Roxton's Dreams
AUTHOR: Lady K. Roxton
DISCLAIMER: All the "Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World" series' characters are John Landis, Telescene, Coote/Hayes, DirecTV, New Line Television, Space, Action Adventure Network, Goodman/Rosen Productions, and Richmel Productions' property (the list could probably go on).
THANKS TO: Jessie Girl,KC, Cazbarbj, Claudia, Towanda (you for here lol) and Cris for your sweet reviews. You're so sweet!
Cris, thx for the translation, your English is perfect! Roxton can be in your dreams, but on my bed lol
Chapter 2
He was trying to regain his peace. Besides he could not understand the dream. It had been only a dream. What he really wished was that the dream could become their reality.
He went to the shower bath to refresh himself. But it seemed useless! Each water drop running through his strong body was as if Marguerite was slowly caressing him, licking him... His excitation was back. He resisted to the impulse, in the beginning, but was not able to refrain himself, recalling the dream about Marguerite. His worked out abdomen contracted harmoniously responding to each movement of his hand striking his erect shaft. He was really experiencing an intense pleasure, a pleasure that seemed to devour him, to consume him entirely. His movements were growing faster, growing stronger, and when he was on the brink, almost spending all his pent up passion...
"John... That's me, Marguerite. Are you still going to take long to finish your bath? " it was the voice of his desired female outside the shower.
He was being interrupted again. He, totally excited, with full proof of his "crime" in his hands, and now Marguerite knocking on the door... Was that a plot against him or the chance he was waiting for to pull her under the shower with him?
"Ahnnn, I don't know, Marguerite, why?"
"Why? I believe I don't need to remind you, but we are five people in a Treehouse that only has one bathroom... and at this moment I and Finn are in the line for a shower. So, if you could consider finishing fast, we would be eternally grateful!" she answered ironically and a little bit enraged.
"Ah, sorry, I'm already finishing!" he answered.
Already back in his room, Roxton decided not to try again. He was still eager to get his desires satisfied. Indeed, disposition was everything he had at that point in time, but he was trying to avoid new interruptions and decided to remain quiet. He tried to think about other things, for instance, that he had several adjustments to perform on the mill per Challenger's request, and a whole bunch of other boring activities to do. But not even thinking about the practical activities was helping him to forget entirely his previous disposition. In a while, he was again in the initial situation: excited.
"It's over, Roxton! Am I a man or a wild beast? I need to stop it now! But why I'm so excited today?" he thought to himself.
A little bit more controlled, Roxton went to the kitchen to join the others for breakfast. But was his torture finished? Of course no, the day was just beginning. He had barely sipped his coffee; Marguerite came from her bedroom, fresh from her bath.
As soon as he managed to close his mouth (because it had fallen open when he saw her), the poor guy just managed to mutter:
"Marguerite... why are you dressed like that?"
She was using a long black satin dress. The low-necked dress emphasized the curve of her breasts. And, to complement the sight, her hair was loose and damp, emanating a delicious fragrance that was just exciting him even more.
"Oh, this? I had not noticed but practically all my blouses are dirty! And I'm not in the mood to do anything today, maybe tomorrow! So I had to use this."
"Eh... but aren't you going to work with me by the mill?"
"No, John, I was going to be with you by the mill, but I cannot go any longer, not dressed like this... I'm sorry..." she said ironically, as usual.
"Ah, I got it!" he said, a little bit disappointed.
After finishing his coffee, Roxton went to the mill (at least that was what everybody thought). Veronica, Finn and Challenger followed him in a while, but went to another direction, since their plan was to collect plants and herbs for their pharmacy and laboratory. They would be back by night or, maybe, just tomorrow. Finn and Veronica were laughing together, whispering something that Challenger could not understand. But he thought that was a worthless joke as usual.
Marguerite now had the Treehouse just for her. She put a Beethoven's disc to play and prepared herself to perform her preferred task: take account of her newest acquisition, I mean, her gems and jewels.
She was completely concentrated in examining her gems when she heard the elevator crack. Who could it be? For her surprise, it was Roxton.
"Oh Roxton, have you forgot something?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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