It was like time itself ceased to exist as Nigel felt the embers of desire dull his senses, replacing pain with a heady feeling. The way her mouth softly parted his, and how her tongue slid in made him moan in pleasure. His own lips seemed to have a mind of their own as they responded clumsily at first, but soon found a sync with hers. This was what a kiss felt like and boy it definitely felt good.
Unchained Desire Part 3
This is an exclusive blog post by writer, The Rogue. "...She had been in love with him since that first day on the fields. Watching him suffer had almost made her mad with anger and pain..."
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Melanie slowly caressed his hair against his scalp, every touch inspired by her pent up passions and desire for this beautiful slave. His kisses though inexperienced, tasted of an exotic flavor, warm and decadent. Her body ached more for him as she deepened the kiss, tasting his richness and desire while her hands, mindful of his wounds, roved between his chest and face.
She had been in love with him since that first day on the fields. Watching him suffer had almost made her mad with anger and pain. She had had to restrain herself from interfering lest her father end his life. That was what finally gave her the courage show up at his shack, to end the emotional torture. She also knew he too desired her, as she had caught him on many occasions staring at her with his beautiful eyes. Eyes that couldn't hide the fire and passion he sought to keep away from her.
His pained wince brought her out of her reverie. She had mistakenly brushed against a stripe on his back. "I'm sorry" she said as she stepped back quickly.
"it's fine" He said. Having not moved an inch from where he was, shivering slightly with desire.
His eyes showed that he would rather continue kissing her, but she had to stop for now.
Melanie stepped back into his space and hugged his neck softly. "You know you can touch me back right?"
His hands slowly encased her as he hugged her in return, completing the embrace.
"If this is a dream i never want to wake up." He whispered tentatively into her hair.
"Me neither." She whispered back.
She knew she had to leave soon before her father noticed her absence.
"I will see you again." She said as she slowly disengaged from the delicious, warm embrace. The look on his face made her want to throw herself back in, but she had to go."Next time." She slunk away, so light on her feet her steps were inaudible.
The sound of the door closing jolted Nigel back to reality. It was as if she was never there. Her perfume and the warm taste of her lips, the only reminder of their time together.
"Next time." He echoed!! "Next time."
He painfully lay on his stomach on the bed again, awaiting the moment their next meeting..... Or maybe not.
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