Midnight Thrills
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,863
Reviews:
4
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 3
[A/N: Thanks for coming back for #3! I hope this is a good enough ending for ya\'ll. ;) ]
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Her body starts to tremble in anticipation and fear. As his hands slid the boxers downward in an almost teasing manor her trembling increases. Her eyes widen at the sight of him. She tries to move her body away from, trying to escape with the bed still attached. He chuckles and maneuvers himself over her. He places the tip just outside and teases her. A heat begins to build up in the pit of her stomach as well as in other places. She’s torn between desire and fear. He reaches over and gently strokes her breast, calling it to attention. As he strokes with his hand and teases her below, he sucks on her other breast, bringing it to attention as well. He trails kiss up her chest, her neck, to land on her gagged mouth. She makes a whimpering noise, finally having given into her desire. He looks into her eyes and removes the gag from her mouth. As soon as the linen is out of the way, his mouth covers hers in a fiery passion. His tongue forces itself inside of her mouth and explores. He tastes a sweetness, almost strawberry taste and presses harder to taste more. His hands roam her body, tracing underneath her breast and the curve of her shoulders. He places himself inside of her, slowly, letting her body adjust to him. She gasps in his mouth at the feeling. She thrusts her lower body upwards, forcing him all the way in. She gasps again at the pain of it all but it slowly subsides into a mounting pleasure. He works himself in and out, increasing the pleasure by flexing himself. Her hands and toes grab at the air, trying to find something to hold onto as she loses control on a wave of pure ecstasy. He pauses for a moment, causing her to whimper, as he unties her arms. He pulls himself out an trails kisses down her body, increasing in pressure and he gets closer to his target. When he reaches his target, he skips over it, causing her to cry out in anguish and reach for him. He gently shoves her back down and then goes to untie her legs. When he completes that, he moves back to her. He kisses the inside of her thigh and works his way up to the top. He places a kiss on her lower lips and takes a deep breath of her scent. He flicks out his tongue for a taste and sends shivers up her body. He takes a deeper lick and pulls back to see that she’s arched her back in pleasure. She whimpers, silently asking for more, afraid that if she utters any words, everything will disappear. He delves in deeper with his tongue, exploring and tasting her. He strokes her with one hand and enters her with another. He maneuvers around, waiting for the signal that he’s found the right spot. She let’s out a quick, high gasp and he knows he’s got it. He teases and strokes, bringing her higher and higher, until she’s about to explode. He pulls out his hand and sticks his tongue back in to bring her over. She let’s out a small cry as she rides the wave over. She collapses the rest of the way to the bed, panting. He smiles at her as he rolls her onto her side. He lays next to her and drapes an arm over her waist. As she closes her eyes, he places a kiss on the back of her head then on the back of her neck. They lay there quietly for a few moments until her heart beat has become regular. He then rolls her onto her stomach and pulls her into a sort of kneeling position. She wonders lazily at what’s going on until he positions himself behind her. She tries to scramble away but he grabs her hips and pulls her back. He slowly inserts himself, trying not to cause her too much pain. She closes her eyes and takes it all without uttering a single sound. When he’s all the way in, she let’s out a small gasp and the breath she has been holding. He works back and forth, slowly and gently, keeping himself from just letting go and going full force. Her discomfort increases until it reaches the point between pain and pleasure, then spills over into the tingles of delight. She pushes back against him and he takes it as incentive to increase his speed. He keeps pumping until he’s slamming into her and they’re both crying out. He grips her hips tighter as he reaches his climax. He tries with all his might to go harder and faster, until he cries out and collapses on top of her. She let’s out a whimper, herself still near the edge again. She crawls out from underneath him and he watches her with foggy eyes. Not caring that he’s watching or just forgetting he’s there altogether, she closes her eyes and reaches down to stroke herself. Her fingers slip in and out of her self, working herself that last inch over the edge. She throws back her head and half gasps, half cries out as she reaches the peak. Her back arches with the final stroke and she falls back onto the bed, her eyes closed and a content smile upon her face. He reaches out to pull her close and nuzzles her neck. She giggles slightly and turns to face him. They Eskimo kiss and look each other in the eyes. She whispers her love and he returns her words with a whisper as well. They fall into a blissful sleep, side by side.
The morning sunlight streams in through the window over the bed, hitting her in the eyes. She stretches her body and snuggles closer to the warmth beside her. He gives her a good morning kiss on the forehead. She looks up at him with adoration and kisses him on the nose. He strokes the side of her face as thoughts run rampant through his head. He props himself on an elbow and asks the question she was waiting for.
“When should we do this again?”
She takes a moment to ponder and see how her body feels. She closes her eyes and buries her face in his chest. She mumbles her answer from there.
“Two months. Full moon.”
He questions if there’s anything special about a full moon and she replies,
“More light. Tripping over that tree root really hurt.”
He chuckles and wraps him arms tighter around her body. Suddenly, another question popped into his head.
“What if we can’t get that night off?”
She laughs and mumbles something about a sick aunt before falling back to sleep.
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[A/N: Well, thanks for sticking it out til the end. I hope you all enjoyed it and will be there when I write my next little story. Drive home safely! =P
Oh, and don\'t forget to please, please review! <3 It\'s very, very appreciated if ya do.]
