Once in our life, comes a love…
A love we did not prepare for nor did we see coming.
When one of the two has his vision of his love, she is walking through her own wonderland of a day dream of a life becoming. When this love sees the other, it all changes.
This is LOVE.
He slid his hand over my hip and my body was already into the usual response to his touch. He moved my body with the slightest shift of his hip against mine nudged me in the direction of my bedroom. My body turned into the obedient servant of what was promised to come. He reached for my free hand gently with purpose. His knotted tie slipped off his hand onto mine. A shudder ran through my body.
“Shall we Gabriella? Give it a try? I promise it will excite you.” What was it about this man? He always seemed to have his ‘way with me’. He knew things and would maneuver my body into trying new positions that even I as a romantic writer never thought of. I had to take notes and yet, with Tristan, I was always in the moment of whatever he was moving our lovemaking into. The moment with him was what brought us both together. Intensity ran high as did the feeling of his full attention on me. I forgot everything else when he looked at me that way. That way of ‘wanting me’, of wanting to be inside me and that way of deeply erotic sensual play… This man drew me into him like no other.
“Tristan, I am hungry for food. I need to eat something first. Speaking of which, what is your tie now doing on my wrist?”
He smiled. “For your pleasure and for mine.”
“Food first, then we can talk about this tie.”
He smiled and promptly followed my requests and tightened the tie ever so slightly. “Your other hand will slip nicely inside this knot before we move to what I have in mind for your tasting tease of this. I promise you, you will thank me later.”
“Really, you’re that confident about yourself? I suppose next comes the spanking if I roll my eyes at you?”
“As a matter of fact Miss Trudeau, I would love to introduce you to that too. My large man sized hands are perfect for the round bottom of yours. It would meet it with more delight than ever could be explained.”
I pushed him away and reminded him I needed dinner first. His smile said it all. I was in for a long night of play and lovemaking Tantra, his way, his style and something now I earned for too.
“I will feed you first, lightly so and then work your body so all the tension lifts. The bath did not remove it all and I aim to please Miss Trudeau. I want you relax and in bliss.”
“Tristan, don’t you mean, surrendered to you and your manhood?”
“Gabriella, I derive pleasure from seeing how many orgasms I can bring you to. How often I can see your body arched against my hand pressure. I love to see how you unravel in my arms, exposing your sensuality to my touch, my movement over you and your beautiful releases done at the handy work I am doing. I feel so alive, enjoying all this with you. Don’t deny me any of it. I waited for you for a long time, I longed for you and now that I have you, I am going to enjoy every moment and morsel of it all. You bring me pleasure by pleasing you Gabriella. I have never seen a woman’s body come so on fire with passion as it does when I look at you, touch you and make love to you. Please, more of this Gabriella, much, much more.”
A food tray came with that beautiful man carrying it and totally nude now, just wearing his smile. Grace took one look at Tristan and back at me to affirm this would be all evening and into the morning for something between us. She promptly leaped off her warm bed spot heading to the bathroom to the plush wool Flokati rug there. Her other favorite nesting kitty sleep place was the purple en-suite. Her mistress and her knight were going to have a long twilight together.
“Food, eat Gabriella, leave the tie on your wrist, simple, easy to digest dinner…”
He was giving me commands which did not sit well with me. He had everything set up with a plan of evening entertainment. I was just pondering it all when he places my food onto my plate. I was about to speak and he took over.
“Try it my way. I know you think, it is almost always my way anyway, but not true. I follow your lead and I do what you seem to let me in to do. I merely am very observant. I know that excites you.”
I wanted to gulp. He was accurately correct on that. Something about the predator part of a man, when he is really ‘seeing you’ and penetrating into what is termed your soul space. My body just became alive with this game we did and his penetration into my personal thoughts or how my body reacting to his mere look. It is that lover’s exchange that has a silent language and carries with it a sexual charge called the dance between the lovers. Chemistry, hormones and heady visuals that do promise erotic excitement of the coming joining between two bodies… I almost could go into that place of saying, yes, this body loves your touch, I feel hungry for that and scared all at the same time. I don’t want to lose myself to you or this desire and yet, more please. Yes, much, much more please…
I decided to play along and see where the tie on my wrist would take me, take us both. I did trust Tristan.
“Had enough food Gabriella?” I nodded now wondering what was next. “Good, now for this. Hand me your other wrist.” He moved off the food tray to the floor of the bedroom and his look at me changed into a true feeling of predator. Tingles bolted up from the bottom of my feet, gushing rapidly through my body. The fear I felt was laced with pure sexual anticipation. I was thrilled.
