Anarchy (37 page)

Her slender hands, gripped hi
s arms,
holding
so
tight he suffered the most agonizing decision of his life. She wanted the nightmares gone
.
Bereft and alone, he was
her
life line, if only
this once
h
e
’d
toss her
a
rope.

C
asting aside his better judgment he kissed her.
The
kiss
of a mature, experienced lover
,
filled with tender passion.
Her
young
lips were soft
,
full
, s
weet
…oh so damn sweet. He felt
timid
ity there and it turned him on.
S
he had yet to
be acquainted
with
t
his
body;
the introduction would come soon enough
once she got over her shyness
.
He’d go easy and let her body dictate the pace.

Nico’s
hands were at the hem of her silk gown, lifting it slowly
over her
waist
then slipping
it
over her head.
H
is eyes lingered to
admire her
shapely
figure, far more glorious
in its
naked
ness
than
he thought possible.

In the bowel of his soul he loved
her.
He wanted to deny
it but how could he lie to himself?
There was a strong chemistry between
them;
innocent at first, then l
ike her nightmares, the emotions snuck up on him
,
too
. W
hen
she emerged from the pool
today
, his body’s response confirmed it. H
e stayed away
for long periods of time
, because deep down in his groin
,
Nico
wanted the feelings to subside
.
B
ut at this hour she came
–
to
him.
He was a
thirsty man
in
need of drink and she sensed his need, offering more than sustenance, she made his dream come true.

He would not turn back or have regrets. How could he ever have such compunctions, when it came to desire?

Nico
did not rush like a boy in
heat;
instead his fingers peeled
the silk
panties with their frilly lace down her thighs, calves and
over her
painted toes. Her eyes
were
on him, following his descent. He dropp
ed them to the floor and
spread her legs
wide. S
elange’s body
arched like a bow whe
n his mouth kissed the entry to her most sacred temple. She pushed forward as he orally
pleased her
;
the
soft moans drifting to his ears
serv
ing
as confirmation
of
Nico’s
expertise
.
Leisurely he
moved up to her waist, giving her a chance to flee without guilt
.
He would never force himself upon
a
her
but
she remained
and stayed the carnal course
. Her fingers traipsed down his shoulders,
becoming
familiar with his body
as he suckled, tugg
ed
and knead
ed
the points of her breast
using
the folds of his
mouth. She clutched him,
demanding
more of
it. His engorged penis throbbed, demanding its own relief. He
sat up on his knees bringing her legs around his waist then guided her torso
up with his hand
and
pressed
against the base of
her spine
to have
her closer. He
eased the tip of his penis through her feminine walls
and t
he tightness there cautioned him to go at an unhurried pace.
A boy would have plunged ahead, ignoring her slight discomfort for his own immediate gratification, but Nico was
a
seasoned
man and understood
,
inevitably
pleasure would come. It always did.

Even
Ariana
, an experienced woman required an interlude upon introduction to his large staff
and Selange was no different
. Her eyes flutter
ed
rapidly,
as he
went
further into her cushioning.
S
he trembled from the fullness of him
and gripped his shoulders, gasping.
He flexed her forward some more, bringing her face
to his and kissed
her
ferociously to
remind her of
the sexual request
and his eagerness to give. The gasps were stifled, her fear lessening as he strok
ed
her neck with his fingers, silencing her trepidation
, bringing her to the present, making her feel the heat of life, stripping death’s hold from her mind and replacing it with the strength of love.

H
e
r
vaginal
muscles loosen
ed
,
moisten
ed,
expand
ed in adjustment to his
intru
sion. His heart slowed, giving her the feeling of tranquility and building trust. His masterful control
calmed her
and the tension ebbed from her body as she clung to him.

He was patient
, although there was an urgency to possess
her fully
and satiate his intense
craving. Selange’s hands traveled
up his neck
and her
fingers
raked
through
his
hair
.
She
was moving, responding,
widening and
beckoning him to enter.
Natural lubricants washed over his penis,
allowing a
complete and
thorough penetration.
There was a
whimper
and a sharp intake of breath as
he fully possessed her and her eyes opened in disbelief at how naturally they fit.

Tonight, Selange would experience
a different side of him
; tonight she’d really come to know Nico the lover
and the pleasure he’d bring
.
 

Nico
lo
wer
ed her down, her arms clinging to his neck
as he forcefully invaded her mouth,
niceties
be
damned
!
He would not rein in his wanton flesh or play the surrogate. This was the Nico she had yet to meet. He left no room for indecision, afterall, he was in too deep.
His
muscular
body moved with such elegance
Selange
marveled at
its
grace.
Every
stroke, in and out
touched every part of her
walls
and in ecstasy she cried into his mouth, quivering each meter.
She climaxed
so quickly
, he actually smiled
because he was only starting.
S
he
reached a hand to his chest
to
feel the contours of his muscles, using her fingers
to travel across
its
ridges
as if she were reading braille. He stayed within
her, letting her familiarize herself with his body, to archive
it,
to
keep as
a
pleasant
memory
.
He would certainly do the same.

Her eyes
swept adoringly over his face and he s
mil
ed
at her unabashed
adulation. She star
ed
at him
as
if he were
some
G
reek
God, when in
fact he was mortal.
A man with repressed nightmares of his own.
The
n
she gave a
seductive
smile
, squeezing him down there, sliding as she moved and the
floodgates
of hell
and
heaven collided. T
he demons she requested he chase away
entered through his flesh
and
burn
ed
hellfire in his bones
. He took pleasure in it.
His mouth suckled
her
s and
she pushed to him, s
mall teeth b
it
ing his lip,
drawing blood
,
releas
ing her
pain
and he took it gladly.
The
yearning escalated and she scratched his body,
nails d
igging
into his skin
leaving
angry
red welts
across it. The stinging reminded him this was no dream and
his body
welcomed the hurt
.