| Author: | Deirdre Bonneval | ISBN: | 1230000011626 |
| Publisher: | Deirdre Bonneval | Publication: | July 23, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Deirdre Bonneval |
| ISBN: | 1230000011626 |
| Publisher: | Deirdre Bonneval |
| Publication: | July 23, 2012 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Lovers Christie and Nate get busy painting the walls of their new apartment. With the summer sun bearing down hard and splashes of paint dotting their bodies, clothes are quickly stripped off and tossed aside. The heat of their passion quickly matches that of the sun as they love each other in their new home for the first time. Contains explicit descriptions of m/f sexual acts. 4047 words.
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Excerpt:
They got back to work. Soon the final wall of the living room was painted and they commenced work on the bedroom. Christie, poised on a ladder and reaching down with her brush towards the paint bucket, accidentally splashed some on her body.
"Damnit," she grumped and stepped off the ladder, eying herself. "I got paint all over me."
"That's all right, it was bound to happen really."
"But also on my face, look." She turned to Nate, pointing at the dots of paint on her cheek and neck.
"I'm sure it'll wash off."
"It's not body paint, it doesn't wash off that easily. Goddamnit." Her mood was somewhat ruined. Nate wrapped his arms around her, not bothering to drop the paintbrush in his hand. They kissed.
"Here, I'll paint myself too and then we can both look stupid." He smiled, then took his brush, still wet with paint, and ran it over his right cheek, leaving a streak of light green in its wake. Christie laughed.
"That's going to stay there for like two weeks, you know."
"I know."
Nate hugged her again, and Christie suddenly felt the cold, wet brush on her exposed upper back.
"Hey! Stop it." She kissed him and this time Nate put the brush away, wrapping his arms around her tightly and pressing against her closely as their tongues locked together in passion. Nate's hands moved down Christie's back, over her overalls and onto her butt, giving it a gentle squeeze. He felt his dick stir slightly in his pants as they embraced and his desire for her grew. Christie, too, lost herself in the moment, and their love spurred the passion on, almost daring them to fulfill it.
"I want you so bad," Nate moaned, gazing into Christie's eyes. He kissed her again, his hands working quickly to unzip her overalls. She helped him along, and soon they were on the floor, leaving Christie standing in nothing but her bra and underwear. It was Nate's turn to undress now, and Christie unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them down, Nate wriggling out of them. They embraced once more, their warm bodies pressing closely together, hands caressing each other's naked skin.
"We don't have a mattress here yet..." Christie said tentatively, looking around at the bare, hard floor. They stood for a moment, trying to think of a solution.
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Lovers Christie and Nate get busy painting the walls of their new apartment. With the summer sun bearing down hard and splashes of paint dotting their bodies, clothes are quickly stripped off and tossed aside. The heat of their passion quickly matches that of the sun as they love each other in their new home for the first time. Contains explicit descriptions of m/f sexual acts. 4047 words.
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Excerpt:
They got back to work. Soon the final wall of the living room was painted and they commenced work on the bedroom. Christie, poised on a ladder and reaching down with her brush towards the paint bucket, accidentally splashed some on her body.
"Damnit," she grumped and stepped off the ladder, eying herself. "I got paint all over me."
"That's all right, it was bound to happen really."
"But also on my face, look." She turned to Nate, pointing at the dots of paint on her cheek and neck.
"I'm sure it'll wash off."
"It's not body paint, it doesn't wash off that easily. Goddamnit." Her mood was somewhat ruined. Nate wrapped his arms around her, not bothering to drop the paintbrush in his hand. They kissed.
"Here, I'll paint myself too and then we can both look stupid." He smiled, then took his brush, still wet with paint, and ran it over his right cheek, leaving a streak of light green in its wake. Christie laughed.
"That's going to stay there for like two weeks, you know."
"I know."
Nate hugged her again, and Christie suddenly felt the cold, wet brush on her exposed upper back.
"Hey! Stop it." She kissed him and this time Nate put the brush away, wrapping his arms around her tightly and pressing against her closely as their tongues locked together in passion. Nate's hands moved down Christie's back, over her overalls and onto her butt, giving it a gentle squeeze. He felt his dick stir slightly in his pants as they embraced and his desire for her grew. Christie, too, lost herself in the moment, and their love spurred the passion on, almost daring them to fulfill it.
"I want you so bad," Nate moaned, gazing into Christie's eyes. He kissed her again, his hands working quickly to unzip her overalls. She helped him along, and soon they were on the floor, leaving Christie standing in nothing but her bra and underwear. It was Nate's turn to undress now, and Christie unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them down, Nate wriggling out of them. They embraced once more, their warm bodies pressing closely together, hands caressing each other's naked skin.
"We don't have a mattress here yet..." Christie said tentatively, looking around at the bare, hard floor. They stood for a moment, trying to think of a solution.
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