Deadly Desire
Chapter 3
**** **** ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** ***** ***** ***** ***** *****
The sun had begun to rise in the sky casting a surreal golden glow when the Battousai and his Kaoru finally reached their location. They had come to a beach where a small wooden boat was waiting on the soft brown sand. The grains of sand reflected the sun's light brilliantly as it looked as if the beach was covered with thousands of tiny diamonds. Kaoru's pace had been fast to keep up with the handsome warrior who led the way. Now her leg muscles were so sore and stiff that she silently prayed that she would be able to lift her legs once she made it to the boat.
She had refused to ask him to stop for her. She didn't want him to think her weak. To be truthful, she had been a little afraid to ask him to stop for fear that he would once again start another session of what they had previously shared. Their intimate encounter had completely dominated all of her other thoughts. When she should have been devising a plan to escape, her mind kept wandering back to his heated kisses that melted her resolve and the smothering looks in his eyes when he had told her that she belonged to him.
Kaoru's heart beat faster just thinking about his eyes and she suddenly became hot. She fanned herself absentmindedly and then immediately turned red when she realized what she was doing. She stole a look at the Battousai to see if he had noticed and quickly sighed with relief when she saw him still facing forward as they continued to walk.
Was this part of his plan? Did he kiss her like that to only confuse her so she wouldn't run away? Kaoru spared another glance at the long haired warrior before her and studied him. When the first rays of sun had shimmered down upon the new day she could see him clearly.
Her breath caught when the light of day showed her the true color of his hair. The golden rays of the sun cast a beautiful halo around his beautiful silken red hair. She had never seen hair so beautiful before, especially on a man. His hair looked like fine spun silk. She felt herself reach out to touch a lock of it when she caught herself again and immediately cast her eyes downward trying to burn the image from her mind.
She looked up at him again and noticed that she and he were basically the same height. The large clothes of a Samurai warrior that he wore concealed his true form. When he had molded her body to his while he kissed her that night she had felt unleashed restrained power. She had felt a well toned and muscular body that held her as if she were no more than a child. It excited her somewhat to know that this Samurai warrior was holding so much back. What was he hiding? Could she make him loose control and show her all of his inner secrets and desires?
STOP THAT! She yelled at herself mentally. Do not do this. What are you doing? Don't fall for HIM. He's a cold blooded killer. You better not be falling for him Kaoru! She yelled to herself.
Kenshin Himura, the Hittokiri Battousai silently remembered back to their interlude in the dark as well. He had every intention of bedding the beautiful young woman who walked behind him lost in her own thoughts as well. When he had kissed her he felt himself loose control. That was something that he never did. He had never been so consumed with ecstasy and a passion so raw that it blinded him. All of his senses had been focused on her. All of his senses had been attuned to her. Senses that he used for battle to track his opponents and targets were now solely focused on her. It had unnerved him a little bit, how he almost lost total control like that.
He would have to be careful. Maybe it was because he had never had a virgin before? Was that it? He had been with many women to ease the tension sexual frustration brings but it has never been like this? What was going on? What was wrong with him?
When they reached the boat Kenshin pushed it towards the beautiful indigo sea and motioned to Kaoru to take his hand so that he could help her board. When she hesitated his eyes narrowed on her thinking that she meant to disobey him again and possibly run.
Kaoru was afraid to meet his golden gaze. Butterflies stirred crazily in her flat stomach as she fought with herself trying to figure out how to tell him that her legs felt as if someone had placed one ton weights on each ankle.
Kenshin still held the boat with one hand as he motioned again to Kaoru with his other hand. When she would still not respond and shyly looked down at her feet avoiding eye contact, he assumed that she had never been on a boat ride before and was apprehensive.
"It's ok, I assure you. It is very safe."
She shook her head slowly and then she looked up at him with those beautiful beguiling eyes. Eyes that awakened something deep within him that he assumed was lost.
Compassion.
