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obliterating all traces of Caroline’s perfume with the musky scent we made together. When I opened my eyes I saw the energy we made too, a shimmering aura of green sinking into blue before the two colours mingled and were absorbed back into our skin.
Gone, as if it had never been.
I’d never seen anything so beautiful. Or so heartbreaking. I wanted to cry but I held on with an effort. With the slowing of my heart rate came the determination to save the sadness for later, when it could join self-recrimination, guilt and “why the fuck did I do that?”
James shifted onto his back and pulled me into his arms. All I could feel at that moment was elation. Languor. He told me that I was the best he’d ever had, that my body was much more than he’d ever imagined. He loved me and would love me forever.
Love Caroline , my mind threw at me.
I pushed away the thought and swirled my initials on James’s chest, my fingers as sensuous as the kisses he gave me. I would wait until he was asleep before I crept back to my room. There would be hell to pay when my deceit was discovered, and I wanted to savour this moment so I could cleave to it when my blackout dream became daylight reality. I cuddled into James, listening to his breath deepen.
Not bad for a glass of water was my last thought before I too drifted into sleep.
Chapter Four
Blood is Just as Thin as Venom
I nuzzled into the warm tree that wrapped itself around my back. A long branch brushed its silken leaves over my arms, my waist and my thighs. They whispered their caress on my skin, infusing my body with little ripples of pleasure. My toes wiggled and the roots answered, tickling me as I bucked into the pleasant hardness at my bottom. I sighed as a thick root made its way to my—
Hey! Trees don’t do that , do they?
I woke up to hot lips on my neck, a teasing hand on my breast and the insistent prod of hard, solid male pushing into me from behind. I pushed back instinctively, opening my thighs to ease his entry. We both sighed as the short jabs grew longer and deeper until he was fully sheathed inside me. My body was primed, slick from his caresses. Eager to climb straight back to the top of the cliff and get flung over the edge without even stopping to take a breath. It was the best wakeup call I’d ever had, impossible to ignore.
“So sweet,” James said, his voice husky.
My eyes popped open. Shit! What time was it? My heart thumped erratically and James covered it with his hand. I tilted my head back, not really knowing what I was going to say or do. He chose that moment to seal my lips with his. It didn’t help my heart rate any but it made my worries fade and my desire flourish.
“Shh... Your parents aren’t back yet.” He punctuated his words with another thrust. “Enjoy.”
Well , all righty then . In truth I was so far gone I wouldn’t have been able to stop anyway. Our rhythm was fast, frantic even. As if we needed to reaffirm the intimate hold we had over each other. I was wrapped up in James, enthralled by his urgent need to relabel my most secret, private parts with the calligraphy of his passion.
There was nothing slow or gentle about how I reacted either, reaching my hand back to grab his buttocks and grind him into me. Beyond taking it slow and savouring the moment, I held him exactly where I wanted him. My pleasure hit its peak and I hurtled off the cliff, my breathless gasps joined by James’s.
Holy crap, I’d gone from not-so-inexperienced virgin to wanton woman in the space of one night. I wondered if that was normal and made a note to ask Marcia. Clutching James’s arm around my waist I settled back into him, spooned and protected. After a few minutes, the guilt and worry I had pushed away came rushing back to me.
What the hell should I do now?
For starters I had to get out of Caroline’s bed. Unfortunately, James didn’t seem sleepy. He wasn’t about to let me get up and walk away without a word. And for that matter,
Gone, as if it had never been.
I’d never seen anything so beautiful. Or so heartbreaking. I wanted to cry but I held on with an effort. With the slowing of my heart rate came the determination to save the sadness for later, when it could join self-recrimination, guilt and “why the fuck did I do that?”
James shifted onto his back and pulled me into his arms. All I could feel at that moment was elation. Languor. He told me that I was the best he’d ever had, that my body was much more than he’d ever imagined. He loved me and would love me forever.
Love Caroline , my mind threw at me.
I pushed away the thought and swirled my initials on James’s chest, my fingers as sensuous as the kisses he gave me. I would wait until he was asleep before I crept back to my room. There would be hell to pay when my deceit was discovered, and I wanted to savour this moment so I could cleave to it when my blackout dream became daylight reality. I cuddled into James, listening to his breath deepen.
Not bad for a glass of water was my last thought before I too drifted into sleep.
Chapter Four
Blood is Just as Thin as Venom
I nuzzled into the warm tree that wrapped itself around my back. A long branch brushed its silken leaves over my arms, my waist and my thighs. They whispered their caress on my skin, infusing my body with little ripples of pleasure. My toes wiggled and the roots answered, tickling me as I bucked into the pleasant hardness at my bottom. I sighed as a thick root made its way to my—
Hey! Trees don’t do that , do they?
I woke up to hot lips on my neck, a teasing hand on my breast and the insistent prod of hard, solid male pushing into me from behind. I pushed back instinctively, opening my thighs to ease his entry. We both sighed as the short jabs grew longer and deeper until he was fully sheathed inside me. My body was primed, slick from his caresses. Eager to climb straight back to the top of the cliff and get flung over the edge without even stopping to take a breath. It was the best wakeup call I’d ever had, impossible to ignore.
“So sweet,” James said, his voice husky.
My eyes popped open. Shit! What time was it? My heart thumped erratically and James covered it with his hand. I tilted my head back, not really knowing what I was going to say or do. He chose that moment to seal my lips with his. It didn’t help my heart rate any but it made my worries fade and my desire flourish.
“Shh... Your parents aren’t back yet.” He punctuated his words with another thrust. “Enjoy.”
Well , all righty then . In truth I was so far gone I wouldn’t have been able to stop anyway. Our rhythm was fast, frantic even. As if we needed to reaffirm the intimate hold we had over each other. I was wrapped up in James, enthralled by his urgent need to relabel my most secret, private parts with the calligraphy of his passion.
There was nothing slow or gentle about how I reacted either, reaching my hand back to grab his buttocks and grind him into me. Beyond taking it slow and savouring the moment, I held him exactly where I wanted him. My pleasure hit its peak and I hurtled off the cliff, my breathless gasps joined by James’s.
Holy crap, I’d gone from not-so-inexperienced virgin to wanton woman in the space of one night. I wondered if that was normal and made a note to ask Marcia. Clutching James’s arm around my waist I settled back into him, spooned and protected. After a few minutes, the guilt and worry I had pushed away came rushing back to me.
What the hell should I do now?
For starters I had to get out of Caroline’s bed. Unfortunately, James didn’t seem sleepy. He wasn’t about to let me get up and walk away without a word. And for that matter,
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