[dixie]

Part II

She is taking her usual early morning stroll along the shore, listening to the sounds of the seabirds and humming her own sweet melodies. She has kicked off her slippers and removed her stockings, enjoying the feel of sand beneath her bare feet, the gentle lapping of the salty water against her ankles, already dampening the hem of her light cotton gown. She bunches her skirts up around her thighs and wades out into the surf. She glances around, making certain that she is alone. She splashes water on her arms and neck, and then unties the lacing across the top of her bodice. She slips the gown off her shoulders and splashes more of the salt water upon her breasts, enjoying the cool, refreshing feel against the morning's humidity.

She returns to the shoreline, re-lacing her gown and continuing her walk. Quite a ways further down the beach, her melody stops as suddenly as her steps. Her eyes widen, her mouth agape. It has been weeks since those few passionate moments on the cliffs. She had thought to never see her dark prince again, but by some hand of fate, there he lay! Could her eyes be playing tricks upon her mind? Hys lean figure stretching out upon the sand, an arm lying over hys eyes as if to shield them from the brightening sun.

She makes her way silently across the dunes, the swish of her skirts barely distinguishable against the sound of the surf. She bends over hym quietly, hears hys steady breathing and assumes hy is dozing. She realizes her error as a strong hand shoots out and seizes her wrist. With a surprised gasp she topples over. In an instant hy is on her, pushing her back into the sand. The same wonderful mouth that had wreaked such wonderful havoc upon her body that passionate night was once again crushing her lips, a long leg working its way between her knees. Hy pulls back slightly, allowing her to see the teasing grin playing upon hys lips. Hy leans back in, flicking hys tongue lightly across her lips. Hy playfully nibbles her lower lip before sliding hys tongue inside her mouth to gently caress hers.

Hy unties the bodice lacings, hys fingers grazing her breast, trailing down her stomach. She immediately tries to cover herself, suddenly modest in the shining light of day. Hy opens the halves of her bodice wide, slips one hand in, and with a quick jerk and tug strips away her chemise. Hys hands clamp on her wrists, spreading her arms wide, taking in her stunning beauty and marvelous lushness. Full breasts, high and firm, enough to fill hys hands, those velvety tips. The creamy color of her elegant curving lines where torso tapers to waist then flares to those womanly hips. Hy covers her breast with hys hand, hys palm pressing the taut peak, and hys fingers spreading down the sides. She watches the journey of hys hand down her body, splaying over belly, curving around waist and hips, lining down and up thighs. Hy finally cups her mound with a subtle pressure that causes hungry thrills of sensation. Desire prickles her skin, weights her belly and pulses in her thighs. With one hand hy yanks her legs wide and pushes the damp skirts up to her thighs. Looking into her eyes, hy caresses her. She grits her teeth at the breathless craving hys touch and gaze creates. When a thumb curves up and grazes the tight bud, her whole body reacts with an instinctive stretch of offering.

Hy pulls the gown from her. Lifting her slightly hy spreads it under her torso, also maneuvering hys forgotten waistcoat under her hips, aware of the chafing grains of sand. Hy bends hys head. Hys warm breath mixing with the cool breeze before settling upon her folds. She cries out when hys mouth curves around her, licking her folds deeply and softly. Hy lifts her legs over hys shoulders, using hys fingers to open her a little more, drawing her bud into hys mouth and suckling softly. Hys tongue entering her, probing, savoring, controlling. Hy dominates that pulse at her core, sending flushes of heat cascading through her. She loses control, helpless to the sensations and yearnings trembling through her body. She is riding against hys mouth, twisting and stretching her body. Her hands lock in hys dark hair as she reaches her peak, crying out, moaning, before sinking breathless onto the sand, her body still in tremors from the little aftershocks.

Hy rises to hys feet, pulling to her knees. Hy unfastens hys leather breeches and allows hys cock to spring free. Oh that magnificent instrument of such delicious pleasures! Hy stands patiently, awaiting her reaction. She stares in wonder, a blush forming on her cheeks. Her hesitation is momentary, her curiosity bringing her closer. She reaches out a tentative hand to encircle the width, slowly gliding down the length. She inches forward and flicks her tongue across the tip. So caught up in her exploration that she doesn't notice hys eyes close, hys head tilt back, the sigh escaping hys lips. She takes hym into her mouth, sliding further and further. Hys hips rocking slightly, following her rhythm. Her lips hot, lush, demanding. The slick cavern of her mouth a sensual haven as she welcomes hys cock. With her hungry mouth still upon hym, she turns her eyes up to find hys gaze transfixed upon her, reveling in her touch, in the sight of her movements. Hy breaks free and gently pushes her away. Hy drops to hys knees, toppling them both to the garments stretched out on the sand.

Hy rolls to hys back, bringing her on top of hym. She is caught off guard but only takes a moment to get lost in her desire, sitting taller, bracing her hands upon hys chest. She sets her rhythm slowly, flames building then racing down her veins. She rides harder, then harder still, absorbing each thrust, each deep penetration, welcoming the passion, embracing the fire, drawing it and hym into her. Joining hym in a desire that blots out everything but the astonishing urge to give and take, ascending to a savage peak. Tension grips her tightly as her core ignites, desperately arching, her head back, her long hair grazing hys thighs. One of her own hands reaching up to caress her breast, tugging at the hard tip, hys fingers working magic on the tight bud inside her velvety lips. Ecstasy spreads through her. She cries out, once again breathless, eyes closed as she drifts down from her sensual flight.

With a swift movement she is on her back, hym above her. Hy puts a hand beneath one of her knees and lifts, parting her. She moans, lifting her hips beneath hym, her knee brushing against hys hard cock. She reaches down and guides hym into her, once again impatient for completion, almost unhinged with a deeper wanting that threatens to shatter her. With a hungry sound of appreciation hy presses harder, further, the position hy holds her in ensuring that each slick glide strokes along her bud while also touching deep inside. No thought. No yesterday. No tomorrow. Just the sweet bonding, high-pitched pleasure and piercing, growing need. She grasps hys buttocks and lifts her hips further to absorb hym. Hy withdraws, then thrusts hys cock deeper, foraging even further than before, burying himself deeper, fuller, and heavily within her. She rocks against hym, clutching hys back, burying her moans in hys shoulder. A thread of control snaps above her. He thrusts with a force that shakes them both and she cries out from the startling sensation.

She is caught off guard as hy suddenly shifts again, once more rolling to hys back and then sitting up, lifting her, turning her, settling her onto hys cock, her back against hys chest. Hy takes both breasts in hys hands, her lids lower and her lips part. Hy teases those rosy tips and feels every movement of her body's response. Beautiful sounds of pleasure and need pouring out of her. The rhythmic pressure of her hips and buttocks, the sinuous stretching that begs for more. She once again rides hym with abandon, melting into her final release. She feels her lips curve upwards, satisfaction mingling with glorious satiation.

Hy eases the embrace, separating them, gently guiding her beside hym onto the sand, trailing hys mouth over her neck and shoulders, in awe of the feelings she stirs in hym. She nestles into hys arms, her tumbling mass of hair in wild disarray. With a contented sigh she smiles, her dark prince by her side, dreaming of a lifetime together...