Then it hit him. He had made a young woman track at least 20 miles or more into the night over rough forest terrain never once stopping to see if she needed to rest or not. She was probably exhausted. He mentally slapped himself for being so careless and cruel and then stopped himself at the same time.
He was the Battousai. Why should he feel compassion for her? He never felt compassion for anyone. Why should he start now? He looked into her eyes once more and mentally cursed and dragged the boat back onto the beach to sturdy it. He then walked towards her and saw her immediately stiffen as he picked her up into his arms as if she waited nothing at all and placed her into the boat.
He immediately regretted that action because now her soft tender hot body was pressed up against his and his loins screamed in agony. He had to have her and soon, but since she was a virgin he did not wish to rush her, ((yeah right!)) He set her down inside the boat and pushed it into the blue waters and jumped in himself. He took the long wooden ore and began to steer them out into the sea towards an island where he often sought refuge. An island where he would enjoy teaching her the meaning of the word ecstasy.
****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ******
The boat ride wasn't that long but Kaoru's sea sickness made it appear much longer. She threw up almost everything she had eaten the day before which wasn't much. She was so nervous and depressed that she hardly touched her food at her own betrothal celebration. He just watched her out of the corner of his narrow eyes as she embarrassed and humiliated herself. She noticed the cross shaped scar upon his face and made a mental note to herself to ask him how he had gotten it.
Once they arrived on the island, she knew that she could not escape even if she wanted to. Her legs felt like heavy lead and it was a struggle just to keep her eyes open. Kenshin pulled the boat upon the shore and secured it. He then lifted her up out of the boat and seductively let her side down his torso.
Oh Yeah. That woke her up. There would definitely be no sleeping now.
Once Kaoru had completed her sensual descend and had landed on her feet into the soft sand she was eye level with the Battousai. His eyes were on fire again and she could have sworn she was melting under their intense gaze. He stared at her lips as if he were going to kiss her and when she leaned into him waiting for the promise of pleasure that his tongue would give her, he released her and walked away.
Kaoru stood there dumbfounded in a daze. She had wanted that kiss so bad.
Kenshin had been fighting with himself when he had lifted her out of the boat. His mind was working overtime with images of her body lying beneath him as he brought her to climax after climax. He instantly became rock hard. When he let her slide down his body he debated whether or not to take her then and there on the sand, but decided against it. It was her first time and even he would not be that cruel.
It took everything he had to release her and walk away. Time for that would come eventually. Right now she needed rest.
***** ****** ****** ****** ******* ******** ****** ******* ******* *******
"She's MISSING!!!" screamed Masayo to one of his most loyal male subjects. Women were not allowed to be servants. Most of the young women servants he had previously were found dead, beaten to death and often their mangled bodies had been slashed by sharp objects.
"Yes, m'lord. Her bedding was empty but there doesn't appear to be signs of a struggle, although we did find this letter," he stated as he presented the unsealed letter to Masayo.
"Also, m'lord, we have found that the three warriors who were guarding her were slain as well.
Masayo snatched the letter from the servant and quickly opened it. His eyes widened as he continued to read. When he had finished, he balled the letter up in his hands and a look of pure contempt and evil crossed his rugged features. It was a letter from the imperialists. He was being taught a lesson for tricking them the last time. The letter stated that next time it would be him.
Masayo screamed in rage. How dare they take the young woman! She was by far the most beautiful maiden there and he wanted her. In fact he had wanted her ever since she had come of age. He had asked her father when he was alive for her hand in marriage, but the stupid fool always rejected him, stating that he wanted a younger man for his daughter. She already had a father and did not need a second.
Masayo had even tried to stop the students from attending the dojo where the man taught the Kamiya style of sword fighting but to no avail, he could not break the man. When the girl's uncle became her guardian, he knew instantly how weak the man was. He could easily persuade the greedy man into giving her up for marriage to him. He had learned of the man's weakness in gambling and had set him up to loose far more money than he could have ever thought possible. Then when everyone started calling in their debts to him, he had approached him one night.
