Carnal Seduction

Chapter Twenty Eight

" I love this painting. It has been my favourite since I was a teenager." Nevaeh told me as we both sat on the bench in front of the painting of Marc Antony and Cleopatra. It was a image of Cleopatra reaching across the long banquet table to hand Marc Antony a poisoned cup of wine.

Her head was against my shoulder while my arm was wrapped around her, holding her close. We had been sitting there in front of that painting for the last fifteen minutes, and I knew deep inside she was wanting to stay where we were and gaze on that painting until she was satisfied.

In the time that had passed she had talked about the tales she knew of ancient Egypt, and I had sat in silence, completely lost and hanging on every word she spoke.

" I wonder if they really ever loved one another." She said in a whisper, and I could only shrug my shoulders in response. I knew nothing about ancient Egypt, if anything I only knew the tale of Cleopatra, and how she could seduce a man without showing an ounce of flesh.

It was the power she held that seduced a man, and most or all knew that. There were tales as well that she was able to do so with her mind. In a way it fascinated me, the notion of a woman being so powerful. I gazed down at Nevaeh and grinned then, planting a kiss on her forehead.

I understood her sway over me as I thought and comprehended my own minds wonderings at the tales of Cleopatra. That was how Nevaeh was to me, like cleopatra, in the beginning she had not shown me a single part of her in the raw and naked flesh, but her mind was what made me become intrigued, and I desired to know more, until I eventually fell in love with her, most probably before I had even lain with her without my knowledge.

You are my Cleopatra. I thought to myself. I dared not voice it, for how incredibly cheesy it would sound if I did, so instead I simply held her close to me as we both sat there together taking in the grandeur of the painting.

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" Nevaeh!" I called out to her from the living room, as I paced back and forth, looking at my watch just as I had earlier that morning.

" I'm coming, I'm coming." She called out to me in a frantic tone of voice from the bathroom, and I grinned at her response, and responded the only way I knew how, and began to play with her.

" Woah, gee, Nevaeh again, and without me, no way!" I said holding back a laugh, as she replied back instantly as I made my way over the the hallway entrance.

" Ha ha, very funny Mr." As I was about to turn the corner to make my way into the bathroom, she came rushing out straight into my arms, and in her haste, we both nearly tumbled to the floor, but I managed to catch her and turned her around, regaining balance, only to end up with my hand holding her back as I bent her backward, and looked down at her while she gasped my arms firmly.

" Woah." I gasped, as she looked up at me in amazement. For a few moments I held her, bowing her low while we continued to look at each other.

" You can let me up now Mr." She eventually said, which made me clear my throat, and lift her up towards me to bring her to stand before me.

" Are you ready." I asked her, and let my eyes wonder over her body as she nodded her head. She was wearing a long light green floral dress which was held up on her left shoulder by a large gold piece of intricately designed metal, leaving her right shoulder bare. It simply hugged her body perfectly, showing her womanly curves.