Today on First Kiss Friday, we welcome romance
author, David Russell, and an excerpt from his Contemporary Romance novel, “Explorations.”
Newly divorced and looking
for interesting new experiences, Janice takes an art class with live models and
the star makes her want more than a coincidental meeting. Art model, Cedric,
thinks he knows the lady from somewhere when he sees her again at the pool. Body
language says a lot and chance meetings lead to a desire for more. Will Janice
ask Cedric over for a private modeling job and will he accept?
First Kiss Excerpt
Sure
enough, it was Cedric! Quite impressively dressed in the black of his hair
colour—cords, suede shoes, velvet jacket and fine polo. In spite of blushes on
both sides, recognition did not falter.
“Well,
well. Worlds are ridiculously small. How come you’re here?”
Cedric
fumbled a few moments for words . . . at length to come out with the routine
truth… “I left a book here a few days ago. I just came to collect it. But fancy
us both knowing Marcus!”
“We
follow life’s currents, its winds and waves…come on, sit down.”
* * * *
How
ideal! Everything laid on! It would have really spoiled things if either of
them had overstepped their customary manners and tried to arrange a meeting, as
the telephone advisers always said, in a neutral public place.
Janice
put on an album of Beethoven String Quartets and kept the volume low, but with
quite a lot of bass. The music blended, unobtrusively, with their sensations.
Its sombre explorations penetrated their minds, their hearts, their groins,
punctured their inhibitions, free their breath. Ripples registered on both
sides. Their dark outfits made a spectral blend, poised to melt into each
other. The non-verbal was sustained, as they mentally undressed—first each
other, then themselves, down to their bathing suits, at the water’s edge, ready
for the plunge.
* * * *
“Well,”
she giggled, “first leading question, what do you do? You give the impression
of having quite an exciting occupation.”
“I’m
a journalist, articles about fashion and health products. And how about you?”
“The
dreaded legal profession, highly stimulating at times, but it does stress me.”
“You’re
not alone; one does need things to counteract the stresses.”
She
gave him a sustained gaze. “Hmm, hope I’m not being intrusive. I’ve been
keeping an eye on you in the swimming pool for some time. You’re looking really
good now—got into swimming well…must admit I was a bit worried about you
before. You seemed a bit head-heavy, imbalanced. But now you’ve accepted your
body, toned it up and relaxed the tensions. It’s the best exercise, you know
involving all of you.”
“I
guess I’ve conquered some fears. I’m so glad to do it properly…” he grew a bit
shy and hesitant. “It started… when you bumped into me and gave me those tips
on how to improve that really clinched things for me, and…”
“Don’t
be shy,” Janice patted his knee to assuage his hesitation.
“I
had seen you before! At that party here . . . you did that beautiful dance;
your skirt billowed.”
“And?”
“Then
to see you in your bathing costume.”
“And
when you did, you took the plunge, bless you.”
“I
just had to come in the water with you. And then, when I saw you at the art
class, I was just dying to pose for you. I was secretly longing for the model
not to turn up so that I would have my chance.”
Janice
unbuttoned Cedric’s jacket, felt his shoulders and his chest. “You’ve got your
body in trim and you can really carry yourself in trunks. Clothes look good on
you, but your height of fashion is around your loins.”
* * * *
The
jacket dropped to the floor. Elation welled up in them both. Chemistry and
magnetism made their chain-reaction. Slowly edging their heads towards one
another, lips meeting eyebrows, eyelids, cheeks, chins, each other. Two
deepdrawn breaths were held for an ecstatic clinch with tongues. Her hand rose
to his crown, massaged him through that full, drawn-out embrace.
His
left hand unbuttoned her jacket, feeling her shoulder pressing from waist to
hip. Breeze-like, his right raised her skirt, to rest on her thigh as high as
was aesthetic at that moment. Her centre took the signal, hips pressing
forward. The two of them had dived and surfaced in love’s stream. What a catch
for her—this controllable gentleness combined with fathoms of passion—and for
him, this beauty of experience that he could now match. Aquiver, they drew
back.
“You’re
so lovely,” he panted, “I want to see you undressed.”
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