He then persuaded the retched man to give him Kaoru's hand in marriage in exchange for wealth to pay off his gambling debts. He even stated to him that he would have some left over for himself. The man had eagerly agreed. Some time after their meeting, Kaoru was brought to his mansion. It took everything he had to not take her then and there, but he would wait until the wedding ceremony. He wondered what her beautiful face would like twisted in pain as he had his way with her over and over again. The prospect excited him more than anything.
Now she was taken away from him by the Imperialists? No!!! They will pay for this. They could have taken anything they wanted except her. He should be grateful that they did not end his life, but that didn't matter. He knew that she was still alive. No man in their right or twisted mind would kill a beauty such as her.
"GET ME THE TRACKERS!" He yelled at the servant.
"Tell them to hunt her and who ever took her. I'll even double the bounty if they find them within a week. STRESS to them that I want the girl unharmed and her captives alive."
"Yes m'lord," the servant stated as he quickly backed out of the room while bowing.
Masayo silently prayed that her captives had not taken advantage of the girl. He wanted to do that.
The girl's uncle then entered the room out of breath with a look of terror upon his face. Probably frightened that I won't honor our bargain since she is missing, Masayo thought.
"Where..is my niece?" He asked.
"Your niece is missing. She has been taken away in the night by some associates of mind. We had a little disagreement and they took her as a means to teach me a lesson."
"What?!! You have to find her, you must," he stated frantically.
"I will find her, but your niece is a very beautiful woman and I can not guarantee that when we find her she won't be damaged goods. As you know, our agreement was for undamaged goods. If she IS damaged then our contract will be broken."
Her uncle sucked in a sharp breath.
"It will be your fault if our contract is broken! I delivered her to you with her virginity still in tact. It is not my fault that you cannot protect your own mansion!"
At that remark, Masayo quickly stood up and placed his sword through the man's chest. The man's eyes quickly widened in surprise as blood stained his clothes.
"NO ONE INSULTS ME IN MY OWN HOUSE AND LIVES!"
The lifeless body then slumped to the floor and Masayo pulled his sword out and cleaned it on the dead man's clothes.
"Servant!!" He yelled.
A male servant quickly entered the room and a surprised look crossed his features when he saw the dead man sprawled upon the floor.
"Clean up this mess," Masayo ordered nonchalantly.
"Yes m'lord" the servant stated as he dragged the man's body out.
"You're next, who ever you are that took my possession," he stated silently to himself.
******* ******** ******** ******** ******* ******* ****** ******* *********
Kaoru yawned and stretched as awareness seeped into her sleep filled mind. She had had the most peculiar dream. The warrior who had kidnapped her was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. She would have never imagined that the Battousai would be this handsome young man. From the stories she heard, she believed him to be older and more sinister looking. His long red hair was beautiful and his eyes and kisses provoked feelings in her that she could not name. What a wonderful dream, she thought-except for the walking.
She opened her eyes and realized that she was in a small wooden cabin. She sat up in her bedding and looked around. How did I get here? Then it all came flooding back to her. She was not dreaming. The handsome warrior was real. This whole situation that she found herself in was real! Kaoru looked around the cabin which seemed to be composed of three rooms looking for the Battousai.
She tried to stand up on her feet but a sharp spasm hit her in left thigh. The pain was so great that she screamed before she knew it.
After a few moments she heard hurried footsteps reach the cabin and then he was standing before her.
Kaoru was withering in pain as she tried frantically to ease the tightened muscle in her thigh. She closed her eyes as the pain increased and screamed again.
Kenshin heard her screams as he stood outside the cabin trying to clear his mind. He immediately ran for her and when he saw her he instantly knew that she was suffering from a spasm in her leg. He immediately dropped before her and turned her on her back and raised her kimono to get to her thigh. His hard calloused hands gently kneaded her soft creamy thigh trying to loosen up her muscles. The moment he touched her thigh it awakened a desire so strong within him that it blinded him. Just knowing that his hands were on her thigh so close to her womanly core excited him.
