However, when she turned he was not there. Instead, a rose and a note lay upon the pillow where his head had been. She smiles and picks up the rose and smells it smiling. Keeping the rose pressed to her nose, she picks up the note and reads it. She keeps smiling as she reads
I am really sorry but I had to leave. I promise however that I will return tonight. I cannot stop thinking about last night and the great time we had. I would like to see you again and maybe we could do more with each other.
As she reads the note, she bites her bottom lip and closes her eyes vividly remembering the passionate events of the night before. Placing the note down, she takes the rose from her face and slowly slides it down her body. It's silken feel arousing her sensually. Making her nipples harden as she softly brushes it over them. Stroking it further down her body. Under her breasts, down over her stomach, down her right thigh then up to her pussy lightly stroking it all the while imagining Tristians soft and gentle touch upon her. She wanted him there and then. Her mind raced as she now imagined the night ahead as well as remembering the earlier events.
She drops the rose and uses her hand to stroke and massage her pussy as her other hand massages her breasts. She starts to moan and squirm as she rubs then sarts to rub her clit her moans becoming louder her squirming becoming more intense as she thinks of Tristian between her legs teasing her clit with the head of his cock.
Unable to hold back as she gets wetter and wetter, she removes the hand from her breasts takning it under her leg and slides two fingers into her aching pussy. She can feel him inside her and she fingers herself hard and fast wanting Tristian to take her. To make her his.
Rubbing her clit in time with her fingering, she soon came her sweet liquid flowing down her fingers as she lay back in orgasm. It was the first time she had been able to bring herself to orgasm and it had been the thoughts of Tristian that had done it. Yet again she thought to herself, wondering what it was about Tristian that she had found in no other man. Her thoughts were stopped as she heard a familiar and very welcome voice.
"Looks like you could use a hand there"
To be continued...