He slowly slipped in my willing other hand and the two wrists were not crossing each other. He looked lovingly at me and yet in a new way he began to introduce me to something new. He tightened the knot slowly and everything inside me began to explode a lava of fire and female wetness that caught me by surprise too. I left out a slight moan. He smiled and then move along with his handy work. He tied me to the headboard of my antique bed. The gorgeous canopy bed, he bought for me and now was using for some new form of our lovemaking delight. I was delighted. More than I hate to admit.
“Gabriella, if anything feels it frightens you, tell me, but we are tied up together. Let me please you more.”
I felt my body surrender to his strong, firm yet gentle touch and my legs parted. My head went off telling me that was too soon Gabriella. Make the man work for this. Do not give into his wishes. Hold back, hold in balance this play. Do not let him have his way with you so easily. Then he did the most unexpected thing. He was fully nude, gosh his body beautifully sculpted and the flatness of his midsection muscles long and lean and tight, he moves over me like he was a huge cat. A jaguar or panther with agility and focus on his prey. I almost gasped. He stayed above me and my legs obediently opened fully to what I was wanting. My hands tied above my head and his full frontal view of his body left nothing to be desired. I wanted him fully, right now and with all the primal animal feelings this was triggering. I moaned again.
“Not so soon Gabriella, I have a few more things to do before we go there.”
Oh, how could he? He was controlling my desires, my orgasms were right there ready to ebb. How could he now that I was beyond excited, and in this position. I wanted him to fuck me now, hard, intense, and fast, repeatedly fast. I began to squirm. I wanted out of this. My warrior nature was kicking in and I wanted to get on top of him and pounce on him. I was beyond pent up.
“Really, this soon? Gabriella, the fight comes up in you so fast; honestly, I love that fire in you. I am going to hold you here till you let me direct this. A spanking, maybe is in order Miss Trudeau?” A shudder ran through my body and he smiled. He was in full control of this and my body too. How did this happen?
“More of this Gabriella? I aim to please, all night long. We have a long even ahead of us and I want you to enjoy every second of this new taste. I am very good at this Gabriella.”
“Tristan, you are scaring me…” He sat back some from his hovering over me. The sexual tension slightly broke for a moment between us. I was in my head again and he was going to let me breathe and then go at this again. He was breaking me down and I was hesitant to let my body belong to him. Why? I was not sure. Maybe the warrior in me and independence was just that way. I wanted to be on top of this man and have my orgasms now.
“The idea of this Gabriella, is to allow yourself to let me please you, surprise you and bring you to a new kind of release. If you fight me, then this can’t happen. I can overpower you with my size and strength and push you over your limits. Do you want me to do that?”
My mind muddled and I could see the psychology in this and my body calmed down. I was willing to try something new and I did trust Tristan. My responses held me in check. I shook my head as a sign to him to proceed. He smiled and he resumed his holding me firmly and now, for the first time, I let him into my boundaries. My barriers that I carefully had concrete settings on and solid walls. I let him in and he changed? He changed from controlling predator into a lover that was a skilled technician at this kind of lovemaking. A push pull began of in and out. An in and out of sexual tension leading to coitus. There was no union yet, but it felt like it. I was going into a feeling of euphoria and surrender to my own inner female passions. He was bringing that out in me. The idea of fucking left my mind. My hands over my head began to feel more a perfect way to keep me at bay from touching him. I liked how this was holding me.
“Now you are relaxed. Gabriella, now you are mine. Your body is mine. Keep trusting what you are feeling inside. I want you to feel it all.” I somehow complied and yes, I was surrendering to a deeper new experience. My mind obliterated out. That feeling like when you are the acupuncturist office and the meridian flows of the body give you a bliss of white light, that is what was engulfing me. He was bringing this out in me.
Then he spoke. “Now, for the other side of this Gabriella.”
I had no idea what he was saying or meant and then… He flipped me over with one of his large man hands and he brought my bottom up so I was suddenly on my knees and my back arched exposing me fully from behind. He flipped me so fast in a change of positions and I felt a smack on my ass that rang ripples of delight, shock, and the pleasure I never expected. I was vulnerable. I was utterly exposed to him.
Then he began to FUCK me. I mean fuck me hard and fully with penetration as I was all his. How did that just happen? I wanted to laugh, cry out and yet, my orgasms took over and the ride was amazing. How could it not be? Soft and tender than this… I was in love with this man, this knight, this beautiful, strong man and yet, our lovemaking was an on-going constant new exploration of passion between us. He knew a lot, I agree and I was benefitting from it all. OMG, he pleased me. All night long and then some…
My walls were finally coming down. Letting in this man, this love, this unusual lovemaking and yes, how much he got ‘inside’ of me. My walls for love were finally coming down. Crumbling like an old fortress keeping out the world that was not allowed ‘in’. He was allowed inside my castle walls and my heart. My body surrendered to this man’s touch and his love for me. More please, much more of this man, please…
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