The moment he started kneading her thigh, Kaoru knew she was in trouble. She closed her eyes, while he kneaded away the pain which quickly turned into pleasure. Her breathing became rapid and she arched her body up to him offering more.
Kenshin's continued to knead her thigh and then his hands went up further as he continued to knead. He reached the junction of where her thighs ended and continued to massage.
He then placed his hand over her most intimate part and massaged. Kaoru took in an excited breath. She should not let him do that, but she could not stop herself. ((Like you would.)
Kenshin then masterfully loved her while watching her face fill with pleasure. Kenshin then dipped his head towards Kaoru and took her sweet pliant mouth with a heated kiss. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck and she gasped in pleasure into his mouth. Her breathing became harsh as he continued.
Kaoru felt as if she were going to explode. The sensations that he was inflaming within her were absolutely beyond words.
She felt her toes curl at the sensations.
Kaoru felt as if she were quickly rushing towards something that she could not explain. The feeling kept intensifying with each stroke and it scared her. She felt as if her body was going to explode. She opened her eyes to ask him what was wrong and did not see the warrior who had kidnapped her. Instead she saw someone else entirely. His eyes, which were often hard, were now soft and caring as he looked down at her.
Then, she climaxed. The sensation was so incredible as it overtook her that the scream stayed lodged in her throat. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body and still he would not stop. It was only after the third climax that Kenshin stopped his massage. Kaoru stared at him with confusion, bewilderment, and apprehension.
Kenshin stared back at her with passion.
It had to be a sin for a man to make a woman feel this good, she thought. She also knew that he posed a greater threat to her than any Masayo ever could. All he had to do was touch her or look at her with those eyes and she would do what ever he commanded.
That was dangerous. He was dangerous.
****** ****** ******* ******** ******* ****** ****** ******** ******* ******
Chapter 3
**** **** ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** ***** ***** ***** ***** *****
The sun had begun to rise in the sky casting a surreal golden glow when the Battousai and his Kaoru finally reached their location. They had come to a beach where a small wooden boat was waiting on the soft brown sand. The grains of sand reflected the sun's light brilliantly as it looked as if the beach was covered with thousands of tiny diamonds. Kaoru's pace had been fast to keep up with the handsome warrior who led the way. Now her leg muscles were so sore and stiff that she silently prayed that she would be able to lift her legs once she made it to the boat.
She had refused to ask him to stop for her. She didn't want him to think her weak. To be truthful, she had been a little afraid to ask him to stop for fear that he would once again start another session of what they had previously shared. Their intimate encounter had completely dominated all of her other thoughts. When she should have been devising a plan to escape, her mind kept wandering back to his heated kisses that melted her resolve and the smothering looks in his eyes when he had told her that she belonged to him.
Kaoru's heart beat faster just thinking about his eyes and she suddenly became hot. She fanned herself absentmindedly and then immediately turned red when she realized what she was doing. She stole a look at the Battousai to see if he had noticed and quickly sighed with relief when she saw him still facing forward as they continued to walk.
Was this part of his plan? Did he kiss her like that to only confuse her so she wouldn't run away? Kaoru spared another glance at the long haired warrior before her and studied him. When the first rays of sun had shimmered down upon the new day she could see him clearly.
Her breath caught when the light of day showed her the true color of his hair. The golden rays of the sun cast a beautiful halo around his beautiful silken red hair. She had never seen hair so beautiful before, especially on a man. His hair looked like fine spun silk. She felt herself reach out to touch a lock of it when she caught herself again and immediately cast her eyes downward trying to burn the image from her mind.
