| Chapter 11 |
| With her words, he silently swept her up into his strong yet comforting arms. Rewind. This really wasn't happening was it? She couldn't deny the racing of her heart threatening to beat a path straight out of her chest as he set her on the bed. She eased back onto the bed as she watched him toss his jacket to the floor. Next came the skin tight black T-shirt. His hand slid up along the length of her exposed leg as he moved over her. She flinched in the direction of his hand; her reasoning more likely being that she had never been exposed to tenderness. His eyes met hers quizically."Did I do something?" She simply responded,"Not a thing." Their bodies eased against the bed as their lips parted. She held onto his shoulders as he introduced the generous flow of his tongue taunting her to explore. She had slowly discovered every inch of his body within her reach as they continued seeking out the other's innermost secrets. Intermittently, his lips moved from hers sweeping a path across her neck toward each earlobe, softly suckling at each one before completely dropping to the valley of her satin covered bosom. He peeled the material away revealing the milkiness of the softly rounded flesh. He surveyed the natural full roundness as a sculptor would in creating his finest work of art. Casually, he rolled his thumb around the nub cresting with his touch. The addition of his finger into the equation only fueled the fire begging to be let go. His eyes swept briefly toward the satisfied expression upon her features before he latched onto the soft pink button taut with anticipation of his next move. Between the generous ministrations of his tongue and teeth, she could not help but let a soft moan breathily escape her beautifully heart shaped lips. He detangled the cinched belt at her waist revealing the opposing yet equal beauty as he languidly drifted over adminstering the same warmth and generosity that he had applied toward the other. Her fingers tangled in the midnight strands as he continued to cast a spell upon her like no other. Her entanglement was released as his lips found the natural glow of her firmly toned stomach. She quivered at the abrassiveness of his facial hair grazing her skin. Something about the way his graced her body was incredible. She quivered slightly with the heated breath every kiss placed upon her stomach brought as it only fueled the fire growing within. He was fighting the constant reminder of the material confining his amorous intentions for her but tonight it was not about him. It was about saving her. Proving the love she wrote about existed and he was going to be her existence. He drew her toward the edge of the bed kneeling between the soft sensuous flow of her legs. He nipped softly upon her thigh before creeping upon her feminine mystique. He started languidly slicing his tongue upon the tender mound coming to life with his simple gestures. His tongue wove into the moistening flesh. The deliberate delegation of his tongue inwardly drove her to vocalization beyond her control. This wasn't her."Oh God!...That's.....Oh Jeez!"she moaned grasping at the sheets in hope for some sort of relief from this sweet torture that had staked claim on her body. His tongue's motion gradually increased it's developing instrumentation of pleasure as it wiggled through the blazing crevice of folds. |
| Her vocalization reached epic proportions as she thought she was going to shatter glass. It had to be a crime for sex to feel this wonderful."Oh God!....Yes!......I think I'm gonna....". She clung to last moments of control she knew she had on her body. She couldn't allow it. She shouldn't allow it. He knew. He knew she needed control but he also knew she needed to let go of that fear. That fear of losing control."It's okay baby. Tell me what you wanna do,"the depth of his voice softly urged her to let loose as he freed himself. "I can't,"she returned unsteadily; afraid to meet his gaze. "Yes you can. Tell me,"he gently stroked his tongue over the length of her crevice touching upon the crowning jewel. "I really....Oh God!...I'm gonna,"she kept fighting the urge to let go. His body moved over hers; his thumb continuously rolling over the taut bud. "It's okay,"he softly whispered as her body arched upward against his naked form. "Cum."The word breathily escaped her throat. He lifted her from the bed in her euphoric state as she unconsciously wrapped her body around his. The robe still remain draped on her body. He eased back onto the bed settling them into the perfect position. As she regained conscious attention to the situation rendering her body virtually incapable of anything but passion at that moment, she discarded the robe as he lay back against the floral sheets. Her eyes wandered over the virtual mass of masculinity that lay basically at her whim. Was he the knight in shining armor she'd spent endless evenings dreaming up for her novels? He certainly seemed to be. He always wanted to be near her and it was evident in more ways than one right now. She surrendered to the depths of her imagination and let loose on his incapacitated state. She met his gaze. Oh those eyes! Those eyes were the only thing etched into her memory since the day they met. They always held something for her. Perhaps it was an undying love from centuries beyond their control. It was as though they could have stayed lost in one another's eyes all night and that would be that but the very existence of the physical connection they needed drove that completely out of existence. He pressed the sea of golden curls draping over her shoulders off her face as she gently pressed her lips upon his. Soon, their hunger relinquished the need for gentleness. She nipped a trail aimlessly down his neck. Her tongue was soon circling the hardened brown nub striving for further attention. Her hands strayed further down his body as her tongue continued to mold the taut formation. She sporadically fluttered kisses upon his abdomen before reaching the perfectly defined path toward the pronounced arousal greeting her arrival. She decidedly toyed with his affection as she rose to greet his hungry lips once again. She had planned to return to the scene of the crime when he held her firmly within the circumfrence of his arms. |
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