Two Voices, One Story.... Part 1

Two Voices, One Story


He walks into the room where she stands, nothing to cover her smooth soft skin but the dim light of the room.

She draws in her breath as she feels him draw closer, the very energy of the air electrified by his presence.

He catches her gaze, her breathing quickened by the touch of his hand as he reaches for her and draws her near.

Her skin tingles where he touches her as she rests her hands on his chest, their eyes meeting, hearts racing.

He, with sudden motion, grasps her hair in his hand pulling her head back exposing her neck to his lips as he leans to her to taste her skin.

Her body responds instantly to his desires and a soft moan escapes her lips as she closes her eyes, feeling the welcome touch of his lips on her neck.

His strength she desires, his commands she obeys as he pushes her to the floor before him.

Her breath catches in her throat as she allows him to guide her down, her only desire, to please him.

He looks at her and she knows what she is to do, his gaze certain, her understanding unmistaken.

She lies back on the floor, her gaze never wavering from his, one hand resting on her stomach, settling the butterflies within, the other at her lips, her anticipation growing.

He places his boot laden feet between her legs and shoves them apart, all the while his eyes fixed on her face, watching her every reaction.

She sucks in her breath as her legs are forced apart, the unspoken demand both frightening and exciting to her.

He sees her fear, feeds it by placing his foot upon her chest, beckoning her to remove his boot while his other foot rests against her exposed crotch.

She reaches out, willing her hands to be steady and begins to loosen his boot, her eyes now on the task before her, yet still aware of the piercing gaze from above her.

He feels the boot loosen as she pulls it from his foot, her fear evident upon her face as he places that foot to the floor and elevates the other for her to continue her chore.

She begins to remove the second boot, her fingers moving quickly, uncertain as to whether she should dare to again look up at him, or keep her eyes lowered as she completes her task.

His last foot freed, he strokes her chest with his toes, wrapping them around her hard, erect nipples as she breathes in and elevates her chest to his touch.

Continues............