A beautiful sunset dances across the horizon as she stands in the door fame, the wind softly blowing through her hair. The sound of waves can be heard in the distance softly lapping against the white beaches of Honolulu's shore. Her lover enters into the room to see her standing there, framed in the fading light, a prism of color sinking into the crashing surf. She looks like his every fantasy standing there as the breeze plays with her colorful sarong and molds the white halter-top against her beautiful bronzed skin.
She is a petite woman in her early twenties with an easy elegance about her. Her graceful curves could make a man forget the strength and firmness that lies beneath that silken skin. Her hair falls loose to her waist in rich chestnut curls and her eyes are deep and almond shaped. Eyes a man could lose himself in, watching them change from green to gold. He loved watching those eyes flash a deep golden brown...their color when she lost herself in her desires. She feels his gaze upon her and turns to find him watching her.
Their eyes lock and the unspoken words of love and passion hang in the air between them. She runs her eyes down her lover's shorts clad body. His shorts hang low, stopping just above the point of decency. He still sparks something inside of her with his smooth, firm muscles and easy charm. He's dark and handsome and virile and her body quivers slightly as he purposefully crosses the room to her.
He can smell the perfume of the lilies as he nears the open doors, but as he reaches her side, her fragrance surrounds him. The soft scent she wears with its notes of spice and musk fills his senses as he reaches his arms around her and draws the French doors shut, trapping her in his embrace.
"Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?" she whispers provocatively. A wicked grin is his only response as he leans into the now closed doors, pushing her back against them.
He leans in and nibbles on her ear, then plants gentle kisses along her jaw line. His mouth is a breath away from her soft lips when he looks into her eyes. Contrary to his gentle advances, his eyes are dark with passion, showing an urgent need in them that registers in her mind a second before he crushes his mouth against hers.