Peculiarity Of A Different Sort

Possession

My darling was devious and curious. Weeks later, as I held her close, she reminded me of her dearest wish. "All of you," she whispered.

I touched her waist, the fire within me spreading. "Like this?"

"More like this, Alma."

She moved my hand lower, placing it just above her pubic bone. My hand shook. "T-this?"

I placed my fingertips along the bottom seam of her dress, slowly lifting it. She nodded, biting her bottom lip rather harshly. She had the most adorable knickers, pale pink with little lace trim. I slid them down her creamy thighs. She flinched slightly as I placed a light kiss upon her left one. With my lips still resting on her leg, I spoke, "you're certain, Alice?"

I lifted my head, placing my chin on her thigh to look at her. Her beautiful brown eyes begged more than her tongue ever could. "Yes... Please."

She grabbed my fingers gently, placing them lower than before. The fire inside a full flame now. Then she said something I would cling to for the rest of my life, "I need you."

A small tear ran down my cheek... to be needed like this. To be so close. To be so trusted. To be so loved, so wanted, so... needed. I needed her too.

I ran my index finger up through her lips, finally resting it upon the node at the apex of them. She leaned forward in order to watch me. A small gasp escaped her lips as I began to swirl my finger against it.

"Hu-uh, Al-ma."

"My love, don't be too loud. We wouldn't want to wake anyone."

In this moment we became more than lovers. We became one person. Our souls collided like never before, our hearts melted. We were one mind, one heart, one body. Her mind within mine. I could feel everything she felt, her body was my own.

The way her thighs twitched and her muscles contracted. Her hips instinctively thrusting against my hand. I could feel this within my loins. Every pant, every moan, I could feel within my lungs.

Her head rolled back onto the pillow. Her thoughts were begging. She let out a small squeak before collapsing all together. I stopped, knowing, and moved to lay beside her. I held her there, her head resting against my chest.

"I love you, Alma."

"I love you, too."