Draw in the Night

by James Hornby

Genres: Erotic & Steamy Romance

Synopsis

An erotic short story by James R. Hornby

The ocean whispers secrets as it caresses the shore; an eternal on looker to the lives of men and women. He is the artist, looking for that perfect image, that perfect moment: she is the lonely waitress looking for the perfect lover. The ocean whispers secrets of their meeting and their passion. The night holds the secret to their mutual release and satisfaction.

Release date: May 19, 2010

Publisher: Headline

Print pages: 26

Sample

Draw in the Nightby James R Hornby

Full, rounded breasts; nipples slightly elevated on soft skin. Waists that scoop in from below ribcages to sweep out again to full hips which then taper down through thigh and calf to the delicate tick of a foot. Lips that smile, plump red lips; small mouths, large mouths, slim faces, oval faces, bright eyes, dark hair, fair hair, skin the colour of milk, skin the colour of dusky chocolate ... He has sketched them all.

In some cases he has done more than sketch the models, the pad having fallen away as he rises to meet them in the bright studio. His long-fingered hands, artist’s hands, slipping across soft skin; cupping a breast, a buttock, tracing the line of her hip, across her belly and lower ’til he finds her slit, already slick, puckered for a kiss. His fingers slip inside, and he feels her heat, her need. It yields to him as his fingers hook, explore. She gasps into his mouth, a sweet desperate sound: ‘Oh.’

And he just wants to give her more. He slows his exploration. She sighs and lays her head on his shoulder.

Muscles clench around his fingers, drawing him in, he applies a little more pressure and he feels the brush of hair on his cheek as her head rises, rolls back, lips parted to utter another cracked: ‘Oh!’

But that was then and this is now. His days of learning his craft have faded into the past and become vague outlines in his memory. He has travelled for much of the spring, seeing old friends and visiting places of beauty. He has seen great castles, prou. . .