing his fingers into the waist band of her panties as they kissed, and feeling, caressing, savoring, tracing out shapes along the soft, clean-shaven swath of her pubic triangle, making her sigh, and shudder with passion.
And then he fell gently lower, lower, lower, lower, and
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