CONTENT WARNING: This update begins with a ***heated*** scene between the sheets, read on at your own discretion or skip it by turning to Chapter One. Happy reading what ever you decide...<3 AS xoxo
Jill ached for love until the chain reaction touched her soul and scorched her body. From the violence and tenderness of their first time, Jakob became the lighthouse she gravitated towards.
Stars twinkled in the dark sky when her tall, dark handsome lover swam out of the stormy seas. He hurried back to her. He stripped out of his clothes arranging them by the fire before warming his naked body in the molten caramel glow of the fireplace a few feet by her bed.
Naked, Jakob slipped under the crisp, warm sheets hungry for Jill. He lay on his side facing her before gently shaking her awake. "Are you awake," he demanded huskily in that deep voice that hypnotised her.
"No," she teased and as her eye lids and long lashes fluttered open to reveal the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. Jill wondered about his night time rendezvous but never asked. What mattered was that he always returned to her bed. "I dreaming of my lover from the sea," she replied gazing into his smouldering blue eyes.
"Let me steal you from him a while," he kissed Jill's full lips parting them with his probing tongue. His tongue dipped into the nectar of Jill's mouth making her moan in pleasure. His hearing was sharp enough to pick out a natural soprano in a noisy crowd. Her moans increased the throbbing of his arousal. Her breath like his came in rhythmic staccato bursts. He pulled up her sheer silk lingerie revealing her nakedness.
His hands caressed along her spine and resting on her derrière. To him, Jill's body was a priceless finely tuned musical instrument that hit the perfect notes every time. As he squeezed her firm peachy cheeky bottom placing one of her long legs over his hips, she became the blissful cacophony of sound in which his senses drowned.
Her sea lover took a puckered nipple into his mouth as one hand fingered the triangle between her legs. He found her hot and silky wet. He pulled away to kiss her lower lips causing Jill to moan softly, her hips rising up to meet his lips. Instinctively searching for more of the intoxicating sensations his lips were working up.
His scalding lips and tongue conjured a violent storm that drove her to the precipice of existence. Propelled to the heady heights of a tidal wave, she balanced breathless until his index fingers plunged inside her inner depths. Jill moaned as ecstasy radiated from her moist centre to every nerve ending. Like a cloud, she floated from one musical note to the next, between this existence and the next one.
His athletic, muscular body loomed large over her petite nakedness admiring the pleasurable response he commanded in her. He claimed her mouth making her taste her own arousal. He pulled back letting her gaze at his sculpted, muscular body. His manhood protruded huge, weighty, proud and at attention.
The golden glow from the fireplace cast his face in light and shadow. His features reflected a fever of longing.
"How much do you want me," he asked.
"More each night," she admitted breathlessly. Shamelessly. Her reputation would be ruined if word of their illicit affair got out but brushed that aside.
"I'm most alive inside you. Part your legs for me," he instructed. Jill knew she shouldn't but couldn't resist. She wasn't strong enough. He lowered himself fully on her petite frame.
Jill waited. The bitter sweet agony of anticipation.
He was poised but made no movement to join his manhood to her warm molten centre. His lips claimed hers again and this time moved slowly down to her chin, neck and shoulder bone. He kissed her swollen right breast then lingered on her swollen left breast. She anticipated he would move further south but he had other ideas. He pushed both breasts together and sucked both nipples into his mouth at the same time.
Jill gasped then moaned with pleasure. She arched her back and moved her hips close. Closer to him.
Suddenly he flipped her over. Jill was on top straddling him.
"Put me inside you. Ride us to ecstasy," he commanded overcome by the fever of pure lust.
His lips returned to her breasts and his fingers rubbed the sensitive tip of the engorged bud between her legs unleashing uninhibited passion. He held onto her hips thrusting upward as she met him with downward thrusts. She squeezed her internal muscles to make it a more sensitive and gripping ride for him.
"You're riding the storm of our passion," he moaned his breathing harsh. The ferocity of the storm swelled and ebbed just like the one that brought him to her.
"...yes," she breathed her hips grinding deeper, faster until the tremors of ecstasy blocked everything out except her lover's shattered breathing, moans and the hammering of their hearts.
He held on to her hips, meeting each thrust until she cried out swept on a wave of ecstasy that provoked his orgasm to erupt and flood them both. Their bodies still united, glistened from the exertion. Jill collapsed in her lover's arms thinking about how long she had waited to be awakened to love. She couldn't imagine life without the thrill of danger, love or music.
The innumerable dark mysteries of her lover, Jakob...
April, 27, 2015
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