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De Sidere: Chapter 2: Echo of Thought
Trembling fingers cherished her, sliding over her skin like a mapmaker exploring the land, committing each mountain, curve and valley to memory. His hooded gaze was lit from within, a tempestuous fire combusting the normally aurelian hue of his eyes until they shimmered rufescent, becoming almost titian in color. The heat of it scorched her, inflamed her, the effigy of his desire forever cauterized into her consciousness.
Rain leaked through the roof of their rundown shack, wetting their body's like spilled wine dripping from a table's edge. It glistened on their skin as they moved together, each giving and taking what was being offered so freely between them. Over and over, they pushed each other to the brink of passionate madness, pulling back just before their mutual desire could find its culmination.
Words, wanton and loving, passed between them. They moved together as one, both seeking the same end, both reluctant to get there too soon. He could feel her, over him, under him, surrounding him with her purity, filling him with her adoration.
He was being torn in two, his body her willing captive, his heart forever hers. Her touch ripped through his sanity, leaving him free falling into her waiting embrace. Her fingers wove a renewed sense of being into him, recreating the bond they shared into something deeper, stronger, something infinitely more loyal, and intense.
"Love me…?"
The words escaped him, the echo of a thought he'd never dared to ask, a whispered plea that was cut short as their dance of love spiraled out of control, its completion stripping their souls as bare as their bodies.
Her kiss silenced him, grounded him. Her response thundered through him despite its softly uttered declaration, the sound as fierce as the unified beat of their hearts-
"I already do."
A/N:
Many thanks for the lovely reviews you all have sent my way for 'De Sidere', 'Color', and many of my other stories.
I greatly appreciate them all, and I will continue working on new additions for both this as well as for
"The Color of Hope".
Winter has hit full force here, which aggravates my health issues, but I am determined to
write more additions for both stories, and some new ones, too.
Thank you all again- I really hope you enjoy this story.
Your wonderful support and encouragement as well as your kind reviews and PM's give me reason to smile, and I thank you all
for everything you are kind enough to send my way.
Neisha