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On the tips of our tongues
Our thoughts are spoken
Bounding our secret
A promise broken
For we taste our lust
It is unique and rare

William removed his coat, tossing it onto the armchair. He walked over to Elizabeth, standing beside the bed. Her back was turned to him and he wondered if she was having second thoughts. He had stood behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders then trailing them down her arms to grip her hands. There was a knock at the door and she tensed against him. He kissed her cheek to sooth her, telling her it was okay.


William opened the door. The owner had brought the bottle of wine he requested after he registered. They shared a smile and exchanged a few words concerning the oncoming rain. After the owner left, William stepped outside and sniffed the air; rain was indeed coming he thought. He closed the door then knelt by the fireplace to start a fire. Quickly the room filled with warmth while he placed the bottle of wine and glasses on the mantel. He approached Elizabeth but didn't touch her. He told her if she wanted to leave and pretend this never happened he would understand but he admitted feelings, telling her he never wanted anything as much as he wanted her right now. She assured him she wanted to be with him too but she didn't know where to start.


William wrapped his arms around her waist, undoing the belt to her wool coat while Elizabeth kept her arms at her sides. He grabbed the lapels, pulling it away from her body then threw the coat on top of his. He wanted to take her fast but thought it was best to go slow. He'd already gotten to know her mentally that was the easy part. Getting to know her physically was certainly going to take some time and he had all the time in the world.


Elizabeth still couldn't bring herself to turn to him, expecting to feel cold as she ran her hands up and down her arms but the room and its surroundings only warmed and welcomed her. She embraced herself, giving her arms a squeeze while William pressed his body to her backside, causing her to sway and gasp as a small burst of juice dampen her panties.


William buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply and wondering how was it possible for it to smell better than first time. The pads of his fingertips brushed across her neck as he pulled back the thick curtain of blond hair. He planted kiss after kiss with a sweep of tongue along the soft flesh, smiling as she allowed herself to fall back against him. She angled her neck to the side and he obliged with more of his tender kisses while his other arm found its way to the front of her, giving his hand the honor of caressing her chest just slightly above her breasts. Gradually it ascended to her throat. She shuddered, wetting her lips with her tongue. His hand touched her chin then moved to her mouth so his fingers could touch the tender flesh of her lips. As he lowered the bottom one, her salvia wet his fingertips before he sought out the other and lingered between them both with the lightest of touches.


Elizabeth had taken the bait, sucking them and using both of her hands to usher more of his fingers into her warm and inviting mouth. A long gasp retreated from his lips. William was enjoying the flirtatious touch and the roughness of her tongue until he pulled away, turning her to face him. He wanted to see her desire for him in her wide green eyes. When he saw it, he smiled and she smiled back with them both knowing what they were about to do, felt right although it was wrong on so many other levels. However, their desires had overtaken their wills with a raw and demanding need to indulge in the five senses for as long as humanly possible.


One of William's hands cupped Elizabeth's face while the other stroked her hair. He pulled her to him and they kissed and kissed. Their mouths opened and closed then parted for only seconds to catch quick mingling breaths before continuing to taste the hunger from each other's lips. Elizabeth had to force herself to tear her mouth away from his, taking a step back to remove her sensible pumps and unfasten her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there watching him, wearing only a silk cerulean colored chemise with matching panties and thigh high stockings.


William removed his shoes, socks and unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, pulling it from the waistband of his pants. He unbuttoned it slowly parting the opening and hearing her libidinous reaction and taking it as a sign she liked what she saw.


Elizabeth's mouth and eyes smiled at the flexing muscle of his pale chest but when the shirt parted even more, dipping to his back, another intensely sexual sigh evaded her lips. She was impressed with his wide shoulders and even more impressed once he removed his pants to reveal he was steadily on the rise.


He kneeled before her, placing his hands on her hips then running them down her legs to play with the hem of her chemise. Elizabeth lowered her head to him as he found his way under the silky material to remove her panties and helped her step out of them. She felt him touch her inner thighs and run his fingers along the inside of the fancy lace edging of her thigh highs before rolling them down and tossing them to the side.


With both hands on either side grasping the hem of the chemise, William raised it to lick her pussy, raised it a little more to lick her stomach and then some more to lick each hard nipple before pulling it over her head. He had to take a step back to see, finding himself lost in a moment of complete absorption. His breath sighed out from the sight of her body still showing signs of a fading tan. She was curved in all the right places and he was now fully erect.


When his mouth tasted her body, a flame raged within her, quickening her pulse. Elizabeth was wet, glistening wet and her face was flushed with pleasure all while under the gaze of his naked blue eyes. She was picking up on his heat and reflecting it back to him from neck to chest to belly.


