Whole Again

She beheld him, the lust glinting in her eyes, knowing too well he was a forbidden pleasure. The bonds of restraint seemed to be giving way, its curtails drawing apart. All she could think was desire, all that she could see was his perfection, as he sat there, robed in the finest attire. He was the most delectable of all she had ever tasted.

The sabbatical had taken its toll on her, it was evident from the pallor of her cheeks and the depth of her clavicles. Lord how she had missed him! Nothing more did she want right now than to fulfill her senses with his radiating appeal, to be one with him. He intoxicated her, driving her insane. She had tried to be away, but today she was sapless and so vulnerable to him. And that feeling was something she was eternally willing to give into.

As she approached him, she moistened her lips, the heat of her fervor acutely palpable. He made no protest as she undressed him, taking in his breathtaking beauty with her hungry eyes. Her fingers played with his perfect curves, stroking gently, admiring. She could wait no more, she had waited too long. As she took him in, she moaned with delight. He completed her, and that moment, she was whole again. Ah the joy of savoring fine chocolate after abstinence! ;)

*Image Lips by The Dancing Queen