Opulent by David Manoa Page B

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    Deep inside I was falling for her. In fact, I had fallen. I cupped one side of her face and brushed aside a tendril of her hair behind her ear. I ran my index finger over the surface of her right brow, down past her cheek to where I held her chin, raising it slightly. I whispered, “This changes everything you know…This is happening too fast.”
    Felicity said, “I want this. To break an addiction, you have to have another…”
    The way Felicity said it aroused me. The twitches below my belt sparked a fire in my heart and my cock. I placed her, back first, on the white woolen rug. Her face was glistening from the mineral makeup on her cheeks. Her eyes had the hunger for me to be inside her. The sound of a crackling fire made her eyes flinch even while she focused on me.
    I whispered, “Someone that makes me happy… I get it…” I cradled her neck, my fingers loosened her ponytail, then threaded through her hair. It felt like silk. Her arms stretched out and her hands clenched the fibers when I nuzzled her neck with my lips and tongue. The fire made the trail I made shine, sparkle. I loosened her ponytail and her hair fell down like drapes. She moaned when I started to part her legs. I ran my hands down her inner thigh, it felt smooth, the muscle tone magnificent. Her calves tensed when I squeezed both inner thighs, widening them more.
    She shuddered, then swallowed, letting out a gasp of air when I got close to her clit, my fingers swept past to pat the area below the belly button. Hesitation hit, but I was bubbling with desire to be inside her. Felicity took my hand, moving it down to her clit. The juices of arousal flowed whilst I continued to kiss her. She moaned when my thumb touched the nub. Her body responded with convulsions as I took control of it.
    My cock was throbbing, hard and ready. My body on top of hers, my torso tensing as I started to penetrate her. Then I entered inside her, God she was tight. I whispered “You…”
    The rhythm was slow, long, deep strokes. Felicity gasped when I would be in and her pelvic muscles contracted when I would withdraw. There was something special about that exchange that made me groan from the tightness, the pleasure. I nearly came first from it, the sensation deep in my spine. It made me increase the frequency. My elbows and forearms were planked, my hips and lower back coiled like a cobra, my cock wanted to feel it more and more.
    The heat from the fire, and the love that we were making, made beads of sweat trickle down our bodies. Felicity's hands trailed my torso, her fingers navigating the crevices of my abdominals and chest. It felt like time was standing still, I start to thrust harder and harder as Felicity clenched the rug again. She gasped again, then moaned when I changed my body position. I grinded her harder, lifting my right arm with my hand on the right side of my lower oblique. The move had felicity screaming out as she cried, “I'm going to come… I'm going to come. Come…”
    I moved my hand to hers, taking the tension from the rug she clutched. My hand intertwined with hers. Her grip was hard and her squeeze felt like it could crush my hand. I felt the tingle come from the base of me, I wanted her to arrive before I exploded inside her. I quickened the penetration again and again when suddenly her whole body shuddered then convulsed, her muscles inside relaxed and I came inside her after she reached her climax.
    Both our breathing was tense, I cuddled her as our breath calmed down. The scent of pine from the Christmas tree had a cooling effect. I trailed my fingers over her forehead, over the small beads of perspiration that made her glisten and glow. She shone like the angel on the tree.
    I’d fallen in love.
     
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    I woke up the next morning with Felicity still cuddled up against me, our naked bodies wrapped in a sheet. The fireplace was smoldering with ash and smoke. I watched as the last ember went out.
    Suddenly there was a loud