Part 2 of 4

Not even HE is oblivious enough to mistake her intentions any longer. Camille. Camille, in my arms, trying to eat me alive. How absolutely unbelievable. He ducks his head in abject humility as hot devotion flares up in his breast. Such beauty, such perfection, can it really be mine? How wonderful!

Her hands still. She senses the change in him. He is giving himself to me. Totally. Completely. He's accepted it at last! She gentles her movements, curves herself against him, loosens her death-grip. What had started as an attack and become a defense is now a mutual seeking of one another.

There are many long moments of individual enjoyment of the other's attributes.

She is very pleased by his firm masculinity, his smell, his taste, his sounds. She already knows he is pretty and now she is learning everything her other four senses can tell her. She thinks maybe this will need MUCH more study and that, now, perhaps, he will allow it. Oh, I certainly hope so! There are certain urgent questions that need answers just as fast as I can manage it!

He is lost in his own sensory overload; the soft firm feel of her, the taste and smell, the intoxicating sounds. Can this really be happening? Now? After a lifetime of loneliness and disappointment, can such a gift be truly within my grasp? Christ, I want her so bad! But not here, not on the beach, certainly not in the sand! He tears his mouth away from hers and convulses around a breath he didn't even know he needed to stay conscious, "Camille! Stop! Please, stop, just for a moment!"

She hears him, doesn't want to obey, but some deep last-ditch-effort sense of civility answers and she does stop… much to her amazement! "What? Oh, Richard! Don't ask me to stop! Anything but that!"

He is drawing in deep breaths, his forehead pressed against hers, "We have to stop… otherwise…"

She groans low and long, "Otherwise… yes! Otherwise! I want otherwise! Right here! Right now!"

He groans in answer, "Please, Camille. Don't make me do it. Not here. Not in public. Please!"

END – part 2