章節 2: Richness of Grace
Andrew's P.O.V
"My love is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
oh my love is like a melody,
that's sweetly played in tune. "
I recited a verse for my beloved wife, Rose.
And just like the rose she was a June born. A beautiful, marvelous, playful and witty soul. I loved every inch of her. Her soft voice, her bountiful breasts, her dark eyes, her soft pale skin, the scar on her left breast, the slightly upturned mouth and protruding lips. Small yet full. Her dark winter hair and light summer streaks. The smell of her arousal, the scent of her body. A very subtle yet comforting scent. Like a bookstore along with her ancient wisdom. Rose's seductive methods of enticing anyone she desires. The way she looks at children, with a yearning that I so wish to fulfill. I want to touch her. Feel the small soft hair on her body rise against my infinities on her lusciousness.
"I'll cook something good for us tonight? " a silky tone questions. And the epitome of femininity rises above me. Her black skirt blew up, I could see the outline of her thong. Guess the winds are in my favor. I smirk whilst sitting up on our picnic cloth. It is quite isolated around here. Almost no one was present in the park. I check my royce, 3 O'Clock, odd.
"Want to make love?" I raise my left eyebrow as I looked around. She rolled her eyes like a feline. Turned around and walked away.
" I am going shopping, I'll bring some meat. " her skirt swayed as she walked away. I quickly got up and ran after her, forgetting our belongings behind.
" Can I tag along darling? Afterall I am man, isn't gathering and hunting a man's job?" I asked her with an underlined joke.
"Yes, if you're born in the B.C." she turned to look at me dead in the eyes. Challenging me to challenge her.
"Our fucking is like B.C. " my voice lower down in tones. Causing her to quiver. It gave me utter delight.
"Not now you savage. After dinner. "
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