Dark Lover
DARK LOVER
She lies in her bed, satin sheets entangled through her
legs, her dark brown
hair spread across her pillow, drifting between awakeness
and dreamland.
She hears a rustle at the window, thinking it is merely the
wind, she rolls
onto her side and drifts back to sleep.
In a flash, he is there, pressing her back into the bed, his
hands grasping
her wrists and stretching them over her head. She is frightened
yet
intrigued by the pleasure coursing though her body. This
is her fantasy,
the one she had often played out in her mind when alone in
her room.
He whispers in her ear to not make a sound, to not utter a word,
just lie
back and enjoy this pleasure I have come to give you, my lady.
His hard
body presses into her soft, velvety flesh. She slowly nods
and the fear
subsides somewhat.
He begins to kiss her softly, tracing the outline of her
soft lips with his
tongue, her sighs urging him on. He moves to her cheek, his
tongue
exploring every inch of her face, moving to her ear, he gently
nibbles and
licks, moving down her shoulder, soft kisses and licks
arousing her so. His
hot kisses move to her heving, full breasts. He circles
a hardened nippled
with his tongue, delighting in the moans his touch brings
to her. His hand
gripping her wrists over her head, her body moving against
him, moving as
the slow dance of pleasure and desire consume her.
He cups her breast, gently kneading and fondling her, enjoying
the
velvet-like texture in his coarsened hand. He gently nibbles
on her aching
nipple. A flash of desire flows through her, centering
in her depth, sweet
nectar flowing down her thighs, urging him on with its scent.
Her back
arches against his hard body, his muscles rippling as he
moves with her.
His hot tongue trailing down her body, reaching her upper
thigh. He moves
slowly down her thigh, soft kisses and hot licks travelling
down her leg and
slowly up her inner calf, his hand following suit. Reaching
her inner thigh
he slowly, torturously, lingers there, knowing she is
aching to feel his
touch between her soft wet folds.
Her deep moans, the way her body is responding to his touch
has him on fire
and his hardened desire is pressed against her leg. Her
thighs parts, he
revels in her womanly scent, inhaling the sweetness that
fills his mind with
the essence that is her. His tongues finds her quivering
lips. He gently
glides along them, circling, licking and tasting the wonder
that is her,
bringing her closer and closer to that ultimate place where
time stands
still and utter ecstasy flows. His tongue working its magic
on her, her
legs tremble, her body shuddering in delight, waves of
pleasure covering her
body, moving in rhythm with his touch, he brings her to the
edge the stands
before her.
Leaving her in a heap of passion and hot desire,
he smiles into
her eyes, removing his pants ever so slowly.
Her green eyes locked on his, watching his every movement,
smiling sweetly
as her hand reaches out for him. She is delighted in his obvious
state of
desire. Anticipation overwhelms her as he moves between
her thighs, gently
stroking her wet quivering folds with the tip of his hardness.
His hands
are still holding her captive. He enters her slowly, his
mind lost in the
feel of her velvety depths, he thrusts into her, lost in
her beauty, her
wetness surrounding him and gripping him tight. They move
as one, higher
and higher they climb, feverish passion burning between
them. He thrusts
deeper, reaching her very soul. She cries out in pleasure
and explodes with
waves and spasms of joy. Her shuddering body puts his over
the edge and he
joins her, riding the waves with her, endless currents
of sweet rapture.
He rests with her, kissing her passionately and whispering
in her ear, For
you my love, sweet pleasant dreams. He quickly dresses
and leaves the way
he came in. She lies there, still quivering with aftershocks
of delight,
smiling warmly and utterly spent. She closes her eyes,
so content, knowing
her Dark Lover had finally materialized.