Lounging lazily at her mistress' feet, Asia purred content to stay their forever. With pillows cushioning her back, she sat reading the book oblivious of the time. Page after page turned toward the end. The house was silent except for the whisper of wind from the oncoming rain. Turning the page she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply tasting the freshness of the storm filled air. A smile curves as as a distant thunder calls to her. She closes the book and rolls on her stomach looking out the window at the dancing clouds inviting her to come out and play. Picking up her onyx colored cat, she rubs noses with Asia and gets up and goes Downstairs to commune with nature as it's best.
Stepping up his stride he looks to the sky as the clouds as the seem to dance around in a ritualistic manner. This is gonna be a big one, he thinks as he walks faster towards his goal. A flash of color caught his eye and he stops turning his attention to the left of the trail and spies a patch of wild flowers. Thinking of the wild beauty that he is traveling to see he picks a bouquet and proceeds on at a quicker pace as he hears the thunder rolling in the distance. A little further, he thinks to himself as his pace quickens. Over this hill and I'm there. As he crests the hill he is stopped cold as he is captivated by the vision that is before him.
There she stood, looking to the clouds as if trying to join them but content to be standing below them. He looks at his hand full of flowers and then to her again. She's too beautiful for these. He drops them at his feet and proceeds to join her in her revelry. She looked to him, smiling as he approached. The thousands of things he thought of saying to her all rushed and jumbled together making it difficult for him to say one thing let alone many. All he could muster the courage to say was "Hello". "It's beautiful isn't it," she replied as her gaze returned skyward. HE stepped closer to her and gently held her hand. "Not as beautiful as you." He moves closer to her struggling to keep his heart from bursting through his chest and running away. It skipped a beat as her eyes met his. If you don't do it now, you never will! He chided himself as the urge, the longing , the desire was there. He took her face in her hands and kissed her lips and continued to after she rested her arms on his shoulders, returning the kiss. Thunder rolled in the distant and she immediately broke off the embrace. Shocked by the separation he looked confused and and longing for more.
Did I push it too far? Thinking to himself as his mouth was fixed to apologize. "I'm Sorry, I" and was interrupted by a small laugh that escaped her lips and her flight away from him. He stood confused for a moment as she ran to the grove of bushes that was near the house. She stopped looking back to him motioning him to follow. Collecting his thoughts he was relieved to see a smile still on her face. The look of confusion was replace with a look of mischief as he quickly gave chase. She dipped behind the bush. As he rounded the corner of the bush he saw a wall of bushes no sign of her. Wondering where she went, he hears her laugh and follows it around the bend. He trotted looking for her in the tall bushes.
Sure of her position behind the next corner, he jumps around hoping to grab her. "Gotcha!" He yells grabbing air. "Damn!" Her laugh behind him he quickly turns and gives chase. He finds her standing by the entrance the bush maze and she makes a beeline for her front door. He gives chase and almost catches her. Just as he reaches out to grab her, she slams the door and locks it. He stood there wondering about this. Walking off the porch confused, his attention is diverted from his thoughts. "You leaving so soon?"
He turned looking up to see his beauty's face looking down at Him from the porch roof. "And just how am I supposed to get up there?" "You're a bright boy. You figure it out," she teased as she watched him look around for something to climb to reach her. A smile curled his lips as he spied a ladder leaning on the tree next to the house. He looked up at her deviously and fetched the ladder. He put the top of the ladder on the edge of the roof right in front of her and proceeded to climb up. She got a playful smile of her own as she pushes the top away from the edge of the roof. "How now brown cow?" Taken aback by the ladder moving, he climbed anyway. Once at the top, he reaches for the roof; bringing his face close to hers. Their breaths intermingle as they look deeply into each other's eyes. "This is how," he replies as he kissed her softly of the lips. The ladder moves back slowly to the edge as the kiss was not broken and he finished the rest of the way. Looking into her soft alluring eyes the only thing he could say was one word "Gotcha"
Their lips met in a sensual kiss that sent chills to them both electrifying the air around them. They enveloped each other as he reached the roof. As if on instinct they became one as their souls were in sync with their embrace. The oncoming storm was meaningless to them. All time stopped for them. With each kiss, each soft caress they were more as one then the two of them apart. He lifted away from her, though it pained him to do so only for a moment, as he lost himself in her eyes. He trembled slightly as she laid her soft hand on his rugged cheek. Lifting her head slightly, she pulled his face to hers to continue the kiss that made all stop time cease for her. The wind danced around them hoping to interrupt the embrace that took their beauty away.
