Is it him or is it a real writing block?
"I can't believe we are here like this! 6 days, just us, like, is this for real?" Gushing like a teenager, flitting around the cabin, exploring all the places we have access to. Outside, a hot tub, already on and open beckons us to the deck to relax and admire the snow capped peaks in the distance. Champagne is smartly tucked in the snow built up just over the banister, two flutes sit in a tray on the table beside the hot tub, along with towels and a small black box, adorned with a white, satin bow. Coming up behind me, wrapping your arms around me, chin on top of my head, you ask " Think you'll be ok here for a few days?"
"Ok? This is amazing! How long have we waited for this chance? How long have we held back and done the right thing for everyone else? Now is our time to do what we want. And the first thing I want to do is get naked and get in that hot tub with you!" Unbuttoning your shirt as you tug the clip from my hair. Feeling your heat as I pull up your shirt and unbuckle your belt. Still not believing that 17 years is what it took to get here.
"Hey, look at me" you growl as you wind your hands in my hair and tip my head back. Looking at me with an emotion I'm not sure I'm familiar with. "I have always loved you, Dove, I have always and will always. There are so many things I want to tell you, and so many things I don't know how to say. I just know that as much as I want you right now, I want to just be here, with you and no rush. No waiting for someone to walk around the corner, no whispering so we aren't heard, I'm sick of it, I hate it and I'm done with it. It's you and me and we are here. We have 6 days to make up for 17 years. So tell me, Dove, what have you wanted to do more than anything all this time? What have you dreamed about?" With no hesitation, raising up on tiptoes, I press my lips to yours in a kiss that, I hope, lasts forever. Tasting you, savoring your lips on mine, feeling your warm hands slide under my shirt and around my waist. Shivering, trembling really, with excitement, undressing with abandon. The hot tub hasn't left my mind, nor has it left yours either as we look at the door, then each other at the same time. Smiling, and raising an eyebrow, you wink and the race is on! Upstairs to get towels, toys and music, then back down to gather snacks, wine and ice.
Arriving together next to the hot tub, you pull me close, kissing me deeply and stealing every last ounce of self control, I can't help but gasp as I feel how excited you are. Pushing you back to lean against the hot tub, dropping down to my knees, I begin to flick my tongue against the tip, teasing a few hitched breaths from you. Slowly dragging my tongue from tip to base and back, the vibration from your moans travel through me like electricity.