She stood there with his hand around her waist. Her breath was short as her chest fell and rose at a quickening pace. Her hands trembled to his every touch. She was losing it with lust, and he felt the same. He felt for her in a new way… Away he never thought possible. His hands fell down her side as he pulled her in close to guard her against shame…
She would shift with him, moving with him, only want more. She pressed her behind close to him giving into his very touch…
She wanted to feel him, she wanted so badly to turn and touch him, to gaze upon him. She wanted to end this thirst, to quench this lust, more of all, his face she wanted to see so much. Yet he was in control, and she allowed it in an unwavering and unshakable trust. She knew he would never let go, he would never break her heart. Even if this had only been the first of many starts.
He couldn’t help but lose control, the mere feeling of her was too much to let go. For every move and action, she did make; drove his heart racing, it drove him insane. Soon he had no choice but to guide her actions and let her take her role. Even if that meant that he was to be less the truly honorable…
Slowly they moved as one, his hand searched, feeling her in a manner that was not just for fun. Rather it was kind and strong, it was intentional. He wanted to her to love him, he wanted her to let her fears go and give into his utmost dominant control.
Her breath rose as he touched in every possible way. Then with a grasp around her neck, he turned her head and kissed her lips he tasted her essence. He begged with his action to be with her. To be one with her very soul.
She gasped in pleasure, she gasped in bliss. She gasped at the very sensation of feeling his lips. Then with a sudden bite upon her bottom one, she moaned in delight. He was given into her and wanted to treat her right. Again, he nipped and even though she feared this she wanted it. She wanted him more then she could willingly show.
With a nip to his tongue, she gave in. She suppressed her fears, she suppressed the doubting voice within. Her heart was screaming yes and yet her head was saying no. This she had to end, this she had to let go. Then with one act of absolute trust she gave in and return, the deepest of embraces allowing him to know, she was his in return.
Again, and again they exchanged this deepest and most intimate of embrace until they could take no more. She was sub coming to him and He is losing all control. He had no touch, to feel her out of this maddening lust. Then with a swift and firm hand, he pinned her against him. He pinned her back so tight, the one would have confused them of being one and with that firm and controlling act, she arose with a slight arch of her back.
With a soft and yet stern drift of his left hand, in an act that was most intimate for them, he dropped his fingers between her thighs. Then with a firm and intentional scratch, he racked his nails upwards forcing her to shiver back. Again, he would claw her below until she was trembling, unable to stand from the pleasure of thigh, unable to let go.
With her nails, she began to claw at her his arm as she moved her body upwards in blissful alarm. She grabs his hands as he clawed into her. Then with a bite to her shoulder, she whimpered in delight, begging for more. Begging for him to go further this night.
To most, this wouldn’t seem such a pleasurable thing, but to them this was deliberate, it showed the most passionate of grace. For to them, the pain was a pleasurable thing, as life was hard, and love should have been constructed the same…
From the force and sharp drag, she would quiver and lose her sense fast. He would tighten his grip around her neck to a point she had no resistance left. Instead of being able to fight. She moved her hips with each scratch as if she was ready for him to a lot further fast… Her breath now at haste, as soft moans escaped her lips. She wanted him completely. She didn’t want it to end with this.
Now completely under his control, she never wanted him to ever let him go. Over and over they nipped ravishingly biting each other’s lips. Finally, his teeth bit her neck and with that, she began to beg for more. Her hips began to shake, as she wanted him deep, she wanted him complete.
She begged for more. She begged for him to treat her like his personal whore. She begged for him to end this tease. Oh, she begged for him to be with the one she was meant to be. She begged for him to lay her down and give her the pleasure she truly sought now. Yet that was not his plan. For he knew how this all was going to end.
With an uncontrollable grace, her hand arose urging him to bite harder as she grasped the back of his head. Again, he drove his teeth down steep his hand rose higher between her thighs plunging his fingers deep.
With a powerful moan, she lost all control. Her hands grab his arm as he used his thumb to rub her strong. Again, and again he would plunge.
Working her fast and strong. He worked her as she was meant to have been done. With this, she moaned. She moved her hips kissing him with every stroke. That was until she could no longer and was for to lean on him and let go and falling limp.
Supported by his strength, he held her body tight as she could do little more than give in to his ways this eve and night. She quivered and she trembled. Her hips bucked as she gasped. She was forced to show her pleasuring by grabbing the back of his neck.
She lost all sense of what now was. She lost all sense of what should be, and then as she began to climax as she had never imagined. Her breath was out of control, as her moans released more rapidly then she would have liked to have shown.
She would gasp, she would moan. She would go limp as she lost all hold. He didn’t want more than this. All he had ever wanted was to bring to her this absolute un-relinquishing bliss… For to him, if this was how he could spend his nights. He would do it from this point on, until the final light…