Water Signs: A Story of Love and Renewal
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As the rejuvenating streams of hot water rained down on them from
pulsating showerheads, Ken and Madeline soaked up every last pleasure
afforded them in their luxury Penthouse before their 11 a.m. check-out
time. The walk-in marble enclosure with its stone tile and five energetic
jets boasted enough room for five people, let alone this private party for
two. With their preferred music enhancing yet another "first" between
them, Maddy smiled as she squeezed a dollop of her favorite citrus body
wash into a puffy net, lathering it up before applying it to his chest in
circular motions. His hands roamed up and down the back of her wet
body, while every fiber of his being reacted to her touch.
"Madeline, if you keep doing that we're never going to get out of here
on time," he groaned. His warning only seemed to encourage her as she
continued, deftly working her way down to his muscular legs, then back
on her toes, giving him the perfect opportunity to scoop her up tightly in
his arms and hold her on his lap as he sat down on the built-in shower
ledge.
"You drive me crazy, you know that?" His electric blue eyes stared
hungrily into hers.
Maddy just smiled at him in her smoldering way as he took the net
from her hands and proceeded to return the favor, dripping warm, soapy
water on every inch of her. Then setting it aside, he gently employed his
hands, along with the stream of rushing water, to rinse away every trace of
lingering suds. She could barely maintain her composure as he hovered
over her most sensitive places, pursuing her lips and tongue as he did so.
"Oh God, Kenny you feel so good," she sighed repeatedly, lost in this
irresistible cross-section of fantasy and reality. And then placing the
and sensual act of all-shampooing her long, auburn hair. His strong
fingers provided a stimulating massage as her scalp and body shivered
with excitement. Afterwards, they simply held each other under the
waterfall, reluctant to end the most magical weekend they'd ever shared.
Yet unknown to Maddy, there was so much more to come on this blissful
Sunday.
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"Thank you for remembering my clothes and all the rest of my stuff,
baby," she smiled as she slipped into a cute, black and white floral print
sundress, a recent online purchase from Boscov's, her favorite department
store. He strode up behind her, now dressed in khaki pants and a lemon
yellow golf shirt, and hugged her waist.
"You're welcome, sweetheart but I do have a confession to make-
place and put together a little overnight bag." He kissed her on the
temple.
Turning around to face him while keeping their arms linked, she
smiled. "Aha! So that's how you did it! Wow, she's good, that little stinker;
she never once tripped up. Amazing-my best friend knew about my
engagement before I did! At least, I assume she knew everything all along?"
She raised an eyebrow.
"Ok, yes," he admitted sheepishly. "But it was the only way I could
pull something like this off!"
"Well I think you're both awesome!" She craned her neck to plant a
quick kiss on his lips. "Thank you, baby."
"No thanks necessary, sweetheart," he replied softly, as he held her
close. "This is just the beginning."