Chapter X: Allegro Appassionato Part 2

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Chapter X: Allegro Appassionato Part 2

Friday, July 5th, 09.25 a.m.

Jarod awakened around midmorning; while sleeping, Erin had turned and was now laying on her side, her back against his chest. The sheet had partially slid away, and Jarod noticed that her nightgown, of impalpable lilac silk, had slipped upwards uncovering her hip, and he could see that under it she wore matching panties.

He lifted his head to gaze at her: her relaxed face, with the long eyelashes shading her healthy coloured and tanned cheeks; her beautiful lips, slightly parted as for a kiss; her long brown hair, scattered all over the pillow; her chest moving slowly up and down at the rhythm of her breathing.

A wave of tenderness and love overwhelmed him. He placed one hand on her shoulder and stroked it gently, starting from the base of her neck, following the curve of her collarbone and creeping down her arm, which was resting on her belly. Here, he moved his hand on her hip, down her thigh and almost to her knee, and then slid back, coming up to brush her derrière. He felt aroused – good heavens, he had never enough of her! – and considered stopping, but Erin heaved a loving sigh and opened her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up", he whispered in her ear, "but you're so desirable that I couldn't stop my hands."

She grinned and looked askance at him, then she reached behind her, placing one hand on his buttocks and pulling him nearer. Feeling the evidence of his yearning against her bottom, she commented in a low, amused voice:

"And not only your hands."

"I can't help it, if you've charmed me", he declared, bending to kiss her earlobe and lingering there to nibble at it. Erin lifted one hand to brush his temple; Jarod turned his head and seized her ring finger with his lips, tickling gently the tip with his tongue. Feeling her shuddering, he realized he had found another particularly sensitive spot, so he insisted; he cupped one of her breasts, and through the silk of her nightgown he felt her nipple already stiffening. Flattered, he brushed it with his fingertips.

"You're the one who charmed me", Erin exhaled, feeling desire stirring up swiftly inside of her: she had never realised she was a lustful woman, but now the longing for Jarod caught her in the most unlikely moments, and only her strict self-discipline had prevented her, since they were together, from being too much distracted.

Starting to place a trail of small kisses on the side of her neck, Jarod moved his hand downwards, slipping under her nightgown; he brushed her tummy with a languid caress; he lingered one moment with the tip of his forefinger on her belly button, touching it gently, and then went on downwards. His fingers slid under the silk of her panties, reaching the soft triangle of hair that covered her crotch.

At his arousing touch, Erin moaned in pleasure and parted her legs, pushing one thigh backwards upon his. Kissing the nape of her neck, Jarod brushed her clit, beginning to massage it exquisitely with two fingers. Erin shivered, inhaling abruptly; she felt like drowning in a lake of delightfulness, and a blaze of damp warmth burned her depths. She moaned again, louder.

Jarod began pulling down her panties; Erin helped him, wanton like only he could make her, and then with a twist she slipped her arms out of the spaghetti-strings of her nightgown, pushing it down to her waist.

With one hand he cupped again her now exposed breast, and tickled its nipple, hard and sensitive, with the tips of thumb and forefinger; Erin sighed and pushed one hand backwards, closing it around his erected shaft and making him gasp in pleasure as she stroked it all the way from base to tip.

"Oh, Jarod, please..." Erin muttered, longing too much for him to stand it any longer, "Take me, take me..."

Jarod didn't smile at her greed, because it was the same he was feeling. He lowered behind her, parted lovingly her nether lips with his fingers to ease the entering, and penetrated her slowly. Erin arched her back to help him, relishing inch by inch the sensation of him sliding inside of her.

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