He reached up for her, his hands just below her breasts as she slid off the saddle towards him, his lips finding the hollow of her neck as he moved up towards her mouth. As her body fell against his, he wondered if she could feel his hard shaft through the thinness of her skirt. Before his lips found hers, he spoke. "Riverwind, my Enchantress..." Again his mouth covered hers for the second time that day and again Bella felt like the world stopped its movement. Their kiss deepened, she tasted the ale on his breath and wondered if that is where his boldness was begot. But she did not care really, she liked it, she liked the kiss, and she wanted more.
He moved back a few steps from the horses, pulling her with him towards the tall grasses. "I have great need of your enchantments M'lady Bella," he whispered softly into her ear. Pulling back from him, she grinned, "So you do know who I am."
"Of course I do Mistress Bella, I knew the moment you stepped into the Shoppe." He laughed huskily and nipped at her neck, evoking a soft moan from her. Again he nipped her tender flesh and her hands circled his waist, he knew then he had found one of her sweet spots.
The soft tall grasses bent as they eased to the ground, his hand pressed upon her back and guiding her down to the ground. Roving hands followed the feelings that were stirred by their sumptuous kisses, slowly he unbuttoned her blouse to find her lithe body encased in a black bodice. Her well-rounded breasts pressed together and the sight of her two mounds of sweet flesh begged to be kissed and sucked as his skilled hands loosened the ties. Once freed from their encasement he sat up to admire her pink nipples that blossomed into deep rose color as her arousal stirred. As his mouth covered one, his fingers reached for the other and rolled it between his fingers, pulling and pinching. Her back arched as she moaned. He felt her hand touch every inch of his skin as she moved it down his arm and then to his waist. Pulling roughly at his shirt to snake her hand under it to touch his flesh. Her hand seemed to ignite his passions more, his teeth biting down on her perfect breast. She gasped and drug her nails across his back. Seemingly at that moment nothing mattered to either one of them except for the carnal desires that had wrapped around each of their minds. No longer did either of them feel tethered to the mundane thoughts of decorum. Their hands sought to remove the remaining clothing that hindered their desires.
In their haste to strip, they found each other knee-to-knee, he held her body close to his and kissed her hard, his cock bent and pressing against her womanhood. He could tell just how ready she was for him, her juices dripping over his cock. Picking her up slightly by her ass and thrusting his cock into her. She cried out and moved her hips away from him, not expecting his deep penetration so suddenly. He grabbed her ass tighter and pulled her back to him, this time with less force. He followed the entry into her with a kiss to her neck, her body primed for pleasure. Minutes of passion turned into long moments of ecstasy as their bodies moved with each other. He pushed her back into an arch, how exotic she looked from his vantage point. Her long hair mixing with the grasses, the curves of her body nearly perfection in this pose. One hand pressed behind her back to hold herself up as the other one pressed down and teased her clit.
Watching her fingers and his cock sliding in and out of her tightness sent him to the edge of madness, he fucked her harder. Feeling a powerful shudder, flow thru her body he knew that she had reached that same moment as he had. Pulling back and driving his throbbing cock harder into her, burying into her, they both reached climax simultaneously. He had closed his eyes tightly and didn't breathe until his entire wad had been released into her. Her panting cries of pleasure rang in his ears, bringing him back down to earth. Gasping in a deep breath, he felt light headed and nearly let go of her. Finally when he opened his eyes she was pulling herself back up to him. Her breath hot and heavy on his shoulder. They held each other until their breathing returned to normal. Lifting her chin and kissing her slowly, her lips responding with gentle pressure.
Standing up and reaching for her scattered clothing, she redressed. He sat back not ready to move. She was beautiful and by the gods she had been a good fuck. "You were too Riverwind," she bent down and kissed him. He looked up her shocked that she had read his thoughts. Running a finger over his lips she smiled and stepped past him. "You will find me on the Isle of Malas, I hope you seek me out again." She spoke as she swung her leg over her horse and urged the mare into a canter.