She looked up at him again and noticed that she and he were basically the same height. The large clothes of a Samurai warrior that he wore concealed his true form. When he had molded her body to his while he kissed her that night she had felt unleashed restrained power. She had felt a well toned and muscular body that held her as if she were no more than a child. It excited her somewhat to know that this Samurai warrior was holding so much back. What was he hiding? Could she make him loose control and show her all of his inner secrets and desires?
STOP THAT! She yelled at herself mentally. Do not do this. What are you doing? Don't fall for HIM. He's a cold blooded killer. You better not be falling for him Kaoru! She yelled to herself.
Kenshin Himura, the Hittokiri Battousai silently remembered back to their interlude in the dark as well. He had every intention of bedding the beautiful young woman who walked behind him lost in her own thoughts as well. When he had kissed her he felt himself loose control. That was something that he never did. He had never been so consumed with ecstasy and a passion so raw that it blinded him. All of his senses had been focused on her. All of his senses had been attuned to her. Senses that he used for battle to track his opponents and targets were now solely focused on her. It had unnerved him a little bit, how he almost lost total control like that.
He would have to be careful. Maybe it was because he had never had a virgin before? Was that it? He had been with many women to ease the tension sexual frustration brings but it has never been like this? What was going on? What was wrong with him?
When they reached the boat Kenshin pushed it towards the beautiful indigo sea and motioned to Kaoru to take his hand so that he could help her board. When she hesitated his eyes narrowed on her thinking that she meant to disobey him again and possibly run.
Kaoru was afraid to meet his golden gaze. Butterflies stirred crazily in her flat stomach as she fought with herself trying to figure out how to tell him that her legs felt as if someone had placed one ton weights on each ankle.
Kenshin still held the boat with one hand as he motioned again to Kaoru with his other hand. When she would still not respond and shyly looked down at her feet avoiding eye contact, he assumed that she had never been on a boat ride before and was apprehensive.
"It's ok, I assure you. It is very safe."
She shook her head slowly and then she looked up at him with those beautiful beguiling eyes. Eyes that awakened something deep within him that he assumed was lost.
Compassion.
Then it hit him. He had made a young woman track at least 20 miles or more into the night over rough forest terrain never once stopping to see if she needed to rest or not. She was probably exhausted. He mentally slapped himself for being so careless and cruel and then stopped himself at the same time.
He was the Battousai. Why should he feel compassion for her? He never felt compassion for anyone. Why should he start now? He looked into her eyes once more and mentally cursed and dragged the boat back onto the beach to sturdy it. He then walked towards her and saw her immediately stiffen as he picked her up into his arms as if she waited nothing at all and placed her into the boat.
He immediately regretted that action because now her soft tender hot body was pressed up against his and his loins screamed in agony. He had to have her and soon, but since she was a virgin he did not wish to rush her, ((yeah right!)) He set her down inside the boat and pushed it into the blue waters and jumped in himself. He took the long wooden ore and began to steer them out into the sea towards an island where he often sought refuge. An island where he would enjoy teaching her the meaning of the word ecstasy.
****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ******
The boat ride wasn't that long but Kaoru's sea sickness made it appear much longer. She threw up almost everything she had eaten the day before which wasn't much. She was so nervous and depressed that she hardly touched her food at her own betrothal celebration. He just watched her out of the corner of his narrow eyes as she embarrassed and humiliated herself. She noticed the cross shaped scar upon his face and made a mental note to herself to ask him how he had gotten it.
Once they arrived on the island, she knew that she could not escape even if she wanted to. Her legs felt like heavy lead and it was a struggle just to keep her eyes open. Kenshin pulled the boat upon the shore and secured it. He then lifted her up out of the boat and seductively let her side down his torso.
Oh Yeah. That woke her up. There would definitely be no sleeping now.
Once Kaoru had completed her sensual descend and had landed on her feet into the soft sand she was eye level with the Battousai. His eyes were on fire again and she could have sworn she was melting under their intense gaze. He stared at her lips as if he were going to kiss her and when she leaned into him waiting for the promise of pleasure that his tongue would give her, he released her and walked away.
