05-02-2009, 05:04 AM
-I should not write this stuff at 5 am..-
DaVinci didn't want to wake from the spell he was under and yet he knew in the morning he wouldn't want to remember this night either. The sight of the beautiful woman was enough to take his breath away and yet he still was a gentleman though thoroughly wasted. Her tiny hands intertwined in his mane as he slowly worked his lips over her throat and lingering along the edge of her collarbone. She pulled him up sightly, her tongue passing over his maw a moment as he smiled.
It was pure and simply the lust and passions but they'd made a choice that night and he slowly slipped beyond the point of no return. He straddled her smaller form between his legs as his hands traced patterns along the outline of her body. His lips moved on down her collarbone and dance along her navel. Slowly he let his tongue trace along her hipbones and along her belly. The trail wound upward until his lips graced the soft sensitive skin at the back of her ears along her jawline.
He inhaled her intoxicating scent as one hand linger along her hip, slowly tracing down her thigh and back again. He could feel the heat building between them as he leaned back to study the woman who seemed so continue in this moment, so strange for one he could have sworn spoke of loving ladies alone. The fleeting thought disappeared quickly from his mind as he slowly traced along her breast, watching as her nipple grew taunt under the soft touch of a finger. His lips and tongue traced the same trail as his eyes lifted to watch the woman beneath his caress.
While it had been forever and a day since he'd been with another woman he had learned by the lady's hands just what brought pleasure and what brought pain. Watching the growing delight and pleasure of the nameless beauty below him had begun to cause a stir as his member slowly began to rise to life between their forms.
DaVinci didn't want to wake from the spell he was under and yet he knew in the morning he wouldn't want to remember this night either. The sight of the beautiful woman was enough to take his breath away and yet he still was a gentleman though thoroughly wasted. Her tiny hands intertwined in his mane as he slowly worked his lips over her throat and lingering along the edge of her collarbone. She pulled him up sightly, her tongue passing over his maw a moment as he smiled.
It was pure and simply the lust and passions but they'd made a choice that night and he slowly slipped beyond the point of no return. He straddled her smaller form between his legs as his hands traced patterns along the outline of her body. His lips moved on down her collarbone and dance along her navel. Slowly he let his tongue trace along her hipbones and along her belly. The trail wound upward until his lips graced the soft sensitive skin at the back of her ears along her jawline.
He inhaled her intoxicating scent as one hand linger along her hip, slowly tracing down her thigh and back again. He could feel the heat building between them as he leaned back to study the woman who seemed so continue in this moment, so strange for one he could have sworn spoke of loving ladies alone. The fleeting thought disappeared quickly from his mind as he slowly traced along her breast, watching as her nipple grew taunt under the soft touch of a finger. His lips and tongue traced the same trail as his eyes lifted to watch the woman beneath his caress.
While it had been forever and a day since he'd been with another woman he had learned by the lady's hands just what brought pleasure and what brought pain. Watching the growing delight and pleasure of the nameless beauty below him had begun to cause a stir as his member slowly began to rise to life between their forms.