Winter’s Afternoon

(Ashley’s pov)

The sun is warm, filling the room with a warm lavender glow as it streams through the window and the sheer curtains. I think that everything is ready for your arrival. The pillows on the bed are plumped and the bed is warmed and turned back. The fire is lit and the couch has a soft lavender chenille throw tossed over the back. There is a low table in front of the couch facing the fireplace with a tea tray and a plate with scones and assorted cookies on it. I look down at myself and smooth my dark purple, long sleeved T-shirt and jeans. I can hardly contain myself as I wait for you to arrive.

I jump towards the door when your knock sounds. I open the door and drink in the sight that awaits me. There you are in all your glory, your soft eyes, and hair falling gently to your shoulders. You look wonderful in jeans and a sweater. All I want to do is take you in my arms and pet you, but instead I step aside and invite you in. The scones are wonderful and warm, so we start with those and our tea. As we work our way through the wonderful food we chat about things and get caught up, it has been a while since we saw each other.

All I can think about while we are talking is how wonderful you look, and how soft your skin looks, and how much I would like to kiss you until your lips are swollen. We are facing each other, our knees touching and our fingertips brushing from time to time. God I just want to take you in my arms and make love to your entire body! You are so amazing and gorgeous. "You should never play poker," you say softly when there is a lull in the conversation. I blush and stammer out why and you reply, "Your face is a dead give away. Why don’t you just kiss me and see where that leads us." There is a sweet smile on your face, as I slip my arm around your shoulder and pull you closer. "Mmm, your sweater must be warm, it’s so soft," I murmur into your hair. I feel a soft kiss on my neck that leads to a few more; you are making it hard to breathe and sending tingles all up and down my spine. I find your lips and kiss them insistently as I open them with my tongue. I gently slide my tongue into your mouth and explore it as my hand slips beneath your sweater to cup your breast. I try to restrain myself as you press your sweet body against mine. I want to taste all that you are, and feel you shiver in the anticipation of my touch.