Wings of Grace

Chapter 26

     Lara awoke in that half sleep state - thinking she was dreaming -  when she saw Lyon sitting beside her, his handsome face, smiling down at hers.

      "Lyon..?" She put her hand out to stroke the slight rubble on his chin, moving her fingers lightly over the rough surface. She had been longing for that personal contact for so long. 

     "I missed you so much." She whispered.

   He leaned down to kiss her gently on the lips. She groaned, whimpering in protest when he pulled away and then smiled sleepily and sighed, as he gathered her up into his arms, sitting her on his lap. He released his grip under her legs allowing her to stretch them out to one side, so he could caress her hair. Lovingly,  he stroked the soft tendrils escaping from the plait and then slowly guided her face back towards his, tilting it to the right. 

"Now where were we?" he coarsely whispered, each word thickly laced with emotion.

     Immediately she circled Lyon's neck with her arms , leaning her body towards his, getting as close as was humanly possible, and relinquished herself into the kiss. The chemistry was instant, the moment their lips touched. Creating an intimate rush of sensations flooding through her, one after the other until they melded as one.

     The tingles of excitement bubbling within, increasing the intensity, with each rise of her chest, as she could feel her heart start racing.

     She breathed in deeply, Lyon's scent was so intoxicating, she just couldn't get enough. Just the feel of his warm muscular body against her own, was both enticing and alluring  - creating such a strong emotional connection - as the kiss deepened passionately.

     This was the best dream ever. It felt so real. She could have been fantasising for minutes or hours, she had no concept of time.

     The sensitivity of their lips  entwining, created a chemical cocktail in her brain. Sending shock waves through her body, producing such euphoric feelings, making her crave for more.

     Coming up for air, her breathing laboured, the teasing and tickling of his playful kisses across her forehead, soon turned to a fiery burning pulsating throb as he slowly started to travel down the side of her neck with his sensual mouth.

     "I love you..." Lara managed to whisper. "I don't want this to ever end " Loosing herself completely, as he tenderly moved to a sweet spot just behind her ear.

     When did she ever become so inventive? Usually her fantasy dreams were more one sided, whereas this was  a  sensual dance, her fiery emotions tangoing  up and down her spine.

     The pleasure Lara received from his touch left her wanting... no needing... to run her fingers over his chest. Without thinking, she parted the covering of material of his shirt, that was initially preventing her fingers access to the warmth of his skin, and slid beneath the layers of fabric, tantalising the smooth hairless flesh with light stroking movements. Not realising how much her touch excited his senses, driving him just as crazy as he was likewise doing to her through his kisses, as they travelled down towards the hollow area at the front of her neck.

     "Lara?" Was that Lyon's voice? It sounded so different.

     "Mmmmm" she murmured, having trouble thinking clearly.

     "Lara, as much as I would love to continue this," He slowly kissed her to emphasise his reluctance to stop. "We are going to have company very soon by the sound of those voices."

     "What voices?" she ignorantly whispered, after his last passionate assault of her lips. Lyon had stopped kissing her, much to her disappointment, and she shook her head slightly. She refused to let anyone destroy what was the most incredible of all dreams she had ever had.