William secured her hand in his, helping her onto the soft bed before bringing it to his lips then turning it over to kiss the inside of her wrist. She mirrored his actions until their tenderness turned to passion causing them to embrace and descend onto the waiting linens. They laid on their sides, kissing and caressing each other's bodies until Williams's long pale fingers reached between her legs to part and stroke her. Her thighs trembled, forcing her onto her back and he followed, getting to his knees and leaning over her. She was so swollen and ripe to the point that wanting him was her only thought.


William kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to match the rhythm of his fingers as they glided in and out the warmth of her quim. He told her to look at him so she could see how much he wanted to please her and to let her know he understood the look she had in her eyes. The look expressing she wanted to come.


Elizabeth opened her eyes to meet his, which seemed to make the exquisite sensation she was feeling of near orgasm more intense. Then his lips followed where his fingers led and her stomach clenched as if it knew she would be coming soon. He used his tongue like a tiny cock, stabbing into her wet open sex and forcing her to abandon words to express her pleasure. Instead Elizabeth bit the back of her hand while she rode his mouth and with a deep shattering breath she came and not with words but with inarticulate noises.


William couldn't help but feel a sense of wicked satisfaction as she swayed and jerked to the rhythm of his tongue before coming all over it. He told her he wanted to feel her beneath him; to feel her legs wrapped around his waist. His cock was pulsing and throbbing like a second heart beat so he stroked it just a little to take the edge off before rising and easing into her. They started with a slow grind until they both found the
groove while the springs of the antique bed started to protest. He moaned feeling her hot quim take and tighten around him conspiring with her influential hips to make him come but William showed unbelievable restraint.


The aftershocks of her climax hadn't quite faded when he entered her, filling her completely. He was much bigger than her husband and much longer, reaching everywhere to uncover her hidden places of desire that his mouth missed. Elizabeth cried out, raising her hips higher and higher to meet every thrust of his cock. She kissed him, twisting and turning her tongue with his until a sharp stab of pleasure forced her mouth to let go as she trembled, holding him close to her.


Elizabeth looked over his shoulder and saw nothing but waves of muscle moving over his back and ass as he pumped into her. It was a sight so erotic she couldn't bare the thought of it being over too soon. Fisting her hands in his hair, she pulled him up to look at her and told him to make it last and to keep it slow. He smiled and pulled out of her which wasn't quite what she hand in mind.


Taking her words to heart, William climbed off the bed then reached for her. Elizabeth hesitated for a moment but then the sound of his deep sexy British voice told her to come with him. The sound was like a caress in her head and it kept her body humming; a small substitute for the absence of his cock. She hurried to the edge of bed and William didn't let her feet touch the floor. He grabbed her by the thighs and wrapped her wetness around his waist. They stumbled to the bearskin rug nearly falling then laughing out loud at their clumsiness. They settled into the soft winter white fur, kissing and grasping at each other's mouths greedily.


It didn't take long for their bodies to react to the impulse of their remembered pleasure. William pressed the tip of his cock at her wet opening and just like she wanted, fed it to her slowly while the swollen lips of her quim sucked him in like a hot tongue. They writhed and moaned in unison as the hot blood of their mutual lust raged between them in a true marriage of the flesh. Arms, legs, chest, and breasts were spiced with sweat not only from their combined heat but also from the heat generated from the flames of the fire. Their hands and mouths were everywhere feeding each other greedily with a bite, a pinch, a suck and a squeeze.


Elizabeth's screams of passion licked at his eardrum, teasing and urging William to abandon all thoughts of going slow. He tried to abort them but his body betrayed him. The pleasurable nagging sensation in his sac forced his eyes closed with a readiness to explode and insisted he quicken the pace. Accepting defeat, he elevated himself above her and plunged deeper and deeper, again and again while she bloomed and flowed from the forcefulness of his thrusts. Elizabeth was very impressed with his prowess, causing her to squirm and roll her hips before crying out in ecstasy as her cream mixed with his seminal flow.


William rolled off of her and they laid side-by-side panting, gasping and laughing. He brushed away the sweat dampen hair from her face, kissing along her jaw line until he reached her lips. She stroked his back and accepted his long lingering kiss before he stood to retrieve the bottle of wine and glasses from the mantle. He propped all four of the large decorative pillows against the footboard of the bed, motioning Elizabeth with his head to join him. He poured them both a glass of wine while they listened to the rain outside beat against the windows and the door.


Elizabeth sipped her wine and fell back into the comfort of the pillows. She smiled, thinking about the questions William asked her hours ago in the coffee house. She now had answer to both his questions. Passion was a sound, a sight, a taste and a touch that reminded a person over and over again what its like to feel and ecstasy was simply prolonged sexual bliss with no boundaries.


A/N: For those of you who might need a cigarette, sorry I'm all out...lol. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and still want more.




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