Kaoru stood there dumbfounded in a daze. She had wanted that kiss so bad.
Kenshin had been fighting with himself when he had lifted her out of the boat. His mind was working overtime with images of her body lying beneath him as he brought her to climax after climax. He instantly became rock hard. When he let her slide down his body he debated whether or not to take her then and there on the sand, but decided against it. It was her first time and even he would not be that cruel.
It took everything he had to release her and walk away. Time for that would come eventually. Right now she needed rest.
***** ****** ****** ****** ******* ******** ****** ******* ******* *******
"She's MISSING!!!" screamed Masayo to one of his most loyal male subjects. Women were not allowed to be servants. Most of the young women servants he had previously were found dead, beaten to death and often their mangled bodies had been slashed by sharp objects.
"Yes, m'lord. Her bedding was empty but there doesn't appear to be signs of a struggle, although we did find this letter," he stated as he presented the unsealed letter to Masayo.
"Also, m'lord, we have found that the three warriors who were guarding her were slain as well.
Masayo snatched the letter from the servant and quickly opened it. His eyes widened as he continued to read. When he had finished, he balled the letter up in his hands and a look of pure contempt and evil crossed his rugged features. It was a letter from the imperialists. He was being taught a lesson for tricking them the last time. The letter stated that next time it would be him.
Masayo screamed in rage. How dare they take the young woman! She was by far the most beautiful maiden there and he wanted her. In fact he had wanted her ever since she had come of age. He had asked her father when he was alive for her hand in marriage, but the stupid fool always rejected him, stating that he wanted a younger man for his daughter. She already had a father and did not need a second.
Masayo had even tried to stop the students from attending the dojo where the man taught the Kamiya style of sword fighting but to no avail, he could not break the man. When the girl's uncle became her guardian, he knew instantly how weak the man was. He could easily persuade the greedy man into giving her up for marriage to him. He had learned of the man's weakness in gambling and had set him up to loose far more money than he could have ever thought possible. Then when everyone started calling in their debts to him, he had approached him one night.
He then persuaded the retched man to give him Kaoru's hand in marriage in exchange for wealth to pay off his gambling debts. He even stated to him that he would have some left over for himself. The man had eagerly agreed. Some time after their meeting, Kaoru was brought to his mansion. It took everything he had to not take her then and there, but he would wait until the wedding ceremony. He wondered what her beautiful face would like twisted in pain as he had his way with her over and over again. The prospect excited him more than anything.
Now she was taken away from him by the Imperialists? No!!! They will pay for this. They could have taken anything they wanted except her. He should be grateful that they did not end his life, but that didn't matter. He knew that she was still alive. No man in their right or twisted mind would kill a beauty such as her.
"GET ME THE TRACKERS!" He yelled at the servant.
"Tell them to hunt her and who ever took her. I'll even double the bounty if they find them within a week. STRESS to them that I want the girl unharmed and her captives alive."
"Yes m'lord," the servant stated as he quickly backed out of the room while bowing.
Masayo silently prayed that her captives had not taken advantage of the girl. He wanted to do that.
The girl's uncle then entered the room out of breath with a look of terror upon his face. Probably frightened that I won't honor our bargain since she is missing, Masayo thought.
"Where..is my niece?" He asked.
"Your niece is missing. She has been taken away in the night by some associates of mind. We had a little disagreement and they took her as a means to teach me a lesson."
"What?!! You have to find her, you must," he stated frantically.
"I will find her, but your niece is a very beautiful woman and I can not guarantee that when we find her she won't be damaged goods. As you know, our agreement was for undamaged goods. If she IS damaged then our contract will be broken."
Her uncle sucked in a sharp breath.
"It will be your fault if our contract is broken! I delivered her to you with her virginity still in tact. It is not my fault that you cannot protect your own mansion!"
At that remark, Masayo quickly stood up and placed his sword through the man's chest. The man's eyes quickly widened in surprise as blood stained his clothes.
