Fantasy Livia
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
783
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Two
Shanji shifted to avoid her stare as he wandered inward. He imagined the course of her hair to be fine and tangle free. Only the brush of her fingers along his cheek forced him back, his eyes wide and staring into hers. Her warmth, feminine and carrying her fragrance, drew him near, his mind absent of thought as he knew only his heart and what it longed for. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.
If ever there seemed a moment which he never wanted to cease, this would be it. Following his instincts he weaved a hand through her hair and pulled her closer, deepening his kiss not in lust, for lust did not fit him, but in love. Her hands encouraged him further as one slipped under his shirt and stroked the hard muscles of his stomach while the other loosened the buckle of his pants. In the back of his mind he believed this to be just another dream, but the smell and taste, the feel and caress of her proved that thought wrong. Although he argued if it were indeed a dream he wished never to awaken.
Aiding her beneath him, he lay her back and worked his free hand up her flirty lace hemmed skirt. She wore high cut panties of a cotton variety and his stomach lurched as he proceeded to pull them down. The swell of her breasts arched against him, perhaps begging for his kiss or the gentle exploration of his tongue and he groaned, sending a hum across their lips. Unable to with stand temptation he momentarily seperated from her to remove her cream colored underwear and then unfastened the strings holding closed her blouse. Once her breasts were in view his breath catch and he descended slowly, but his kiss returned to her lips much to his own surprise. However this did not distract his ever so curious fingers from cupping and stroking, caressing and knowing their fullness.
If ever there seemed a moment which he never wanted to cease, this would be it. Following his instincts he weaved a hand through her hair and pulled her closer, deepening his kiss not in lust, for lust did not fit him, but in love. Her hands encouraged him further as one slipped under his shirt and stroked the hard muscles of his stomach while the other loosened the buckle of his pants. In the back of his mind he believed this to be just another dream, but the smell and taste, the feel and caress of her proved that thought wrong. Although he argued if it were indeed a dream he wished never to awaken.
Aiding her beneath him, he lay her back and worked his free hand up her flirty lace hemmed skirt. She wore high cut panties of a cotton variety and his stomach lurched as he proceeded to pull them down. The swell of her breasts arched against him, perhaps begging for his kiss or the gentle exploration of his tongue and he groaned, sending a hum across their lips. Unable to with stand temptation he momentarily seperated from her to remove her cream colored underwear and then unfastened the strings holding closed her blouse. Once her breasts were in view his breath catch and he descended slowly, but his kiss returned to her lips much to his own surprise. However this did not distract his ever so curious fingers from cupping and stroking, caressing and knowing their fullness.