The legend of the passion stones
by ladybug
It was late afternoon by the time she got home. She was
furious as she opened the front door and slammed it behind her. She
couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so thoroughly pissed off.
She threw her purse and jacket on the floor in the foyer and continued on
through the dining room into the kitchen.
“DAMN. . .IT!” She growled angrily as she stomped over to the kitchen
table to look at the mail that Oded had placed there earlier.
She had ordered that damn custom made recliner for Oded months ago. When
it finally came in, it was not what she had ordered. So she had made them
send it back. They had promised her it would be corrected and the recliner
would be shipped in time for Christmas. Christmas was 3 days away and
still no recliner!
Sorting through the bills and advertisements, she came across a plain white
envelope with just her first name written on it. She recognized Oded’s
neat print easily and frowned. “God, what is he up to now?” she asked
herself frustrated. He had been acting and doing the strangest things the
last few weeks. She smiled suddenly. Well, he may be acting
strangely, but damned if she hadn’t been enjoying it!
She dropped the rest of the mail and opened up the envelope from Oded.
Inside she found a folded single sheet of paper. Unfolding the paper, she
read what Oded wrote:
The Legend of the Passion Stones,
Babe, the Legend of the Passion Stones originated in Greece. It was
said that a beautiful young maiden was searching for her beloved who had been
lost to her. Sending up a prayer to the gods, Athena the goddess of love
took pity on the young maiden. Athena created the passion stones and used
them to make a trail that would lead the young maiden to her young man.
So now, my beautiful young maiden, here is the first passion stone.
Follow the trail that is left for you until you have reached your beloved.
The next passion stone is located in the dining room. Love, Oded.
She put the note on the table and picked the envelope back up. Inside
there was a silver stone. She pulled it out and read what was written on
it.
Believe
Oh sweet lord! She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. How had
she managed to get such a wonderful, sweet, romantic man? The anger she
had felt earlier drained out of her as she squeezed the stone that was in the
palm of her hand. Opening her eyes, she picked the note back up and looked
at it again. Okay, the next stone was in the dining room. Turning,
she left the kitchen and entered the dining room. Sure enough there was
another white envelope sitting on the dining room table that she hadn’t even
noticed when she had passed through a few minutes before. She had been so
angry, she probably wouldn’t have even noticed if the house was on fire.
Picking up the envelope, she opened it and inside was another slip of paper and
another silver stone. She let the passion stone drop into the palm of her
hand and turned it so she could read it.
Laughter
She smiled. Tucking the two stones she had into the front pocket of her
pants, she pulled the slip of paper out of the envelope.
As the beautiful young maiden followed the trail that the goddess Athena had
left for her, she began to realize that each of the passion stones that she
collected contained words that represented what a relationship should be all
about.
You will find the next passion stone in the foyer.
Dropping the note back on the table, she hurried into the foyer and looked
around. She spotted an envelope on a small table next to the hall closet.
She rushed over to it and opened the envelope. The smooth silver stone
dropped into her hand and she read it.
Forever
God, she loved this man! Where in the world had he come up with this?
Tucking the stone into her pants pocket, she removed the slip of paper from the
envelope.
As the young maiden continued her search for the passion stones, her love for
the young man grew with each stone she collected.
The next passion stone is in the living room.
She was tempted to forgo the search and just go find Oded. She was getting
very turned on by all this and she desperately needed to touch him. But
she also wanted to find all the passion stones. So she tossed the note
back on the small table and hurried into the living room. She glanced
around and was beginning to think that she had read the note wrong, when she
spotted the envelope on the mantle above the fireplace. Picking it up, she
tore the envelope open and pulled the stone out.
Touch
She gasped out loud. To have the stone read that particular word when she
wanted to touch him so badly made her knees weak. With a shaky hand, she
tucked the stone in her pocket with the others. She pulled the note out of
the envelope.
The closer that the young maiden got to her beloved, the more the stones
burned their way into her heart, until she could hardly think of anything else
but the words they read.
The next stone is located on the stairs.
Dropping the note to the floor, she practically ran to the stairs. She
found the envelope half way up. Dropping to her knees, she tore it open
and the stone fell to the ground and bounced down the stairs.
“Damn it!” She yelled as she scurried down the stairs to retrieve the
stone. Picking up it, she flipped it over.
