And Now For some Fluffy Soft Love in a Tub
For a few hours, the couple doze peacefully in one another's arms.
Nick was the first to wake. For a moment, he just stared at the sleepy beauty. Then an idea came to him, another way to show Adalind how much he cherished her.
He went into their en-suite bathroom and turned the water on for the tub. Then he went downstairs and gathered some candles and several bouquets of the roses.
Once the large tub was filled with water, Nick sprinkled whole rose blooms and petals everywhere, in the water and in the surrounding area. He then made a trail that led to the bed.
He also set up a small table with champagne and chocolate covered strawberries.
Then he returned to the bed where his beautiful wife was lying peacefully. Nick kissed her lips tenderly, a warmth flowing through him when he heard her sigh and felt her hand on his face.
"A hot bath is waiting for you my queen."
Adalind simply lifted her arms to him. Taking the hint, he picked her up and carried her to the bath, laying her gently in the water.
Adalind smiled, her heart fluttered when she looked at the chocolate covered strawberries and saw that each one had a different letter on it, so that they all together spelled out, "I love you".
Nick started a playlist of love songs, then got into the tub with his wife.
She glided into his arms with a smile.
"I love your smile. Especially after I've made love to you and am holding you." Nick spoke softly against her skin.
His lips trailed over her face, neck and shoulders. His fingers brushed feather light over her skin.
"I love how insatiable you are." Adalind moaned.
"You're my addiction, baby. How am I ever supposed to get enough of you?"
Nick then sealed their mouths together and he feasted on her lips hungrily, needing to get another fix of his drug of choice, his delectable wife, trembling and whining in pleasure in his arms.
He picked up a rose petal and brushed it over her nipple. Adalind picked up a rose bud and brushed it over his neck.
Looking into one another's eyes, both consumed with love and affection for one another. Not a single word was spoken because not a single word was needed to convey how they both felt.
Nick picked up a cloth, soaked it in the water and squeezed it over Adalind's shoulder. The warm water cascaded over her skin and Nick wished he could feel what the water did. To be able to touch every inch of his wife's body at the same time would be the very definition of paradise.
He then slid the cloth down between her breasts, caressing the lovely mounds, lower still, over her belly and then her silky thighs.
A soft sigh slipped from Adalind's lips as her husband caressed her slowly with the cloth.
A chocolate covered strawberry levitated from the plate and soared to her mouth. Another floated to Nick, who grinned at his lovely witch and opened his mouth for the sweet treat.
He picked up a champagne flute and brought it to Adalind's lips. Once she had taken a drink, he placed his lips exactly where hers were and took some for himself.
The candle light gave off a soft glow and bathed the room in soft tranquility. It lent itself to a mood for soft, slow, tender touches. For taking one's time and simply savoring the moment. There was no need to rush and no need to claim. There was only the need to hold and to enjoy.
The strawberries were ate. The champagne was drank. And Nick and Adalind chose not to speak a single word.
They touched. They kissed. They held one another and they caressed each others skin.
Adalind picked up the cloth and moved it over Nick's body, taking her own time going over his firm muscles.
The bubbles Nick had added to the bath may have hid what laid below the surface from their eyes, but they didn't need to see to be able to give their lover pleasure.
Nick and Adalind kissed tenderly as she stroked him with tender caresses. His own hands were busy, gliding up her thighs and finding her silky petals.
She was so sensitive from all of their love making that it only took the lightest touch and caress to trigger another wave of bliss. Adalind looked at Nick with so much love and adoration as her orgasm swept over her, and it triggered his own.
Their lips met, speaking with a kiss how much they loved each other and never wanted to be apart.
The water was getting cold, so they let the tub drain and got out. A wave of her hand and all of the candles were out. The couple rinsed off in the shower, where their hands and lips never moved away from each others body.
When the hot water ran out in the shower, they put on their bathrobes and sat on pillows in front of the fireplace for a while.
They continued to kiss and to touch, smiling blissfully like two lovesick fools, Uncaring about anything except the need to be with the person in front of them.