A Night

It was cold. There was an unsettling, lonely chill to the air. The orange wash across the lake did not warm her heart the way it used to. Something was missing that she could not place.

A brisk breeze from the east washed through her hair and gave the calm lake a gentle swirl. The reflecting sunset broke into calm waves like the sunrise against a distant desert heat. A wave of her hair brushed down across her cheek, given little extra warmth to her cool skin. A warm stream broke the chill to the air and parted the hair away from her cheek. Her skin rose from the new sensation and gave her cause to smile. A produced breath traced back along her flesh and ran along the back of her neck. She craned her head forward to give her gentle suitor access to her delicate spine. The warm breath trailed down her neckline, sending a comforting chill down her back. She closed her eyes and sank into the moment.

A pair of fingers brushed lightly across her barren cheek. She leaned into the warm touch expecting a loving hand to cup her. She found air for her effort and was instead joyfully surprised by the same two fingers retracing the course of the warm breath. Gently, barely making contact with her skin, the fingers ran down to the edge of her soft blouse. Her eyes sprung open in shock as she felt the parting of her blouse. A second set of fingers had found their way in front and had undone the loose fitting buttons. In her mind she fought the insistence. Her body refused. The first pair of fingers continued down her back, taking away her inhibitions as the blouse fell from her shoulders. She found herself swaying her hips from side to side as the unrelenting fingers hooked inside her flowing skirt and slid them from her legs.

The setting sun had fled the landscape, leaving only a hazy glow. The comforting light of an impartial moon gradually took its place, embracing her in ecstasy. Could this be happening? Could she be so lucky this night, which seemed so empty but now had meaning? No, she mustn't think such things. This was real. The cool air tickling her exposed skin was proof enough.

She closed her eyes and entrusted him with the night. A warm hand encased hers and led her towards the lake. She could hear him part the edges of the water and anticipation overcame her. She wanted to stop, knowing that the autumn cool would be much stronger in the water. But again her body would not indulge the needs of her mind.

She continued on, first feeling a sharp chill up from her right toe, then the cool water caressing her legs. She had followed waist deep before she had to stop. The warm hand loosened. A second hand cupped over the top of the first. A wave brushed against her side, washing under her breast. She opened her mouth to object to his obvious approach. Her unrealized objection was met with the fiery connection of his hot lips. Warmth she had not felt saturated her skin and filled her body and suddenly the cold did not seem to matter anymore.

His lips fit hers perfectly. The undying kiss was soft, but forceful. Demanding, yet forgiving. For every ounce she accepted from him he received just as much. Her body felt afire with life and passion. His strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close to him. She found solace there as he cradled her entire body against his exposed flesh. She trusted him entirely and let go all thought and strength.

He could have done anything to her. He broke the kiss and ran the tip of his lips down her right cheek. She leaned to the left, allowing him to continue his pursuit to her neck. He stopped several times, sealing his lips to her skin and gently running the tip of his tongue in a circle across her flesh. Her neck was his true goal, one that he reached with passion. He entrapped the curve with his strong lips and devoured her as if to drain her soul.

She could not let him have all the glory, though her body was more than willing. She slid her hands around his side and up the center of his back. She held on tight below his neck, while she allowed the other to explore his form. She traced down the middle of his back, breaking only at the touch of his soft behind. She ran down this soft curve with the back of her fingers, letting out a soft moan in the process.

He found a cue in her actions. His hands slid down her sides, running along the edges of her breasts. She swayed in the moonlight at the passing but he did not stop. He pressed slightly as his hands ran along her hips, pulling her tight against his body. She could feel his excitement of the moment.

He worked his hands across her behind and gripped tightly. His lips broke their hold of her neck. He followed the front of her neck, flicking the tip of his tongue across her skin as he went. Like the soft waves washing up her side, his wonderful tool of passion washed down her chest.

He kissed down the middle of her breast before circling around the base of the right. She held tight to his behind in anticipation of his actions. She was not disappointed. He rounded her soft breast, kissing every inch. He stopped at the top then ran his tongue down to her nipple. He gently circled her excited state, barely touching her. She bit down on her lower lip and increased her grip of him. His lips came closer to the tip of her nipple and gently brushed the end, all the while he worked his hands as if he were kneading dough.

She did not know if she could take much more of this. The passion in her heart overpowered her judgment. She let go of him and ran her hand between the two of them. She tried her best to work her hand towards her goal, but he would not allow it. He simply held her even tighter to him. He enveloped her breast with his lips and continued to circle her nipple with his tongue.

Take me, she thought to herself. Take me now. He broke his impassioned kiss of her breast and let a gap form between their two bodies. Without saying a word he sank into the water to his neck. His arms dropped to her legs and wrapped around them. She could feel her feet leave the smooth lake floor. She rose from the water to her thighs. An objection formed on her lips, but it found no voice. She felt his soft cheeks brush against her thighs. With no control of her own her legs slid apart against his shoulders. The many curves of his face met her pelvis. His tongue, which had improved with every use found its target and worked as if it were a miner searching for the riches of the earth.

She gasped and again bit her lip. A paralyzing bolt of ecstasy froze her body. She dropped her hands to his head. Her fingers traced through his hair, mimicking his unrelenting exploration of her. He found every fold within her and explored them diligently, sending wave after wave of passion throughout her.

Eyes wide, she stared into the heavens. She was unable to speak. A shutter formed deep within her and she gripped his hair. It was all she could do to keep from pulling out his soft follicles. A scream filled her throat, but the onslaught of ultimate enjoyment silenced her. Her legs tightened around his neck. He felt her approach and pressed further within her. It was the final push and she exploded in total enjoyment.

She could hardly breathe, but he was not finished with her. He lowered her to the lake bottom and rose up beneath her. His moistened tool of pleasure slid up between her thighs and penetrated her quivering valley. She swallowed her breath and held it as the shuttering sensation returned with a vengeance. She had not recovered from her first experience when the very impact of him sent her over the edge again. This time her passion found voice and she moaned into his ear.

He gripped her legs and wrapped them around his waist, allowing him full range of motion within her. He gripped her behind and kneaded her cheeks in time with his thrusts. A rush of cool water ran between her cheeks and against her most sensitive flesh holding her in a constant state of pleasure. His fingers dug into her skin, compacting her insides around his manhood. She could feel every inch of him sliding with her. Again she could feel the edge of ultimate ecstasy and her muscles tightened around him. Her fingers dug into his back. She locked her lips on his neck and bit into him passionately. It was the key to unlock both their doors of fulfillment. He moaned and wanted to back away. She ground into him, not allowing him to escape. She wanted to feel every explosion of his enjoyment and she did. He erupted within her, filling her with a loving warmth that gave her a final shock of pure delight. He thrust into her several more times, completing his fulfillment, then the two sank into the water in each other's embrace.