The Name
Her eyes flung open as she drew in breath. The flickering firelight danced with her irises as her mind drifted off into the sultry melodies of a nearby phonograph. The smell of sweet rose petals and dark chocolate filled her lungs. “Good evening, my lovely bride,” a voice suddenly rang out. She looked to find a handsome man standing in the doorway. Her heart jumped in shock, then froze completely at the sight of his gorgeous face and stunning physique. Before she could finish sizing him up, he started towards her. “I’ve been waiting all day long,” he exhaled, loosening his tie. “You have?” she stuttered, watching him continue onward. He rolled his neck as he unbuttoned his shirt. “Oh, yes,” he whispered. Her lip quivered at the sight of his tantalizing abs. Pausing right in front of her seat at the edge of the bed, he took hold of her sleeves and ran his hands up to her cold shoulders. “You’re so beautiful,” he sighed, fingering her silky dress in threats to remove it. “Not too shabby yourself,” she breathed as he cupped her face in his hands. Their lips caressed each other’s as their eyes got lost deep in the back of their heads. Just then, he pulled away. “Are you ready?” he asked. She nodded impatiently, struggling to keep her hands from grabbing him. He loosened his belt then continued the smooch. In a swift motion, he swept her onto her back. “I love you so much,” he moaned, planting kisses down her neck and into her bosom. Her muscles tensed in surprise and delight as his lips returned to hers. Her hands found their way up his back and into his soft hair, while his found the zipper to her wedding gown. Dropping the last of their clothing to the floor, he passionately intertwined with her. His warm breath on her neck and strong hands grasping her sides caused her to shiver in ecstasy. She threw her head back with a blissful gasp as rhythmic pleasure pulsed through her body. Her heart rate increased rapidly, her breaths became shallow, and her hands clenched onto his shoulder blades. Every fiber of her being longed to scream out his name, but, for the life of her, she couldn’t seem to remember it.