Pink sugary lips to kiss, sweet heart shaped strawberries, crushed ice to cool things down when they get too hot.
This is passion red to match Wanda’s finger nails and her new Agent Provocateur thong. Why is it Roqué mused that the smaller the item of lingerie the more expensive it becomes? He had presented his latest master purchase in amongst a bunch of sweet smelling freesias. As Wanda sucked on the straw of her cocktail with a slender finger she drew up the hem of her already short skirt. Now I know – Roqué had answered his own question. The strawberry daiquiri will set the scene for a sensuous evening ahead. Wanda was sprawled out on the long willow sofa leaving no room for her man. Roqué kneels at her feet and looking at her pink sugary lips whispers “our lips shouldn’t touch, move over darling. I like it too much, move over darling, you’ve captured my heart and now that I’m no longer free, make love to me”.
She drank the cocktail to the end, devoured the strawberry and gave him that look he so adored.
She put the glass down…then she moved over.