That is precisely what Josie and Lance intend to find out in A Risk Worth Taking! Two lonely people with secrets yet to be told, wounds yet to be healed and love yet to be discovered. Come join them on their journey from the land of cyber sex to reality, amid the mists of Niagara Falls, Canada.
Every available surface had a glowing candle on it. Huge vases of roses where scattered about the room and the bed was covered with rose petals.
Lance was standing on the opposite side of the big bed holding a single rose and wearing nothing but a smile.
�Oh my god Lance. This is so beautiful!� She looked around in amazement. �I don�t know what to say.�
�Then say nothing, my love. Just come to me and let me take you to ecstasy.�
Josie slowly made her way across the space separating them. She walked so slowly and softly, she felt as though she was floating across the plush carpet.
Lance held his breath as he stood watching her.
Josie knew that the candlelight had to be shining through her thin negligee, silhouetting her body for him to see. The feel of the luxurious thinness against her skin was breathtaking; it was so ethereal. The material didn�t hide her; it was more like a mist floating around her.
When she finally made it to him, he lifted the rose to softly stroke it along her cheek and she was able to see the effect her entrance had on him. His want and need for her glowed in his candlelit eyes.
The feather-like touch of the velvety petals against her skin caused Josie to suck a breath in and hold it. She was almost afraid to breathe, in case she broke the spell.
Slowly, Lance moved the rose down her throat, across her collarbones and on down to the cleft between her breasts. The pounding of her heart made the petals shake as they softly moved across her chest.
With shaking fingers, Josie reached up and undid the spaghetti strings that were holding the garment up on her slender shoulders. With a soft whisper, the material fell away from her body to lie at her feet, like a soft snowdrift.
Lance continued to tantalize her flesh with the rose.
He had not touched her, except with the rose since he left the bath. It was driving Josie wild; she wanted to feel him. Knowing that he obviously had a plan in mind, she forced herself to keep her hands at her sides.
As he moved the flower over her erect nipples, she moaned softly. Never in a million years could she have imagined that a touch so tender, could ignite such a deep need within her.
excerpts: Boundaries / The Birthday Gift /
Let Me Say Goodbye / New Years Kiss / The Rejoining / Waxing Weekend