Thunder rolled as they did. Two beating hearts became synonymous with each other. Sounds of the storm were upon them. But neither would relent for to stop would be to cease living, to end the life of the love that was in each heart. A distant sound caught her attention. A clap of thunder so strong, so bold, too forceful to be ignored spurred her on to unbutton his shirt. Each button harder than the last. BOOM! Thunder clapped again sending shivers through to her core propelling her to rip the shirt open. She put her hands around his neck and teased the back of it with her nails sending chills through him as he rolled again. Once on top she kissed down his muscular chest to his rippling abdomen. He stopped her from proceeding further lifting her face to his gently kissing her ear and nibbling its lobe. A whimper stifled as she inhaled the rain filled air mixed with his scent. His hands moved along the shape of her body resting on her hips rubbing them slowly as they kissed. Her hands were steadily moving about his torso. Their lips never parted as she proceeded to unbutton his pants. They rolled again. Their passion boiled over. The desire was to great, too strong to hold back. Another roll and her shirt left her body as she ran her fingers over his head.
The first drop of rain splashed on her back . She sat up arching her back exposing a beauty that would make angels weep. The rain began to pour. All he could do was sit lay there in awe of the magnificence that was his love, his angel. Captivated by the sight of her body washed drenched in a purity that could only come from heaven. Rivers of rain ran, caressing her every curve. Passion took hold of her as she lifted his face to her succulent breasts as if to nurse her child. Hungrily he devoured her waiting flesh as she raked her nails down his back. He pulled her down to him as they rolled again, splashing in the rivers that flowed to the gutters. The kiss was unstoppable as the struggled to remove his pants. Their hands worked frantically until they were removed the kiss was moved from her lips to her cheek, to her chin, to her neck. She moaned as his tongue traces the circles around her nipples, and winced in ecstasy as he nibbled forcefully on each one. His tongue resumed his course as it ran the path the rain followed to her most honored treasure. Her back arched as she cried out in pleasure at the feeling he was giving her. His pcticed tongue was sending her to near convulsions as it moved skillfully and slowly. Her legs began to squeeze in response to the sensations ripping through her body.
Thunder called again. She lifted his face and looked into his eyes longingly. The silent message was understood as he kissed his way back up to her tender neck. She trembled as his kisses smothered her with a passion so strong, a desire to right to be denied by any. Their eyes met again. Deep into each other's souls they peered as blankets of rain covered them. A deep gasp escaped her lips and her eyes rolled skyward as he entered. The motion of his waist was met with her counter motion. The tears of heaven mixed with hers. Each forward movement made by him was exquisite pain that was welcomed. Her legs wrapped around his hip and her nails dug deeper into his back with each thrusting motion. As the winds blew stronger his strokes became more bestial, more primal. Her moans spurred him to thrust deeper, faster, harder. She wrapped her arms around him. Another roll put her on top. Back and forth she rocked. Each forward motion sent electricity through her as he pinched her erect nipples with her teeth. His movements in sync with hers as the rocked back and forth thrusting and releasing. Their fire would not be extinguished by the torrential downpour that hammered them and all around them. His moans became guttural as he was coming to his peak. Her screams of desire were exciting him more and more on to drive himself deeper into her. Another roll placed him on top and he began thrusting as a wild animal. His hands gripped her thighs and moved to her knees. He began spreading them apart and thrusting slower, moving in a circular motion. She moved in perfect harmony with the slower movements. The water came harder. His strokes became faster ... Faster.... FASTER!!! "YEEESSSS!" she cried as came closer and closer to that peak. His Strokes were near unbearable but the pleasure was to exquisite to be thought of as pain. His thrusts were getting uncontrollable as was her responses to the thrusts. Her legs open as wide as they can be and his last drive brought both of them to climax. He collapsed on herb breasts. She hugged them lovingly. The rain slowed and stopped as they lay there holding one another.
He stood on his balcony taking in the morning air, thinking of the only woman made rainstorms hold a new meaning. His eyes closed and his lips smiled at the sound of thunder rolling in the distance. A lovely thought on his mind; one of a beautiful raven hared woman that wanted to dance with the clouds. His beauty, His love, His stormy angel.