When She Comes

Chapter 60 - Bang

When these two began this adventure, it showed like a natural disaster. In hindsight, it was literally their love story.
 
During what remained of the evening, Prince and Sabine cuddled in the dark shuffling sweet exchanges to one another.

"There's nothing like being desired by you." The airiness in Sabine's whisper provoked Prince to wanna keep her locked away, like on a deserted island he thought, which made him smile because that's exactly where they were and he had no intention of ever leaving.

A bit harshly he tugged on her wavy curls, pulling her in close and stealing a much needed tender kiss.

“My longing for you is beyond penetration, it's grounded in God and wisdom. The connection I feel when I look in your eyes...mmm...as my hands smooth up your thighs...when I kiss you down low and your walls whisper to my soul." 

They were a blubbering mess hushedly fussing over one another. Softly their eyes quietly spoke in any absence of their thoughts.

They both were excited to create the rest of their story.

His fingertips lightly brushed along her lips imparting his print, uniquely branding her and their baby as his legacy.

"I've told you before Sabine. You are my first true friend. The one that sought me for no other reason but to save me. How could I not fall in love with you...

...Predestined? I asked God." Snaking his finger inside a spiral curl and pulling it with a boing. "Written on my heart? I have wondered."

Soft, affectionate lips exhaled warmly on the barely-there fuzz of her cheeks. "No darling, I now know that you were etched in my soul at my birth. Waaaay before you were ever born. Unknowingly, I sheltered a piece of myself as I waited for you to come after all my reckless years."

Slowly Sabine inhaled his seductive, intoxicating scent along with his enveloping words while his lips lovingly grazed the outside of her ear. "You are the reason the moon outpours its light onto this beach we share. I only want your creamy waves to lap on my shore...and yeah take that exactly how it sounds." A deeper voice conveyed his innuendo and Sabine loved it when he spoke to her in his brand of prose.

"I would have undoubtedly died without you and your persistence. Tell me you love me the  same because despite my age and your youth, all my heart and soul wants is you."

That last sentence Cleo heard as she slipped out of Sabine's original bedroom with her bags, down the dock and back to her home. Not waiting until morning would surely upset the crew, but it would be easier in creating distance.

"There is nothing like being desired by you...your heart, your soul. How could I not feel the same as you?"

"I can’t even hold you without wanting to be inside you...I want to be a part of you..." A gasp emitted as Sabine's slender fingers didn't try to muffle his affection. She reveled in feeling him grow under her direction, she his superconductor.

"That's it baby...doooon't stop…aaah yeah" He directed with a groan kissing and easing her dress strap off her shoulder.

Everything on her was more voluptuous than he remembered and he attributed it to missing her and what Valeria attested, the rabbit died.

Everything with him was a gentle rhythm, a lilt, perhaps one might call a harmony. He most certainly was music. She could feel it.

This night wasn't like their other times together...in the bathtub, on the kitchen chair, the shoreline at the beach or swinging in the hammock.

Tonight was different.

As her lover, Prince chose to do all of the work being slow and deliberate.