"NO ONE INSULTS ME IN MY OWN HOUSE AND LIVES!"
The lifeless body then slumped to the floor and Masayo pulled his sword out and cleaned it on the dead man's clothes.
"Servant!!" He yelled.
A male servant quickly entered the room and a surprised look crossed his features when he saw the dead man sprawled upon the floor.
"Clean up this mess," Masayo ordered nonchalantly.
"Yes m'lord" the servant stated as he dragged the man's body out.
"You're next, who ever you are that took my possession," he stated silently to himself.
******* ******** ******** ******** ******* ******* ****** ******* *********
Kaoru yawned and stretched as awareness seeped into her sleep filled mind. She had had the most peculiar dream. The warrior who had kidnapped her was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. She would have never imagined that the Battousai would be this handsome young man. From the stories she heard, she believed him to be older and more sinister looking. His long red hair was beautiful and his eyes and kisses provoked feelings in her that she could not name. What a wonderful dream, she thought-except for the walking.
She opened her eyes and realized that she was in a small wooden cabin. She sat up in her bedding and looked around. How did I get here? Then it all came flooding back to her. She was not dreaming. The handsome warrior was real. This whole situation that she found herself in was real! Kaoru looked around the cabin which seemed to be composed of three rooms looking for the Battousai.
She tried to stand up on her feet but a sharp spasm hit her in left thigh. The pain was so great that she screamed before she knew it.
After a few moments she heard hurried footsteps reach the cabin and then he was standing before her.
Kaoru was withering in pain as she tried frantically to ease the tightened muscle in her thigh. She closed her eyes as the pain increased and screamed again.
Kenshin heard her screams as he stood outside the cabin trying to clear his mind. He immediately ran for her and when he saw her he instantly knew that she was suffering from a spasm in her leg. He immediately dropped before her and turned her on her back and raised her kimono to get to her thigh. His hard calloused hands gently kneaded her soft creamy thigh trying to loosen up her muscles. The moment he touched her thigh it awakened a desire so strong within him that it blinded him. Just knowing that his hands were on her thigh so close to her womanly core excited him.
The moment he started kneading her thigh, Kaoru knew she was in trouble. She closed her eyes, while he kneaded away the pain which quickly turned into pleasure. Her breathing became rapid and she arched her body up to him offering more.
Kenshin's continued to knead her thigh and then his hands went up further as he continued to knead. He reached the junction of where her thighs ended and continued to massage.
He then placed his hand over her most intimate part and massaged. Kaoru took in an excited breath. She should not let him do that, but she could not stop herself. ((Like you would.)
Kenshin then masterfully loved her while watching her face fill with pleasure. Kenshin then dipped his head towards Kaoru and took her sweet pliant mouth with a heated kiss. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck and she gasped in pleasure into his mouth. Her breathing became harsh as he continued.
Kaoru felt as if she were going to explode. The sensations that he was inflaming within her were absolutely beyond words.
She felt her toes curl at the sensations.
Kaoru felt as if she were quickly rushing towards something that she could not explain. The feeling kept intensifying with each stroke and it scared her. She felt as if her body was going to explode. She opened her eyes to ask him what was wrong and did not see the warrior who had kidnapped her. Instead she saw someone else entirely. His eyes, which were often hard, were now soft and caring as he looked down at her.
Then, she climaxed. The sensation was so incredible as it overtook her that the scream stayed lodged in her throat. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body and still he would not stop. It was only after the third climax that Kenshin stopped his massage. Kaoru stared at him with confusion, bewilderment, and apprehension.
Kenshin stared back at her with passion.
It had to be a sin for a man to make a woman feel this good, she thought. She also knew that he posed a greater threat to her than any Masayo ever could. All he had to do was touch her or look at her with those eyes and she would do what ever he commanded.
That was dangerous. He was dangerous.
****** ****** ******* ******** ******* ****** ****** ******** ******* ******