Sleep enfolded them in a world of sensuous wonder. There was an aching pleasure enveloping them. they cuddled close, warmth and the moist witness of their loving became a balm of sensuality. Their bodies still spasmed…. aching was eased, but hunger crouched in their loins with a molten heat. They began to breathe as one. It was the sigh of a gentle summer wind. The whisper of the sea and the cry of the sea gulls swept them into a mystical world of fantasy.
She awoke after a time, still snuggled in his embrace; She moved not, lest she ripple the mirage of her imaginings. He was a lion in the shade of his tree, satiated with the hunt and feast of the day. His heart beat an ancient rhythm, and she wondered at this. How strong he was, and oh, the vulnerability to be with him.
She lingered at the memory of their lovemaking. He had touched a place inside of her. A trigger of emotion and sensuality, mixed with some strange thing. She became almost an animal with him. Like his lioness in the jungle, and she felt bruised at their loving, yet alive…hungry still. The ache within her was but the echo of a deeper hunger unfulfilled.
Her flesh was alive with heat, and her soul on fire. She had noticed when she first saw him that he walked like a cat. Light and smooth. She smiled at that as she gently stroked his stomach. Then she remembered when he looked into her eyes. His gaze sought the deeper place. He had seen it, but she moved away from that look. Not flirtatious, but searching. His touch was a symphony of passion and intensity of emotion. She was not a novice at the passions of the flesh, but he had awakened something so deep inside of her that her soul and body were at once in conflict and at peace. She became wet just smelling him there.
She reached down and began to stroke him and give life to the vine. He groaned softly, and yet he was still in the afterglow of satiation and slumber. She tasted her fingers and was at once aroused at the man scent and the silky wine that began to flow from the vine. She eased lower and took him in her mouth. He was very large, yet not fully aroused as yet. She took him deeper and deeper until she had engulfed him completely. It was then that he growled. A deep rumble that vibrated thru his body…. She trembled….stroking him harder. Hot steel in her hands.
She eased atop him and covered him with herself. She had engulfed the pinnacle and he was hot and hard within her. He gripped her tightly and drove himself deep within her so that she cried out. He held so close to his chest that she was trapped in his embrace. He moved with his own rhythm and she rode the wave of his passion at his will. Then he eased back and came awake and growled again.
