The Touch of Bliss — A Sensual Reckoning (Muse of Shadow) by Caelyn Alba Page B

sly, like it did. “Do you want to do
something else first?” she said.
    I smiled back.
     
    She’s lifting me and I’m pliant in her hands, soft and
shapeable and responding instinctively to her touch as she pushes me back on
the bed. She embraces my sex with her mouth and I can feel all the uncertainty drained
from me. Her tongue is long and light, tasting me with a trembling hunger that
I can feel as sharply as I feel it greet my clitty with its wetness. Her sex is
dark and pink, chocolate and cherry, and sweet beneath my tongue.
    We’re groaning, thrusting against each other, trembling with
each slow caress. Like we do each and every day and night since those
incredible days and nights that we met. I feel her break away, her tongue
tracing the edges of my swollen nether lips. Her breath is cool against me,
ragged and fast like mine. Both of us whispering each others’ names so that she
knows how much I love her, I know how much she loves me…
     
    “Lori? You okay?”
    “Yes.”
    Yes, oh yes…
    “You look like you went away for a second there.”
    Last night, I dreamed the future.
    “Yes.”
    I felt the tears, which were because everything changed last
night.
    Yes, oh yes oh yes yes yes…
    “Don’t cry, baby. Please. Just tell me what you want.”
    This. Just this…

 
    ABOUT THE AUTHOR
     
    Caelyn Alba is a pseudonym responsible for the
writing of erotic fiction and memoirs, much of it in conjunction with husband
Sean Gerard Leah. In real life (when she can figure out what that is), she
teaches humanities in the Pacific Northwest.
     
    EROTICA FROM
MUSE OF SHADOW
     
    EIGHT
DAYS — An Erotic Odyssey
    EXTRA
CREDIT — A Master Class in Summer Swinging
    THE
NIGHT I LOVED YOU — An Erotic Awakening
    PLAY
FOR ME — A Sexual Concerto
    TEN
YEARS GONE — An Erotic Reunion
    The TOUCH OF BLISS — A Sensual Reckoning