Tenderness
Her breathing was becoming labored now. She could feel her body
temperature rising as her desire for Oded grew. Didn’t he know how much
he was torturing her with this? She shoved the stone in her pocket and
pulled out the slip of paper.
The beautiful young maiden had nearly reached the end of her search.
She was close to finding her beloved and her passion for him knew no bounds.
The next stone is in the hall bathroom.
She dropped the note and took the steps two at a time until she reached the top
of the stairs. She ran the short distance to the hall bathroom and flipped
on the light as she entered. The envelope sat on the sink. Snatching
it up, she ripped it open and dropped the stone onto the palm of her hand.
Love
She was nearly in a frenzy now. Good god, how many more of these stones
were left? Pulling the note from the envelope, she read it.
Nearly in a frenzy now, the young maiden rushed toward the last stone, the
stone that would lead her to her beloved.
The last stone is located in the linen closet.
Oded was in the linen closet? She raised a confused eyebrow. No,
that can’t be right. She tucked the stone in her pocket along with the
rest as she left the bathroom and headed to the linen closet at the end of the
hall. Pulling open the doors, she found the envelope sitting on top of a
stack of towels. Picking up the envelope, she paused to take a deep
breath. “Okay girl relax, you really need to settle down.”
Carefully she opened the envelope and pulled the last stone out.
Passion
Oh shit! She felt her nipples tighten and a sudden wetness between her
legs. How could a man seduce you with a bunch of silver stones and a made
up legend? Putting the stone in her pocket, she pulled out the note.
When the young maiden found her beloved, she ran into his arms and they made
mad passionate love. The silver passion stones brought them together and
forever kept them linked. Even when they were apart, they were always together
in their hearts.
Come to the bedroom.
She was sweating now. She dropped the note and wiped her sweaty palms on
her pants. Crossing the short distance to their bedroom door, she stopped
before it and closed her eyes. Taking deep breaths, she really needed to
settle herself or she was afraid she would attack him.
Finally, she felt under control and she opened the bedroom door. The first
thing she noticed was the strong smell of flowers. Reaching in her hand,
she flipped on the bedroom light and saw roses. Dozens of red and white
roses filled the bedroom. They were everywhere and the smell of them
filled her nostrils. Moving further into the bedroom, she finally spotted
Oded. She sucked in her breath at the sight of him. He was leaning
against the canopy post at the foot of their bed, with his arms folded against
his chest and his legs crossed at the ankles. He was wearing nothing but a
pair of black silk shorts.
He flashed her his megawatt smile. “It’s about time you got here.
I half expected you to come straight here from the kitchen.”
She laughed softly. “I almost did.” She reached into her pocket and
pulled out the stones. “You want to explain what this is all about?”
“Later.” His voice dropped an octave as he straightened up. He
raised his hand and crooked his finger in a “come here” motion.
The stones fell to the floor as she nearly ran across the room to him. He
caught her as she literally leapt into his arms. The force of it propelled
them both back to land on top of the bed. Oded laughed as he wrapped his
arms around her and sought her lips. Oded made a mental note to send a
special thank you to the store clerk where he’d purchased the stones and then
his mind clouded over with passion as his lips met hers in a sizzling kiss.
Her aggressiveness made his toes curl as she took the lead in their lovemaking.
Her tongue slipped inside his mouth to taste and parry with his, her hands
roaming over his body, touching him everywhere. He could sense her
frustration and desperation and so he took her face in his hands and broke the
kiss.
“Hey babe,” He whispered against her soft lips. “I’m right
here.” He heard her breath in deeply then let it out slowly. Their
eyes met, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. He noticed a blush
tinge her cheeks and he grinned.
“Sorry,” She offered up, a bit embarrassed. “I guess those passion
stones really did their job.”
Oded chuckled deeply. “Well, who am I to stop passion from having its
way?” He brushed his lips against hers. “Have at me, beautiful
maiden.”
That was all the encouragement she needed. Her mouth locked on his as her
tongue sought the warmth of his. She stroked her tongue across his,
drawing it into her mouth and suckling it. It elicited a deep groan from
him as his large hands unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. He reached
behind her and unsnapped her bra, allowing it to fall off her shoulders onto his
chest. He brushed it away as his hands came up to cup her breasts.
He brushed his thumbs across her hard nipples then squeezed the flesh that
filled his hands so perfectly.
