The dazzling and timeless love goddess, Aria, pays a visit to struggling thirty-something Jamie and Ryan Hazleton, who are on the brink of divorce. When the hot sex that results from her first lesson cools to icy glares, Aria decides to move in with them and provide more experiential learning. Can Ryan overcome his jealousy of Jamie's uninhibited response to the delectable goddess? What if he succumbs to his own desires? Only time will tell whether this love triangle with an immortal will ignite or extinguish the dying embers of Jamie and Ryan's love.
Jamie licked her lips and tried not to stare at the bronze-skinned woman with the large, dark, tantalizing nipples. She unclenched her hands. Her fingertips, seemingly of their own volition, traced circles around her crowns as if she was painting a picture. Her breath quickened. She squeezed and tugged on each nipple--first gently and then harder. A sigh then a groan slipped from her lips, surprising her.
"Enough," Aria commanded.
Jamie frowned at the woman and remembered where she was--at least where she thought she was. She felt a blush creep up her neck. Did the goddess have any idea how caught-up she'd just been in pleasuring herself?
"Ryan, did you know she liked her nipples twisted and pulled?"
He shook his head. "No, I never thought she'd like that. And she hardly ever makes any sounds when we make love."
"Clearly, it's something she finds exciting if aroused enough. Okay, Ryan, it's your turn. Hold your prick in both hands. Show Jamie how you like to be touched. Lie back on the pillows if you need to. I don't want you bringing yourself off. Just demonstrate what pleases you."
Ryan lay back, skimming his fingers lightly up and down his cock. One hand fondled his balls and the other continued squeezing and gliding up and down.
Jamie couldn't keep from staring. Incredible. Ryan was under the goddess' spell. She wanted to laugh at him lying there masturbating like some damn teenager. But she found it increasingly difficult to even breathe. His hands moved rapidly and just as quickly slowed to a snail's pace, squeezing until the bulb of his shaft looked like it might pop.
"Enough. Super," Aria praised. "Jamie, were you surprised by anything?"
"I thought he just wanted me to work it as fast as possible," she admitted. "My arm often tires before he comes."
"Making love isn't just about orgasms. Slow is often better than fast." Aria winked at Jamie. "Not that a good hard fast fuck isn't refreshing now and then, but often you will need to develop the art of teasing and inviting. Perhaps without realizing it, both of you just invited your lover to do something different with your bodies."
Wetting her lips provocatively, the goddess said, "Now, show him where you want that nice hard cock we've been admiring. Give him a visual invitation."
Jamie's fingers froze. "I'm not sure I can."
"Don't you touch yourself from time to time?" Aria's eyebrows arched in obvious amazement.
"Yes, of course. Sometimes." Jamie paused. "Well, rarely--but never in front of him. I thought he wouldn't like it, or that he'd think I believed he couldn't satisfy me."
"True or not true, you both need to be more comfortable with your own bodies in the presence of each other. That can be a tremendous turn-on. I want you to show him what you like while keeping your eyes focused on his. Understood?"
"Yes," Jamie said quietly.
She spread her legs wide and dropped both hands to cover the curls nestled at her crotch.
"Don't be shy," Aria counseled. "You have a beautiful body--and that tantalizing pussy needs to be loved and cherished. Don't you agree, Ryan?"