I released my grip on both with reluctance and raised my eyes nervously to meet hers.

“Just confusing to me, how you can tan ever so slightly, when most redheads are pale, or else … um … are covered with freckles after they’re exposed to the sun,” I continued, my words stumbled over each other as I watched her crawl to the nearest side-table to lay my cup and saucer on it. A fold of her kimono curved on her back and then traced an S line down the slope of her body until it hit her phenomenal ass. The S line moved hypnotically to the left, then to the right, in slow motion. Left. Then right, the line, and her ass, went.

Her breasts swayed in slow motion from side to side also when she turned around and made her way to me, “walking” on her knees over the covers of the bed until she got to my side and then slowly raised one leg over my lap, to straddle me. I’d stopped breathing minutes ago, I think. I couldn’t distinguish between shallow breaths and no breaths at all.

I sat up further against the cushioned leather headboard of her California king, swallowing drily. I dried my palms on the duvet that partially covered me.

She slowly unbelted and then shrugged off what was left of the kimono that stubbornly hung on to her shoulders as she explained, “My mom was half-Italian, had olive skin, and I guess I inherited some of her genes that allow me to tan just a shade, even if I’m normally pale in coloring, like my dad. Dad was a redhead, only one in his family; my step-brother is a dirty blonde, and takes after the rest of Dad’s family.”

She seemed unaffected by the inexorable pull of our bodies to each other, as, unlike mine, her words came out of her mouth casually, and made sense, even. How can she manage this crackling electricity so well?, I wondered. Our bodies had met, rubbed hotly against each other, and otherwise mated last night in ways that had rocked us to our core. Hours later, here I am, still vibrating like jello inside and overwhelmed by an unquenchable thirst for more of her, at the same time.   And there she is, sexy, smoldering, and teasing me to insanity.