I was there, covered with soft blanket. Alone, wasn’t sure about the time. Curtains were hiding the windows. The green numbers on the Digital clock suggested that the time was eight in the morning. I turned to the left and realized Petar wasn’t there, perhaps he’s in the bathroom taking shower. But I noticed the traces of his body on the bed sheet and the pillow. I touched the bulge on the pillow with the tips of my fingers. 1
The sound of shower reminded me about the last evening. My nipples felt soft and cheeks blushed with warmth. I could still sense his smell and touches, all over me. 2
Petar entered the room, he had towel wrapped around his hips. Tiny Droplets one by one were sliding from his hair over his nose. The trail of smell of shampoo and the exotic aroma of sandal tree followed him. 3
He sat next to me quietly and just kept on looking into my eyes. Slowly, he slid his hands under my body and dragged me like a baby to the bathroom under the shower. The smell of last night’s love was still lingering on my lips, once again his lips touched my breasts while his soapy hands dance all over my body. 4
- I love you– he said. 5
- Oh. – I was surprised. And I wasn’t surprised. 6
- What? - He asked me mumbling. 7
- It sounds so simple. You said it so simple. . - I had to clean foam from my face. 8
- Simple? 9
- Yes. Sound like… 10
- Like what? – He asked me. 11
- I don’t know. It is very hard to think with your hands on my body. 12
By now his hands were on my neck, sliding down gradually, through my cleavage and down to the waist, and then moved further down… He pulled me closer to his body. The towel was still between us but I could feel his excited part on my tummy, with his own life pulse. Petar was repeatedly kissing my breasts and tummy. He followed my gaze all the time. Then, I had to close my eyes because of those warm feelings. They were tantalizing me again. 13
My hands were on his shoulders, playing with foam and water. Then, at the next moment I removed his towel. He followed me with his smile and with his hands rubbing the girth of my thighs, playing sweet games. I could hear a symphony of love played somewhere at a distance or was it ringing in my head? 14
My senses were mesmerized and aroused. I don’t remember how and when we managed to sit on the floor under the shower. His lips were rubbing on my neck and nibbling my ear. 15
- Ouch… - I said, but he only murmured mmmmmmmmmm. 16
In his hands I was like a feather. I was slave of his thoughts. However, it wasn’t important anymore, and I had to explore his body with my lips. 17
Last night it was different. We were like two hungry animals. It was tango. Fire. Bolero. 18
Now, it was soft love dance. 19
I was there, on his lap, embracing his body. Felt his body surrounding me, his body inside me. His hands were like octopus shanks. All the time he whispered sweetness but nothing. 20
Two hours later, when we were dressed up sitting on the porch and listening birds’ sound, eating late breakfast, I heard the sound of a key at the door, and somebody entered the house. 21
- Petar! Are you at home? 22
- Yes, here, we are on the porch. 23
- Who was that? I asked. 24
- My maid. She comes twice a week to clean the house. 25
- You never told me… 26
- I didn’t think it was necessary and also I’ve been busy. – He smiled. 27
- And what now? 28
- What do you mean? 29
- What was… - I was confused with my love feelings. 30
- I do not understand. 31
- Neither do I. Once; I will have to go home. I have to… 32
- No. Your home is here. We will start from the beginning. Ask whatever you want. 33
- I have to call my kids. 34
- Do you want them here? 35
- No, no, they have their own life. I must call them. That’s all. Oh, yes, just one little thing. I need place to write my books. 36
I was there, at home, watching sunset over the lake and autumn colored leaves, breathing freedom.37
Author notes
My choice.: No 5.
Part one: allpoetry.com/Story/1464729
Part two: allpoetry.com/Story/1499689
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Thank you Sammy for your time to read all stories and for applause. Well, that's me and I hope that one day I will find time (read: money), or somebody with money, interested to translate my novels from Croatian to Englis and publish them outside Croatia. Thanks again.
~Sonja~ -
EXCELLENT
Sonja ... A very sensual shower scene ...
but written with the utmost decorum ... I do like your style ...
You have a way of keeping the readers interest with small anecdotes unrelated to the story. (Like introducing the dog.)
A very readable story. Thank you so much.
Take care,
Sammy -
Your comment is very nice and great support to me. I hope that soon I am going to work only like a professional bookwriter. This is my wish.
And, Bob, this is the end of this story. "And they lived happily ever after...
~Sonja~ -
Yes Billie, with words everything is posible, all other could be wishes, but one never know when and where will find love and home on the lake. I am glad that you like it.
~Sonja~ -
Very, very nice
Sonja! Your adjustment to the language is improving so much, that I can hardly believe it. Each new part is written with more and more clarity and this one is just perfect. So professional! How lucky these two are, to have found each other. The shower scene is to die for. Her decision to stay is a happy one for me. Bravo, and I hope it's not the end of the story. Bob -
Very hot, heady, and seductive. A great conclusion to this triilogy.
Blessed be
~~Serenity~~
Billie Jean -
Yes, I agree with you. I have full head of different stories. Your commnet is great support to my effort.
~Sonja~ -
excellent
Very well written .Very erotic, with a taste of passion.I liked the dialogue. Very real and easy to follow. Considering English is not your first langauge. this story comes over very well.
Keep writing you have much to tell. -
Thank you Katie very much for this detailed and nice comment. You are probably a good and patient reader. All my stories on Croatian language was writen this way, also my books - novels for adult. That's me.
~Sonja~ -
Excellent!
This is very good Sonja, it honestly flowed very smoothly, wasn't disjointed in any way at all. From sitting there alone with your thoughts, to realising the complete union together has been excellent reading! You took your reader through your write as if they were actually right there in your place, that is the mark of a good writer, your reader being riveted to the story from start to finish. It has been written with sensitivity and decorum and was a great read.
Well Done! you can congratulate yourself on this piece
~Katie~
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