Another Chapter Preview.....
Ok - here is another preview of my novel that I am working on! I hope that you like it. Fair warning - this is something of an adult chapter.....feel free to let me know what you think...
I feel as if I am in a dream...
She sits before me, staring intently into the soft glow of her monitor; her work absorbing her; does she realize that I am here? Her long amber hair pulled back into a pony tail revealing the soft contours of her neck, the pulsing jugular beating in tune to my heart. The soft curve of her cheek, the skin smooth, flushed with life, perfection. Her neck curves to meet her shoulders and although covered, I can see the soft line as it descends down her arm to her lithe fingers, alabaster and smooth. They glide lightly across the dark keyboard, complex algorithms play out before her eyes; she is lost within the numbers, the logic of her mind captured. The blue glow of the plasma dances across her face, shards of light reflect from the pools of blue that are her eyes, her face shrouded in an electric mist.
I reach out, my fingers a whisper away from the fine skin of her cheek; she does not notice me or even acknowledge my presence. I marvel at the sheer beauty of her.
Her skin, smooth, silky, inviting. My throat is dry, parched, longing for the quenching fill of her essence.
I long to caress the curve of her cheek, to trace the length, to brush my lips to her flesh, absorbing the warmth, the radiance that she is. This wraith that has haunted me so many millennium, this love that I have felt and longed for; tortured by desire; it wells within me and I feel as if I will burst.
She shifts in her seat, her pony gently falling from her shoulder and across her neck. Faint ripples of goose flesh rise on her skin and I take each in with hunger and desire. I see myself leaning forward, as if in a dream, the silence deafening, my heart beating within my ears, each pulse an explosion. I lean forward; I place a hand on this gentle and beautiful shoulder as I have been longing to do.
Her fingers halt on the keyboard, hovering over the keys as is frozen in time, a slight tremor to the fingers, her pulse quickens.
Her head lilts back, her eyes closed as her lips part ever so slightly. Lips full, perfectly shaped, dazzling white teeth peeking between the shades of vibrant red, cheeks flush with the rush of blood, the pinkish red hue rising as my fingers trace up her neck, my palm cupping her chin. Gently I pull her back as I bend forward, over her, to gently kiss the curve of her neck. As my lips caress the tender and sweet flesh, explosion of heat burst from within the pit of my stomach, I explore upwards, tracing the line of flesh with each slow, purposeful kiss. I feel her pulse quicken as she hitches a breath, her fingers still suspended above the dark keys, the glow of the monitor bathing us in electric blue light.
My lips continue to lightly trace the curve of her neck, passing with whisper thin breaths, slow kisses that drink in her taste, her smell, like soft honeysuckle, gentle in the breeze, a thousand meadows throughout endless plains. I am lost in the smell that is her. Her cheek presses to mine as I continue to dwell on the tender flesh, it is electric, it fills me with a desire I have never felt before.
She turns her head slightly and allows her own lips to press against my cheek; the touch his gentle, passionate; filled with warmth. I feel her lips part and a warm rush of her breath passes over my skin. The small hairs along the nape of my neck rise in anticipation and desire. I press closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulder while bringing her face closer to mine, our eyes finally meet and I am lost.
I am spinning, falling, losing myself within the depths of her eyes, the blue so eternal that I feel as if I am floating within the ocean. Her pupils are wide, dark and inviting, she locks her gaze into mine and they become wider with desire. Her hands are no longer suspended above the keys, they now encircle my midsection as she begins to turn and pull me close. Our lips meet – a breath apart from touching, I feel the warmth of her breath and the moistness of her lips. She draws closer as I cup the back of her head, my palms just below the nape of her neck. Our lips meet and my body shakes, electric waves flowing outward, the kiss is warm, moist, inviting. Her lips part as she presses further in, I feel the warm rush of her sweet breath as her tongue meets mine. The touch is gentle, not quite playful, but not passionate. Our kiss deepens; we explore each other through the kiss, the burn building, welling, ready to explode forward but kept in check to savor the moment.
We are now standing; bodies pressed together, arms wrapped around each other, the kiss deepening, my desire building as we hold tightly to each other. I can feel the passion building within me, manifesting itself physically as I begin to grow hard. Pressed against her, I can feel the warmth within her grow as well, calling to me.
She presses away from me, her hands against my chest, her lips parted, her eyes narrow as she smiles shyly. She wraps her fingers around the lapels of my shirt and pulls me forward to her lips, this kiss is hard, filled with desire and passion, her tongue dancing madly with mine, her breaths fast and full. She presses her pelvis to mine while tearing the lapels to the right and left, the buttons flying across the room. The heat boiling within me as I tear the top from her body. I am stunned by her alabaster beauty, the perfect rise of her breast as they meet her collar line, the soft gentle curve of her waist as it disappears in the deep blue of her jeans. She is a goddess, carved from fine marble, a gift from the gods to help fill my tortured life.
She reaches up to grab the back of my head, pulling me forward as I begin to kiss the swell of her breasts, working my way slowly to the soft pink nipple. Her back arches forward as her breath hisses out, the nipple growing hard within my mouth. Her fingers, buried within my hair, pull me forward, forceful yet gentle. My hands have caressed their way to her back and I pull her forward as well. The skin is smooth, warm as if I were caressing fine velvet. The muscles pulse and ripple beneath my fingers as her passion grows; she is pressing down now, mapping out a course for my lips to follow as I trace the line down to her navel. The fine scent of her skin filling my nostrils, the sweet taste, unlike anything I have experienced in my very long time on this planet, exploding within my mouth. I drink her in, tracing the contours of her body with my tongue. She presses further as I trace the line that separates her flesh from her clothing.
I reach up, working the button fly jeans loose, separating the sides revealing the warmth within. I pull the pants down slowly, my tongue tracing each inch of newly exposed flesh, each new taste as wonderful as the last. Her statuesque legs lift from the jeans and she is now there before me.
A goddess.
My goddess.
The one that I have waited far too many lifetimes for. The one that has haunted me in my dreams. The one I have sought for so very long.
She is here before me now, this beautiful wraith, her amber hair flowing, her lips warm, her skin of alabaster inviting. I am lost in her…..
She reaches down, a gentle hand placed under my chin and she begins to draw me up. Her eyes locked into mine she places a soft kiss upon my lips as she reaches down and begins to undo my pants. She presses the cloth downward and draws me close. Her hand firmly grasping my erection, I feel as if I will burst through the skin.
She leans back, eyes locked on mine and directs my erection to her waiting warmth. We never look away.
I slide in…sinking, slowly….deliberate…..our eyes are locked…time seems to freeze as the heat rises from within…..
I press forward, sinking deeper, I am falling into the depths of her eyes….
The heat rises more, her warm walls pulse around my erection, the moisture building…
Her cheeks flush…lips plump and full from the rush of blood…our eyes are still locked as I sink deep still….our bodies rocking in fine rhythm, the beat of our hearts like a metronome, in sync….
Her breath rises as the climax from within builds, her walls closing tightly around me, pulsing….she breathes in sharply and lets out a long, warm breath….
The heat within me builds, a tingling starting from beneath me and traveling forward as a rush of warmth bursts…..
Her fist suddenly thrashes forward, crashing across my jaw with numbing force. A tooth shatters within my mouth. The pain brings me back to reality…my cousin stands above me, my arms pinned behind, secured by cold metal. The room around me spins once more. I can hear my cousin laughing. I think I have been here now for three days or more…..
I drift back into unconsciousness…hoping I will find her again….