Hold Me Tight

June 25, 2012

hold me tight..make me yours to kiss and keep..forever..

Simone: Second Chances
by Lenise Lee

 

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‘…She traced the outline of the sculpted muscles on his broad chest and then gradually moved down the torso of his body to a firm and trim waistline.  In her mind, she silently caressed each of those areas, a fantasy of embedding her nails in his hot and sweaty skin played in her mind.  

Gone were his signature long blonde locks that Aneisa remembered hanging unevenly around his shoulders.  With a new attitude came a new hairstyle, edgier, sharper, and bolder than before.  Blonde strands, carelessly tossed in a mix of short spikes and curls on the crown of his head, tapered down to close cut long sideburns.  Gone, also, was the warm and friendly smile that she remembered him cheerfully greeting her with on their last meeting.  The chiseled angle of his jaw was clenched tight, his perfect mouth silent and unmoving.  There was no hint of timid friendliness on his face; instead, his features were calm and confident, silent and commanding…

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…Pax used the flat the part of his palm to cover her bare stomach and gently coax Shayna back against the bed.  She willingly submitted to his directions and her long curly hair splayed out on the beige comforter of the bed.  Her bended knees remained fixed to him as he stalked up the edge of the bed to climbed up and cover her body.  His pelvis pushed against the place where her tender p**** filled with silken juices beneath her jeans.  Her hands intertwined between Pax’s dark russet colored and silky hair while he lay wet kisses over the crest of Shayna’s large bosom.  After Pax planted a deep suckling kiss at the top of each of Shayna’s full breasts, he followed up by lapping at the heated skin between her two rounded mounds.  When he stopped his worship of her breasts, Pax replaced his mouth over hers for another fevered kiss.  Tongue over tongue, lips clinging together, both forgetting to breathe, each desperately trying to inhale a piece of their newfound lover’s spirit.

Pax pulled back and then placed his brow over Shayna’s.  His hips gyrated and ground against the prize that was causing him to become engorged to the point of near bursting.  He spoke into her mind.  For these feelings – the urgent need – he wanted to express to her words alone would not do, they would be useless.  He wanted her to experience his passion for her.  Every inch of his body and his pulse was consumed by an intense longing for he and Shayna to forge themselves together as one.

Shayna…why do I crave you sooo much?…I swear to you that I only want to be buried inside of you.

He sensed her uncertainty, her hesitance to believe the truth in his words.  She had a valid reason to shun his deep-seeded affection for her.  After all, he was her abductor, the man who had been sent to hunt her and to deliver her over to the clutches of a malevolent cult.  But that whole pursuit was null and void now.  With her here, so close, so in sync with him, reinvigorating every piece of him that Pax assumed had died away long ago, fulfilling every empty chasm in his heart and mind, he knew there was no way he could allow the Order to take her from him or to mercilessly use her at their discretion.  To hell with them.  He had made his choice, and his choice was to be with Shayna and to give her the chance to escape a fate that he now wished he too could be pardoned from. right now…I don’t care about anything else, nothing else matters to me anymore…I want to feel you clinging to me…hearing you calling out my name…Loving me.

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