2011-Mar-6 - SNAPSHOT? 27
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she never had to use her feminine wiles in the...
SNAPSHOT? 27
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she never had to use her feminine wiles in the business world of men
to get the deals she chose and paths to fortune cleared
she was much too smart to enslave herself to that spiraling course
but every now and then
she dabbled in it for her own lush pleasure and amusement
someone had flirted or toyed a little too much
and she??™d do him in with the smallest of gestures
the seductive voice with hint of bared thigh
the unbuttoned blouse and the caught and shamed eye
and when blunt force was called for
the emboldened cock grip through the suit pants
accompanied by the battle declaration of an Amazon warrior
but this man was different
he lived on her plane
danced the way she danced
and instinctively gave her as much respect
as his chiseled looks and soft-spoken ferocity
gave her spine the kind of chills? she oft prayed for
but rarely, if ever, felt
and here they were, left alone in the new building
with the unpolished work table? between them
and gratefully, no security cameras yet to tell the tale
their eyes hovered, locked, reading fathoms deep
in a silence that would that only lightning could crack
there was a mutual subterranean fire simmering in the thickened air
and both were waiting? for the other to move first
her only words: ???lock the door???
and when he returned: ???kiss me???
she had never felt a man??™s lips and tongue penetrate?
from her mouth clear down to the inside of her carnal sacristy
the way his did on its first tongue-whirled tasting
he pinned her wrists to the wall
and stole her breath along with her ability to reason
and each time she thought to speak
he answered before her throat made the sounds
with a simple ???I know???
he knew not to leave marks
not to tear clothing
and knew he needn??™t cross those lines
to send her into shuddering honey-dipped nirvana
his attention to detail was flawless
the deft removal and subsequent folding of her classic skirt
without losing the methodical build to her promised euphoria, perfection
the niceties aside, he swept the table of its contents
with a batted forearm
lifted her off the floor and laid her on the cleaned wood
he slowly unbuttoned her
tasting each blushing morsel of skin as he went
never before had she felt like a lover??™s banquet
every ounce of her savored for bouquet and texture and flavorings??™ subtleties
lingering and consecrating every succulent freckle and arched flexation
as if he could imbue each mound of rising flesh with its own tingling orgasm
his foreplay was of such mindbending eloquence
that she nearly came as his lips finally parted the slickened ones
that panted ravenously between her thighs
her fingers clawing at his perfect mane
begging him to come inside
and though he took gentle pains to make sure all was right
in the world of oncoming appearances
once he was embedded in her thighs??™ swollen treasure trove
this was his rabid rodeo
and she, his rope-bridled bronco mare
and? nothing brought her to her wood-bruising thunder peaks
like the riveting savage ride he shook her ivory towers with
the steady wood groaning beneath them
as her bones were liquified above
when the storming? sweetly? eased?
he held her, body and soul for a long time
then without a word, cleaned her scented skin
inside and out with this lapping tongue
then kissed her with sticky blessed lips
then, for the first time in this arena, she knelt before a man?
and tasted the shameless cocktail from his still hardened flesh
this time, she fondled his hair with a loving forcefulness
finally not shy of baring both her power and her vulnerability all at once
she locked eyes and hovered
then took his throat for a wet plunge of carnal gratitude
they helped one another dress and straighten
and before they unlocked and left
he quietly asked whose desk this was going to be
she smiled with a soul-melting purr
???mine??¦.and before it becomes too cluttered
I will need to break it in a little more???
she kissed him and rubbed a soft hand on his still risen bulge
and she shivered once more as she dripped down her quivering sated thigh
through the crackling fearless embrace
she could feel the raw dichotomy??™s truth
part of her was the woman conqueror
and part of her, too, was completely enslaved?
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