Somehow, we slipped through a veil of time unraveling the vine of space between us. There I found myself lounging on the crags next to the vodka clear lake watching his pectoral muscles stretch with every stroke he sliced through the crystal water. Edging closer, my lips were silent allowing my gaze to be my secret agent. My body slackened and my eyes widened as his naked form glided through the cool waters.
A thunderous hammer cracked the sky wide open. The Gods smiled upon my parched body by sending the pelting flow to smother my fire. My whole being seized up not sure whether to make a break at the risk of blowing my cover. Another rolling thunder clap sent me into a panicked streak across the boulders and scurrying into the forest.
In the distance, his voice trailed. "Hey you, come back. Don't run!"
My feet barely touched the sodden earth. My hands tore through the cobwebs and pushed through the vines. The clearing in the distance signaled my senses and I drew a deep breath. The golden fields were taking a beating from the hail storm and now so was I. My thin white cotton dress was soaked through. My hair, a shiny ebony, spiraled down my neck like fronds of seaweed. My sandals became wedged in the red clay.
Blindly, I pushed forward mumbling under my breath. A loud snort and then hoofs came crashing down before me. His hand thrust forward and his calm voice, "Take my hand. We must find shelter. Trust me, come on."
He felt my nipples like razors against his bare back. I poured myself in the saddle of his long-legged onyx beast. His hands gripped the reins of the stallion with skill. My arms slipped around his waist. I felt a sudden peace fall over my soaked essence.
He reached a cabin and dismounted. He helped me from the saddle and tugged my hand as he ran. Inside, he toed out of his boots and fumbled in his knapsack. He pulled out a crumpled white silk shirt wrapping my shoulder and arms. He smelled the rain's musk as it clung to my skin.
I shivered with cold as his eyes fell to the curve of my heaving breasts. He longed to have my tawny nipple between his lips growing even larger as he rolled it about his tongue. He looked into my eyes, to find my gaze wild with a refined sparkle.
His throat now baked and athirst like a man with a ravenous hunger. He thought to himself: "Her lips so full of crimson softness beckons to me."
I stood to let his shirt fall over my rounded shoulders and slid my dress down. All of his body heat now gathered in his swollen globes at the sight of my lush hills and bare mound. My voice like honey, "Dark Stranger, I want you deep inside me."
His lips closed on mine. I pulled away, "Not yet. No kissing the lips! Just tongues exploring bodies."
His large hands splayed across my satiny back drawing me into him. My ripe peaks pressed his chest sending tremors through his manhood. He rolled unto the bear skin rug pulling me on top him. I shifted my hips brushing his shaft with slight movements. My pussy cradled his cock. His fleshy tower of obelisk dug into my gentle folds.
I balanced on my knees allowing a slight area between us. He slid his palm across my hip to my nether region. His hand delved between my thighs. A smile crept over his face when his deft fingers rolled in the warm cream coating my swollen lips. He gathered the sticky nectar and dropped his fingers against my clit like a pat of butter.
