Ch. 01: River of Desire
Blue Hawk Soaring's forged muscles inflated with his hand's tight grasp. Pulling Shannon O'Brien closer and closer. She placed her long finger's on his bare Indian Warrior chest attempting to push herself away from his animal lust driven kisses that were ravaging her with nips at her nape and long tongue laps at her neck. Tasting her as if preparing to bite into his next meal.
His strong scent engulfed Shannon O'Brien's nostrils as her face was brushed by Blue Hawk Soaring's long wild, half-braided hair that lay as a vale across Shannon O'Brien's rosy red cheeks. Her body absorbed every warm touch of his lips upon her skin while her half-closed eyes watched the wind sway the forest trees and leaves. Shannon felt a kinship to this for she too was being moved in a passionate way,
Blue Hawk Soaring released his tight grip only for a moment to look into her deep blue eyes. His face directly in front of hers while they both breathed heavily. Shannon licked her lips as if thirsty for a kiss. She leaned forward as Blue Hawk Soaring lowered his head and the two kissed as one feather fell atop Blue Hawk's headband.
"Hot damn," Anna Belle yelled as she chuckled aloud. She took a quick glance around the front porch area and saw that the coast was clear. 'Hell, it is always clear.' Anna lives so far out in the piney woods of the deep south that the only male she ever sees is the Mail Man and he is 83 years old and still driving the same truck Anna has been seeing him drive for all of her 23 years of living.
Oddly enough Anna looked forward to seeing him because he usually brought her a paperback novel. Anna is in a book club that sends her a Paperback monthly. Between that and the dime novels that she picks up at the used bookstore and the friendly exchange of books with friends is pretty much the only journeys she embarks on.
"Go for it Shannon O'Brien, I would." Anna Belle snickered and snorted then put her nose to the book, pulled the book to her nose and fell quickly and anxiously back into the kiss of Blue Hawk Soaring and Shannon O'Brien. Reading, the Romance Novel: River of Desires.
"I'd kiss him and then some," Anna mumbled then sank into the string of words that took her on a literary romantic mental flight that quenched her thirst for a new read but also inflamed her desires.
Blue Hawk Soaring and Shannon O'Brien embraced each other as their lips pressed tightly together. Light moans echoed as exploring hands roamed cloth to find flesh and unlock the passage to passionate pleasures. Shannon's fingers trailed down Blue Hawk's rippled stomach while her lips feasted on his urges.
Shannon gasped as His hands moved from her waist to her breasts and pulled wildly at her clothing, tearing her blouse open fully as his mouth dove downward to suckle her exposed hard nipple. Shannon's hand fell to the back of his head and encouraged his ravaging with light pressing of her body towards his eager lips and tongue.
She leaned against a boulder and reveled in the feelings of a man's warm mouth eating her flesh. His strength revealed in ever meshing grasp of her breasts and thighs. She opened her legs slightly allowing Blue Hawk to feast in his frenzied passion.
"Oh My," Anna Belle squirmed in her seat, the front porch swing. She raised a foot and laid it on the bench while her hand run up the inside of her leg. "Blue Hawk can feast on me, anytime." Anna Belle's fingers pulled outward on the rim of her cutoffs, allowing room for her roaming fingers. Pulling the Romance Novel closer to her face as she began reading again with slowly twirling fingers.