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Her body starts to tremble in anticipation and fear. As his hands slid the boxers downward in an almost teasing manor her trembling increases. Her eyes widen at the sight of him. She tries to move her body away from, trying to escape with the bed still attached. He chuckles and maneuvers himself over her. He places the tip just outside and teases her. A heat begins to build up in the pit of her stomach as well as in other places. She’s torn between desire and fear. He reaches over and gently strokes her breast, calling it to attention. As he strokes with his hand and teases her below, he sucks on her other breast, bringing it to attention as well. He trails kiss up her chest, her neck, to land on her gagged mouth. She makes a whimpering noise, finally having given into her desire. He looks into her eyes and removes the gag from her mouth. As soon as the linen is out of the way, his mouth covers hers in a fiery passion. His tongue forces itself inside of her mouth and explores. He tastes a sweetness, almost strawberry taste and presses harder to taste more. His hands roam her body, tracing underneath her breast and the curve of her shoulders. He places himself inside of her, slowly, letting her body adjust to him. She gasps in his mouth at the feeling. She thrusts her lower body upwards, forcing him all the way in. She gasps again at the pain of it all but it slowly subsides into a mounting pleasure. He works himself in and out, increasing the pleasure by flexing himself. Her hands and toes grab at the air, trying to find something to hold onto as she loses control on a wave of pure ecstasy. He pauses for a moment, causing her to whimper, as he unties her arms. He pulls himself out an trails kisses down her body, increasing in pressure and he gets closer to his target. When he reaches his target, he skips over it, causing her to cry out in anguish and reach for him. He gently shoves her back down and then goes to untie her legs. When he completes that, he moves back to her. He kisses the inside of her thigh and works his way up to the top. He places a kiss on her lower lips and takes a deep breath of her scent. He flicks out his tongue for a taste and sends shivers up her body. He takes a deeper lick and pulls back to see that she’s arched her back in pleasure. She whimpers, silently asking for more, afraid that if she utters any words, everything will disappear. He delves in deeper with his tongue, exploring and tasting her. He strokes her with one hand and enters her with another. He maneuvers around, waiting for the signal that he’s found the right spot. She let’s out a quick, high gasp and he knows he’s got it. He teases and strokes, bringing her higher and higher, until she’s about to explode. He pulls out his hand and sticks his tongue back in to bring her over. She let’s out a small cry as she rides the wave over. She collapses the rest of the way to the bed, panting. He smiles at her as he rolls her onto her side. He lays next to her and drapes an arm over her waist. As she closes her eyes, he places a kiss on the back of her head then on the back of her neck. They lay there quietly for a few moments until her heart beat has become regular. He then rolls her onto her stomach and pulls her into a sort of kneeling position. She wonders lazily at what’s going on until he positions himself behind her. She tries to scramble away but he grabs her hips and pulls her back. He slowly inserts himself, trying not to cause her too much pain. She closes her eyes and takes it all without uttering a single sound. When he’s all the way in, she let’s out a small gasp and the breath she has been holding. He works back and forth, slowly and gently, keeping himself from just letting go and going full force. Her discomfort increases until it reaches the point between pain and pleasure, then spills over into the tingles of delight. She pushes back against him and he takes it as incentive to increase his speed. He keeps pumping until he’s slamming into her and they’re both crying out. He grips her hips tighter as he reaches his climax. He tries with all his might to go harder and faster, until he cries out and collapses on top of her. She let’s out a whimper, herself still near the edge again. She crawls out from underneath him and he watches her with foggy eyes. Not caring that he’s watching or just forgetting he’s there altogether, she closes her eyes and reaches down to stroke herself. Her fingers slip in and out of her self, working herself that last inch over the edge. She throws back her head and half gasps, half cries out as she reaches the peak. Her back arches with the final stroke and she falls back onto the bed, her eyes closed and a content smile upon her face. He reaches out to pull her close and nuzzles her neck. She giggles slightly and turns to face him. They Eskimo kiss and look each other in the eyes. She whispers her love and he returns her words with a whisper as well. They fall into a blissful sleep, side by side.
The morning sunlight streams in through the window over the bed, hitting her in the eyes. She stretches her body and snuggles closer to the warmth beside her. He gives her a good morning kiss on the forehead. She looks up at him with adoration and kisses him on the nose. He strokes the side of her face as thoughts run rampant through his head. He props himself on an elbow and asks the question she was waiting for.
“When should we do this again?”
She takes a moment to ponder and see how her body feels. She closes her eyes and buries her face in his chest. She mumbles her answer from there.
“Two months. Full moon.”
He questions if there’s anything special about a full moon and she replies,
“More light. Tripping over that tree root really hurt.”
He chuckles and wraps him arms tighter around her body. Suddenly, another question popped into his head.
“What if we can’t get that night off?”
She laughs and mumbles something about a sick aunt before falling back to sleep.
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[A/N: Well, thanks for sticking it out til the end. I hope you all enjoyed it and will be there when I write my next little story. Drive home safely! =P
Oh, and don\'t forget to please, please review! <3 It\'s very, very appreciated if ya do.]