The Adventures of Tiffany: Masquerade Ball
After Tiffany's affair with her sexy masseur, Michael, ends unexpectedly, Tiffany is left without a lover. Fortunately her dance club has an annual party planned and this year it is a fabulous masquerade ball. When she gets to the party, she meets a mysterious man that not only steals her heart but ignites the passionate desire in her soul once more.
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After Tiffany's affair with her sexy masseur, Michael, ends unexpectedly, Tiffany is left without a lover. Fortunately her dance club has an annual party planned and this year it is a fabulous masquerade ball. Hoping the music, dancing and being surrounded by people will soothe her aching heart, Tiffany goes all out to find the perfect dress and mask for the occasion. When she gets to the party, she meets a mysterious man that not only steals her heart but ignites the passionate desire in her soul once more.
Over 11,000 words.
Lowering his head again, his lips captured hers, kissing her tenderly but with also a fierce passion that thrilled her beyond words. His arms pulled her in closer, making her feel like she was safe, protected and most of all wanted by this man. There was no question of his desire, no doubt of the intensity of his feelings and absolutely no uncertainty about how much he wanted her. She was enveloped and carried away by his want for her and gave herself entirely to him within that kiss.
Tiffany slipped her hands up around Jean’s neck, pulling him deeper into it as his arms seemed to at the same time lift her up ever so slightly to do the same. He was tall and even in her heels she had to be on her tiptoes to kiss him. Now she almost felt like he was raising her up, allowing her to float above the gazebo floor in his arms. Her mind was lost in the clouds of delirious confusion as his lips and how he kissed her with them overwhelmed her mind and emotions. She was being swept away by this man and felt powerless to stop it. She didn’t want to stop it. The party, the rain, the gazebo and everything else that evening were a fading memory. It was all about this moment, right here, right now.
Time disappeared as their kiss went on. Soon her tongue found its way between his lips and sought out his own which willingly danced with hers. Their mutual embrace came even closer together and their bodies moved passionately together as one. Slowly he lifted her and she was soon literally carried away in his arms, her feet entirely off the floor and yet he made it all seem so effortless and natural. Jean moved them gracefully across the planked floor of the gazebo and pressed her against one of the large painted wood posts that supported the roof, their mouths never parting anywhere along the way. He feasted on her willing lips as he held her firmly against the post, his body pressing her against it with fervent desire. It aroused her and made her want him even more.
On either side of the post the rain poured down like streaming glass windows. There was another crack of thunder and a muted flash of lightning, its brilliant intensity diffused by the frosted glass of spilling water next to them. Neither paid any notice to what was going on around them. Their burning ache for one another shut out everything else.