Today I was writing my book, Time To Save A Life. The one about a surgeon.
And well, I was having a little trouble. Because I really want to portray an undercurrent of sexuality between Izabelle, the main character and her friend and colleague Connie. I don't want it to be obvious. I mean they are not lovers. Well, as far as the reader is aware they are not. But I want the sexual tension between the two of them. And it is hard to write that kinda stuff.
Anyway, I am going to write what I have got so far...see what you think...
Its Connie's birthday and she has just opened her present from Izabelle...
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said softly "It's beautiful. Both of them are beautiful. You're beautiful" I smiled at her and pulled her into a tight embrace. Hugging her like my life depended on it. She didn't resist, and just melted into my arms, holding on to me just as tightly. Then, suddenly, she pulled me against her, and fell back against the sofa, and before I knew it I was curled between her legs, with my body pressed against hers. I tilted my head up and smiled at her. Then buried myself in her warmth. My head nestled on her breasts. For a moment I felt like I was in heaven. This woman was so soft and sexy it was impossible not to want to hold onto her for eternity. She wrapped her legs around mine and tighten her grip on me. But neither of us said a word. There was no need. Our faces and bodies did all the talking for us.
What do you think then?? Is it loving enough...do you think that they could be lovers??
And well, I was having a little trouble. Because I really want to portray an undercurrent of sexuality between Izabelle, the main character and her friend and colleague Connie. I don't want it to be obvious. I mean they are not lovers. Well, as far as the reader is aware they are not. But I want the sexual tension between the two of them. And it is hard to write that kinda stuff.
Anyway, I am going to write what I have got so far...see what you think...
Its Connie's birthday and she has just opened her present from Izabelle...
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said softly "It's beautiful. Both of them are beautiful. You're beautiful" I smiled at her and pulled her into a tight embrace. Hugging her like my life depended on it. She didn't resist, and just melted into my arms, holding on to me just as tightly. Then, suddenly, she pulled me against her, and fell back against the sofa, and before I knew it I was curled between her legs, with my body pressed against hers. I tilted my head up and smiled at her. Then buried myself in her warmth. My head nestled on her breasts. For a moment I felt like I was in heaven. This woman was so soft and sexy it was impossible not to want to hold onto her for eternity. She wrapped her legs around mine and tighten her grip on me. But neither of us said a word. There was no need. Our faces and bodies did all the talking for us.
What do you think then?? Is it loving enough...do you think that they could be lovers??
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