Seduction in the City

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It was a chilly New York evening, but the air held a certain sexiness that flushed my cheeks and lips with color. Looking back, it was probably the color of passion red.

He immediately noticed.

His piercing eyes followed me all night. A gaze that equally adored my curves and my smile. I noticed he'd find ways to cut the physical distance between us, making excuses to swoosh past me more often as the night progressed, teasing me with his perfect smell and disarming smile. Oh how I'd like to swim in the wrinkles of his smile! I made sure to match his intensity with my own desire and playfulness. If there's something I can do well (and take great pleasure in), it's smiling, especially faced with a steamy encounter. I danced the dance of seduction and mystery, making him wonder, not doubt, what his next move should be. Every time we held each other's gaze, we invited each other into our respective world of intimacy, refusing to let anyone else in or, even worse, break the spell we put on each other. We were entranced. 

Conversations over drinks evolved organically, laughs pierced the cool evening air and just like that, I began writing this in my head. That's the thing about romance: it's one of the only defying mysteries in life that seems to suspend time. One word hangs off the other, one small caress steals my breath and the thought that there will be more where that came from sends shivers down my spine. His occasional boyish demeanor lets me know I have the same effect on him. 

We are looking at each other, no, we are staring at each other, and in the first doubtful thought of the night, I wonder what he's thinking. Will he kiss me? Is he thinking of my lips? When will I get to kiss him? And just like that, in one impressively quick motion, as if to protectively banish the questions in my head, he interlaces his fingers through my neck and hair and pulls me into his lips like it's all he's been thinking about since he first saw me. No need to wonder, his lips whisper over mine telling me so. We are locked in a desperate kiss that pleads for more. As his lips and hands travel through the rest of my body, it feels as I don't have enough skin for him to kiss, to wander through. I wish I had more. To feel more of his breath over me, more of his whispers against my skin... I want all of him and he wants all of me. 

Pairings of intense making out, touching, breathing hard and then holding each other close, hugging, talking and looking at each other unfolded through the night, allowing for prolonged pleasure and freedom of physical expression. To be matched on such a sensual level must be one of the most liberating and gratifying gifts to experience as a human being. We take turns taking control, giving into one another with complete abandon. My lips wander and taste his body - not all of it, yet, but enough to keep my taste buds wanting more. His mouth grazes over me and I find stillness in his curiosity and exploration of me. At one point he even finds my elbow amusing to kiss. We lay side by side, me taking note of the city lights catch in his eyes and wanting to freeze time once again, him playing out what a full evening with me would look like, feel like; and just like that, in one clear decision that my entire body disagrees with, I decide it's not the night. I want to delay it, to extract every single ounce of pleasure over the sweet musings of time.

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Calling all self-loving sexy ladies! If you have a particularly memorable sexy tale to share, we're all ears. Seduction in the City is all about celebrating our womanhood, our desires, our pleasures, our loveliest and steamiest encounters, and everything in between. As a woman, I want to offer up this space for candor and freedom of expression. By sharing and embracing our innermost dialogues and anecdotes, we affirm a message of complete self-love to the world (and you can remain anonymous if you so wish).  Follow along our sultry journey as we seduce our way through the city by subscribing to the mailing list. We promise to keep it sexy ;)

Black and Whites for the Win!

There's just something about black and white photos, am I right?? They're somehow classier and more timeless than their colorful counterparts. And this is coming from someone who ADORES color! As I look through some of my favorite recent shoots, these pictures stood out immediately. They're all at Boro Hotel (I told you I was in love with that place!) and with some of the most beautiful women, inside and out, I've known. Cheers to all you fierce women who continue to trust me in this boudoir journey and in creating such heartfelt artwork with me. I love each and every one of you.

Love,
Tutti

 

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LIVING SEXY IS... Feeling Self-Confident In A Poised, Classy Way

She's a vision. She's an inspiration. She's LIGHT.

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I have a vivid memory from when I lived in Puerto Rico. I was riding in the back seat of my mom's Mitsubishi Montero, and we were at a stop light on our way to my grandparents' frame shop. Like many intersections in Puerto Rico, this one had vendors at every corner. A wrinkly, extra-tan man walked up to each car to try to sell whatever he was selling that day. I could see him a couple cars up. When he approached ours, Mama rolled down the window and did what has stuck with me all these years: she chatted him up! Asked about him, his life, his family, his day, his sales, etc. then proceeded to buy a banana bunch from him - which was probably used for her famously-delicious banana bread now that I think about it. 

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This is the type of woman my mother is. No matter how many pearls or stones or diamonds she wears, they still don't hold a candle to the pure gold that's in her heart. There is no doubt she's a beautiful person on the outside, as you'll see in these images, but what truly shines is her inner being. 

We touched on this a little bit during our interview (see above), and Christine said that sexiness is about embracing your natural traits as GIFTS. I thought that was such a great way of putting it. Gifts!!! 

We're all individually beautiful. We're all individually-and-uniquely sexy. The uniqueness is what sets us apart!

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It's almost a fun sense of adventure. - Christine

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Speaking of adventures, I have an idea. 

Find 3 minutes of silence in your day to sit down with a pen and paper. Simply think about the traits you have that no one else does. And if you start thinking in a pessimistic way, just remind yourself that every single part of you is unique to you. We may both have a great smile, but what is it about YOUR smile that makes people's hearts warm? What is it about your eyes that encourages people to trust you? What is it about your oratory, the way you speak, that demands people to listen? 

If you dig deep and give yourself permission to look, you'll see you have so many GIFTS that are waiting to be unleashed and shared with the world. And once you do, there will be no stopping the sexy train that you've boarded. 

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Always be true to yourself. Feel Free. Feel Liberated. - Christine

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