Her own hands framed his face, her fingers tracing the line of his beard that
ran along his jaw to his chin. She nibbled on his lips then trailed little
kisses along his cheeks and over his eyelids. She moved to his ears where
she knew he was most sensitive and began to nibble along the outer shell, moving
until she’d reached his earlobe. She drew the lobe into her mouth and
sucked on it. She heard his groan as his hips moved up against her.
She smiled as she released the sensitive lobe then slowly dipped her tongue into
his ear. She withdrew her tongue then blew softly across the wet trail
she’d left. She laughed when she felt him buck beneath her.
“God damn, babe, you want this over with now?” He groaned gruffly as
his hands moved down her sides to the waistband of her pants.
“Hmmmm,” She moaned against his ear. “I want to feel your hot sex
buried deep inside me.” She emphasized the statement by grinding her
femininity against his hard length.
Oded began cursing in Hebrew as his hands fumbled with the buttons of her pants.
She laughed, her voice husky from her need. She straightened up to assist
him with her pants and ended up being pushed until she landed on her back
between his legs. She began laughing as Oded sat up and grabbed the
waistband of her pants and began impatiently yanking them down.
“God I love it when you talk dirty!” Oded growled as he got her pants
off and threw them to the floor. He hooked his fingers into her panties
and pulled them down to land on top of her pants. Briefly he noted that
they were the same light blue lacy material as her bra was.
“Come and get me, big guy.” She called to him seductively and watched
as he fumbled around trying to get his shorts off.
Damn, he wanted her! The need to be buried in her wetness was so bad that
he literally ached. Maybe there really was something to those passion
stone things. He had only thought it a cute story. He thought that
she would enjoy it and it was obvious that she did, but damn, he’d never ached
so badly for her. The same frustration and desperation that he had sensed
in her earlier was now consuming him as he parted her legs.
Okay, Ded, slow down, he told himself. Make sure she is ready for you.
He took a deep breath and reached his hand down to part the tight curls that hid
her hot chamber. Hot liquid engulfed his fingers as he slip two inside her
tight sheath. She gasped, thrusting her hips up.
“Oh Christ!” He groaned as he moved his fingers against her sensitive
jewel. He hadn’t thought it possible, but he felt himself swell bigger
at the knowledge of her readiness for him. “Sweetheart, I can’t
wait.” He pleaded.
She smiled as she reached up her arms to him. “Come to me, my
beloved.” She called softly and he nearly lunged at her.
Her husky laughter washed over him as he guided himself to her tight opening.
With a quick thrust, he was buried deep inside her. Oh god, he felt as if
he’d come home. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he began to
move inside her. His mouth found hers for a searing kiss before he buried
his face in her neck. His arms slipped beneath her, as he held on tight,
his hips moving faster and faster.
“Oh god, Oded!” She cried out as her climax continued to build,
stringing her tighter and tighter. “I need you deeper,” she forced out
between gasps.
Oded growled as he suddenly pulled out of her. She gasped, and then
whimpered as he just as suddenly flipped her over on to her stomach.
Gripping her hips, he lifted her, spreading her legs until she was crouched in
front of him. He moved up behind her and, positioning himself, he thrust
deep inside her. He heard her cry out her pleasure as he pulled out then
thrust deep again. His fingers located her sensitive jewel between them
and he stroked her as he continued to thrust deeply.
She gripped the bedcovers tight in her fists as the sensations of his entry into
her tight sheath nearly overwhelmed her. She whimpered as her climax
approached. She rocked her hips back against his thrusts and screamed into
the pillow as her release rocked her world. Dear god, she had never had
such a powerful climax. Her whole body shuddered, her muscles contracting.
Oded was nearly in a frenzy as he pumped wildly against her. His own
release exploded through him as he cried out, his seed spilling deep inside her.
He could feel the muscles inside her contracting around him, milking him.
He had never felt such a release.
Exhausted, she fell to her stomach. Oded collapsed on top of her,
breathing heavily into her ear. He pushed himself to the side and drew her
into his arms. They lay there entwined in each other’s arms for quite a
while before either one of them was ready to speak.
“Passion stones, huh?” She finally spoke, her voice still husky from
their wild lovemaking.
Oded chuckled deeply. “Yeah, passion stones.” He answered as he
kissed her forehead.
“Damn.” She breathed.
“Yeah.” He answered.
It was a long while before either one had the energy or the strength to get up
and make dinner.
To be continued . . .