I pinch and roll your clit and nipple as you take your riding to a whole other gear. I am getting close a fact communicated by the communication of the lock between our eyes.
Seeing you are close feeling close as well riding faster still eyes locked on yours slipping between gasps and whimpers. Hand holding your leg for balance my other hand clawing softly at your chest and keeping balance with the increased speed and intensity. Gasping out only one word...
Longer would be wonderful but neither can hold longer as I ride harder and faster still. Feeling those thundering WA es of bliss and passion crashing through my system. Shaking as I keep riding as long as I can past the intoxicating decent into orgasm.
We reach climax hand-in-hand, together, and simultaneously. And I fall lost in a snowstrom of sensation running roughshod over my central nervous system. Muscles quiver and tremble, toes curl, and my fingers grip onto your hips wishing never to let you off the saddle of my pelvis. My throat and lungs locked in a confusion trying to inhale while exhaling and doing neither...and then the moment of wonderful blissful orgiastic seizure is over. And I lay on the bed my my strength gone for the moment, only wishing to lay herein this bed and hold you in my arms until we sleep for the night.
Moving to lay down on the bed as well smiling resting my head on your shoulder and chest pulling the sheets up around us with a contented purr. Fingers tracing over your chest.
Treasure hunter... gun for hire... Heiress... Amaya De Veaga was a woman of many titles. None of which knew about the others... and that was just they way she liked it.
Her own fortress as it were was a stunning state of the art yet ancient house contained in a well hidden cavern with the only real entrance to the inner sanctum being a shallow water flat boat. She had the expected employee Butler/security guard/adviser/friend the only person alive that knew about all of the aspects of her life and titles... but that was about to change... how would she handle finding someone who her heart seemed to develop a mind of its own for. NOT something she was ready to deal with... or was it?
The sacred pilgramage of their Sorceress had led the handful of nomads deeper into jungle lands than ever before. However finding the ancient steps that led to the shrine her visions guided them to led them into the path of a band of warriors who did not seem pleased with the surprise.
What none of them knew was this land was protected by someone who knew the land better than both parties and had been stalking the warriors picking them off when they got too close to him but then he saw her and that seemed to change everything. He protected her from the shadows until finally he realized her destination and who she was...
This pampered life grew boring quickly she wanted adventure danger and excitement. She wanted to live... really live like the women she saw at the taverns near the docks submitting to no man commanding all they saw answering to no one... that is what she wanted and she would have that life... but how?
She found ways to sneak down to those darker areas and befriended one of the tavern owners a grizzled older woman named Agnes who kept her safe and let her see how the rest of the island lived and who they really relied on and even put her in contact with someone who could help her and who Agnes knew after the young lady's first night in her tavern
Enter Dominic Franz a sailor second in command of a pirate crew who has recently lost its captain to the Kings guards. Dominic and the crew are for the most part in hiding lacking for the moment the funds to pay a few debts their captain acquired here Dominic has to sate his young heart and rebuild the crew and the only life he knows. The only sure thing is that he would follow the beautiful raven angel into hell itself...
She knew her powers would aid those of the creative and their moments of creative obsession was when she would feed remain young and bond them even more to her. The one thing she did not know was that the bond had two different affects... either the feeding would slowly kill the one she chose to help and bond to her or in some the bond would make then aggressively possessive and protective of her. Once she figured it out she knew she had to find a balance or find the one that was strong enough to overcome both affects and give her one true love.