Taste of Kiwi

This week’s theme is first physical touch. I had a slight problem with this one because most of the excerpts on my website cover the first kiss or touch, and I didn’t want to double up. In the end I chose a scene from Tea For Two, which is now out in print. It’s almost the first physical touch.

TEA FOR TWO by Shelley Munro

“Let’s go.” Sam slid from the booth without releasing her hand. True to his word, they didn’t see a single photographer, in fact they didn’t see anyone, apart from a couple standing close on the stairwell, who were more interested in each other than passersby.

Outside the pub, Sam hailed a black cab and half an hour later Hayley found herself standing in his Knightsbridge apartment. The door closed behind them with a soft click, a reminder of her foolhardy behavior. But Sam took her into his arms and she forgot her fears, sinking into the moment, the pleasure, letting go of her worries. His hands slid beneath the hem of her blouse. Warmth seared her bare skin, a moan of pleasure escaping when he spanned her waist. All he’d done was touch, but his stroking fingers sent pleasant jolts through her. Fairly innocent touches, but she couldn’t wait to get to the really good stuff. If this felt good, the rest would be dynamite. Sam unbuttoned her blouse with nimble fingers and slowly peeled it open to display her lace-covered breasts and bare stomach.

“Beautiful,” he whispered, brushing the back of his hand over one lace-clad nipple.

Tension filled Hayley but she released it with a slow breath, attracting his close attention. Immediately Hayley was pleased she’d succumbed to temptation and donned her good lingerie. Pale blue lace enhanced her curves much better than her everyday plain white cotton.

“Very beautiful,” Sam said, tracing the flesh at the edge of her bra with a delicate finger. “I can’t wait to taste.” The black blouse floated to the floor.

The glow in his eyes told her he meant it, pleasing her and allowing Hayley to drop the last of her reservations. She melted into his body, savoring the brush of breasts against his muscular chest. Her fingers slid through his hair, the silky texture tickling her palms as she clutched him to her. His masculine scent surrounded her, filled her lungs while his touch destroyed her and built her back up into a creature of pure sensation.

Somehow they found themselves in his bedroom with Hayley scarcely taking in the surroundings in the modern flat.

Sam released her to flick on a bedside lamp, bathing the room in a glow of light. A king-size bed dominated the room. Covered with a duvet in shades of blue—soft teal blue to aqua and navy—it reminded Hayley of the sea. A large window displayed the lights of the city spread out below them. The magical panorama drew her attention until the rustle of clothes attracted her eyes elsewhere. She turned in time to see Sam’s white T-shirt hit the ground.

Her breath caught at the sculpted muscles and golden expanse of flesh. Her fingers tingled with the need to touch, to explore some more. Hayley took half a step toward him before he stopped her with a grin.

“Oh, no, you don’t,” he said. “If I let you touch me, I’m going to lose grip on my control. It’s tenuous tonight. Let me touch you first, give you pleasure.”

Wide-eyed, she watched him, her hands dangling at her sides. Her breasts moved rapidly up and down. She realized she was panting and heat crawled across every inch of her body.

Sam prowled closer, his grin fading to intentness. Sudden nerves jumped in her belly, but she managed to remain still. He knelt in front of her and lifted her feet one at a time to slide off her shoes. Capable hands massaged one foot and traveled up her calf, skating across the delicate skin behind her knee. His fingers crept higher, over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, teasing a gasp from her when his fingers met the bare flesh above the top of her thigh-high stockings.

“You’re so soft,” he said, lifting his head to look at her face. One finger slipped beneath the lace of her panties, teasing sensitive feminine folds. Sweetly invasive fingers skated across her aching clit, Sam watching her reaction the entire time. “And I love the stockings. The sexy lingerie.”

Hayley jumped at the flash of pleasure from his stroking fingers, and he chuckled, the rich sound bringing a new flare of warmth inside. She gasped, wishing he’d hurry, yet contrarily wanting him to maintain the slow pace so she had plenty of memories to savor in the future.

He stood in a fluid move, brushing his lips across hers while his hands blindly sought the button and zipper closure of her black skirt. Talented hands. The skirt slid away, leaving her standing in bra, panties and her thigh-high stockings.

“Stunning and beautiful,” he whispered, standing back to study her closely. Hayley quivered with the sizzle of arousal, and realized her previous boyfriend had done a number on her, belittling her generous curves because of his own lack of expertise. She’d never felt more turned on or more ready to take the next step. And it was all Sam—his appreciative, seductive words, his sensual touch.

“Do I get to see you?”

“Not yet, sweetheart. Let me unwrap you first. I want you hot and needy and desperate for me.”

Hayley gulped. “I am,” she confessed. “Your job is done.”

Available at Samhain Publishing and Amazon.

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Lacey Savage
McKenna Jeffries
Moira Rogers
Sylvia Day
Sasha White
Shelley Munro
Taige Crenshaw
Vivian Arend
Lauren Dane
Elisabeth Naughton
Marissa Scott
Leah Braemel

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