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Authors: Serena Vale
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“The military has always been a priority, my love. New roads and buildings usually fall by the wayside.”
He wrapped his hand around hers. “Your efforts are no less important than mine, Lada. It bothers me that you do not see it that way.”
She gave a soft laugh that was so gentle it could have been a breeze. She climbed upon him, straddling him and allowing her fingers to part the folds of his shirt entirely. Her fingers almost glided across his chest and abdomen, tracing the ridges of his muscles. Her touch was so light and gentle yet it felt powerful enough that it could have generated enough electricity to power a city.
“You’re a man of power and wealth who works to empower the military, Alexi,” she said, bending over and lightly kissing his belly muscles. “I am a civic engineer.” She traced his pectorals with her tongue. “Your efforts shall always count for more than mine.” She began to kiss her way up his neck, “And I think you are quite silly for not seeing it that way.”
He chuckled, her kisses sending bolts of lightning through his body that stirred his loins. His hands reached out and caressed her neck as her lips made their way north before finally claiming his. She parted his lips with her tongue, caressing every corner of his mouth. Her breath was warm and savory and he felt warmth surge within his body that yearned for her. It wasn’t relief from the heat that he wanted… it was more warmth; the kind of warmth that only she could provide him with.
He sat up, encircling her with his arms. He held her gently and their kiss did not diminish. Her fingers slid under the shoulders of his shirt and she gently pushed it aside. He reluctantly released her from his embrace so that his torso would be freed of his garment. With his skin exposed to the air he felt a chill that quickly was dispelled when the tips of her fingers gently began to caress his shoulders and neck.
Her kiss was tender, as though she were frightened of hurting him. But there was such power behind it that he felt as if he could somehow crumble before it. Only she had ever had this kind of power over him and he adored her for it. She was the balance in his life. Before Lada, his life had been power that had seemed unequaled. Wealth and power had made him feel like the point on a spear, like he could charge ahead and destroy anything that got into his path.
But Lada… she had shown him otherwise. She was the water that tempered his fire, the anchor that kept him from drifting off course. She was gentle when he had only seen fit to be rough. She was the quiet in a life that had been nothing but unlikable noise. She was peace and he worshipped her for it.
His hands rested on her hips before inching their way up to her belly and finally to the corset laces of her undergarment. His fingers gingerly untied the first lace… the second… the third… all the while their tongues twisted in one another’s mouths. Her breathing became more and more laborious with every stitch that he untied. Her excitement was growing just as his was.
The final stitch undone he cast aside the bodice-like clothing. With her trembling body before him he slipped his hands under the hem of the loose-fitting shirt she wore and gently lifted it free. Her breasts hung freely before him and he relished in the sight of so much flesh. Every time he beheld her so undressed it brought fresh delight to his heart. Each time he saw her undressed it was as if he was seeing her so for the first time. He felt like a young boy witnessing his first undressed woman.
Gently he leaned forward and kissed at the sensitive area between her breasts. She gasped lightly at the warmth of his lips and a delighted moan followed as his hands cupped her bosom, lightly squeezing them. She arched her back, encouraging him to kiss more and more of her body where he pleased. He made it all the
He wrapped his hand around hers. “Your efforts are no less important than mine, Lada. It bothers me that you do not see it that way.”
She gave a soft laugh that was so gentle it could have been a breeze. She climbed upon him, straddling him and allowing her fingers to part the folds of his shirt entirely. Her fingers almost glided across his chest and abdomen, tracing the ridges of his muscles. Her touch was so light and gentle yet it felt powerful enough that it could have generated enough electricity to power a city.
“You’re a man of power and wealth who works to empower the military, Alexi,” she said, bending over and lightly kissing his belly muscles. “I am a civic engineer.” She traced his pectorals with her tongue. “Your efforts shall always count for more than mine.” She began to kiss her way up his neck, “And I think you are quite silly for not seeing it that way.”
He chuckled, her kisses sending bolts of lightning through his body that stirred his loins. His hands reached out and caressed her neck as her lips made their way north before finally claiming his. She parted his lips with her tongue, caressing every corner of his mouth. Her breath was warm and savory and he felt warmth surge within his body that yearned for her. It wasn’t relief from the heat that he wanted… it was more warmth; the kind of warmth that only she could provide him with.
He sat up, encircling her with his arms. He held her gently and their kiss did not diminish. Her fingers slid under the shoulders of his shirt and she gently pushed it aside. He reluctantly released her from his embrace so that his torso would be freed of his garment. With his skin exposed to the air he felt a chill that quickly was dispelled when the tips of her fingers gently began to caress his shoulders and neck.
Her kiss was tender, as though she were frightened of hurting him. But there was such power behind it that he felt as if he could somehow crumble before it. Only she had ever had this kind of power over him and he adored her for it. She was the balance in his life. Before Lada, his life had been power that had seemed unequaled. Wealth and power had made him feel like the point on a spear, like he could charge ahead and destroy anything that got into his path.
But Lada… she had shown him otherwise. She was the water that tempered his fire, the anchor that kept him from drifting off course. She was gentle when he had only seen fit to be rough. She was the quiet in a life that had been nothing but unlikable noise. She was peace and he worshipped her for it.
His hands rested on her hips before inching their way up to her belly and finally to the corset laces of her undergarment. His fingers gingerly untied the first lace… the second… the third… all the while their tongues twisted in one another’s mouths. Her breathing became more and more laborious with every stitch that he untied. Her excitement was growing just as his was.
The final stitch undone he cast aside the bodice-like clothing. With her trembling body before him he slipped his hands under the hem of the loose-fitting shirt she wore and gently lifted it free. Her breasts hung freely before him and he relished in the sight of so much flesh. Every time he beheld her so undressed it brought fresh delight to his heart. Each time he saw her undressed it was as if he was seeing her so for the first time. He felt like a young boy witnessing his first undressed woman.
Gently he leaned forward and kissed at the sensitive area between her breasts. She gasped lightly at the warmth of his lips and a delighted moan followed as his hands cupped her bosom, lightly squeezing them. She arched her back, encouraging him to kiss more and more of her body where he pleased. He made it all the
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