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Sigh.....I wish I were Esme. ...with a dash of Carlisle on top of me. *cough* Hahaha!

Scene from chapter 8 of my Twilight Fan Fiction, Thorns--> [link]

|"I am going to take a shower," Esme whispered as she slid out from beneath me, leaving my lips on the verge of a manly pout. My lovely, seductive wife walked around the bed towards the bathroom in slow motion, her hand held just above my body, her fingers tickling my skin. Then she walked teasingly away, flashing me a cryptic smirk over her shoulder before she slipped into the small room and the water turned on.

I waited momentarily to get up, not wanting to seem too eager, but I was shaking with anticipation and I practically leaped off the bed to join her. She teased me when I caught her still in her nightgown, not yet in position for our little play. I closed and locked the door behind me and helped her get undressed — something that worked just as well with my fantasy.

I kissed her after I pulled the thin, cotton slip over her head and tossed it aside. Her hands rubbed down my abdomen and slipped under the waistband of my pants. No unbuttoning required, thus the only miracle of elastic pants. My pajamas were around my ankles and I wasted no time hoisting her up, her legs wrapped around my middle, to carry her into the shower stall. She pulled the handle of the frosted glass door shut behind us.

We let the running water hide the sounds of our pleasure as we finished what we had started in bed.

It was definitely one of those mornings!|

Description
Sigh.....I wish I were Esme. ...with a dash of Carlisle on top of me. *cough* Hahaha!

Scene from chapter 8 of my Twilight Fan Fiction, Thorns--> [link]

|"I am going to take a shower," Esme whispered as she slid out from beneath me, leaving my lips on the verge of a manly pout. My lovely, seductive wife walked around the bed towards the bathroom in slow motion, her hand held just above my body, her fingers tickling my skin. Then she walked teasingly away, flashing me a cryptic smirk over her shoulder before she slipped into the small room and the water turned on.

I waited momentarily to get up, not wanting to seem too eager, but I was shaking with anticipation and I practically leaped off the bed to join her. She teased me when I caught her still in her nightgown, not yet in position for our little play. I closed and locked the door behind me and helped her get undressed — something that worked just as well with my fantasy.

I kissed her after I pulled the thin, cotton slip over her head and tossed it aside. Her hands rubbed down my abdomen and slipped under the waistband of my pants. No unbuttoning required, thus the only miracle of elastic pants. My pajamas were around my ankles and I wasted no time hoisting her up, her legs wrapped around my middle, to carry her into the shower stall. She pulled the handle of the frosted glass door shut behind us.

We let the running water hide the sounds of our pleasure as we finished what we had started in bed.

It was definitely one of those mornings!|