Alexander looks at Verila underneath him. Her chest heaves up and down under her lacey black bra. Her dark grey lips are shining under the flicker of orange candle light. With each hazy shallow breathe her lips look like morning dew and Alexander wants to lean further down.
Alexander gasps her right wrist and places it over her head. His fingers move into her hand until they grab eachothers hands tighter and tighter.
Verila moans lightly as Alexander leans deeper into her. Alexandrer can feel his chest push into her soft chest under him. The closer he gets the more he can feel their breathe meld into eachother. His lips hover over hers as his nose gently rests on the side of Verila's. The closer they got the more the warmth from their bodies spread over the sheets.
Alexander can only compare his feelings right now to a hunger. An unsatiable desire to be as close to her as possible and to have her for himself.
Alexander takes his left hand and places it on Verila's side. He runs his fingers up her muscular frame, feeling the parts of her back and stomach that is scarred from years of fighting. His fingers slowly make their way to her chest and he can really feel her then. He doesn't just imagine her soft chest spilling out of his large hands but he can hear her soft moans as he squeezes.
It doesn't just feel like a pillow, it's springier and fights his fingers as he massages her chest. With each subtle movement Verila moans. Alexander begins kissing her slowly and softly. He focuses on every movement of his lips and hands. His lips start gently on her cheeks. He trails them slowly from the outline of her lips to the edge of her jaw. Then at the base of her ears. Alexander can feel Verila squirm under him as the warmness of his lips gently touches her long sensitive ears. Verila's ears twitch sending shockwaves down her spine and wetting her lower region.
He bites her ear gently before kissing down her neck to the valley between her beautiful long neck and her tone shoulders. He sinks his teeth into her not sure what to do between his lust and budding hunger to have her. He's gentle with every outburst of emotion and Verila bends to Alexander's care and affection.
Alexander lowers himself further onto her body. He bends over her spreading his wide back to wrap himself around Verila. He looks like a large animal about to devour his willing prey. As Alexander shifts his body to kiss her and touch her body fuller, she feels his weight further and further and he can feel her completely.
Alexander feels her body with every inch of himself. His member gets larger and larger until it's pressing into her stomach and private place. With ever pulse of blood flowing away from his brain he finds another thought of her lingering. He feels lost in the thought and sensation of her and with each passing second he drowns in the grey fog her body becomes.
He presses his knee inbetween her legs spreading her legs open. She spreads them willingly from there and he can feel the warmth building between them.
Alexander finds her lips again and kisses her faster and deeper. His right hand leaves Verila's and find's her long black hair. He runs his finger into it finding her scalp. He gently pulls on her hair. Every subtle movement of affection dominating her form.
He removes his wet lips from her's they tasted like mint and earl grey tea. She was sweet and refreshing and he curses himself for leaving them even for a moment to taste more of her.
"Can I touch you?" Alexander asks.
Through her ragged tired breathes from Alexander moving her however he pleased, she nods her head softly yes.
Alexander takes the back of Verila's neck with his large pale hand and brings her up to him. For a moment his wide white smile sends a shiver down her arms and legs. An overflowing happiness for a single yes. Alexander looks into her deep black eyes and takes her lips once more.
Alexander holds her effortlessly as he gently rubs his knee on the warm wet spot that was forming on her panties. He can feel it spread her warmth across his thigh and begged to feel it with his fingers.
Slowly he slid his hands down from her chest and down her stomach until finding the gap in her panties. His fingers parted the space between the fabric and herself like a wind cuts through land and trees. His long thick fingers from years of sword play dextrously spread her lips and felt the gushing waters of desire and lust. Every moment felt like forever as his forefinger swirled the most sensitive parts of her.
Every movement of his finger correlates to a movement of her body. Her legs as they squirm against his thigh and hand with every subtle movement of his fingers. Verila begins to claw at his back with her nails as his fingers find the tempo and speed she likes the most. Her moans are all he can hear between the dance their lips play as he explores her body.
Alexander can feel Verila's heat. The hotter it gets the more he feels pressure building in his member as it presses into the hem of his pants and she can too as her legs wrap tighter around Alexander. His hard member becomes this caged animal as he fights the warmth of her kisses and the delicate touch of his fingers down on her lips. They circle tightly around her sensitive spot until he can hear her moans get tighter and louder.
Over and over again she moans more and more. Alexander hears her squeels in his ears as they escape from their continuous kisses. Their tongues dance within eachother's mouths as they grow more feverish with their desire and the closer Verila gets the louder it becomes.
Verila's thin sharp hands grip into Alexander's wide muscular back sending slight pain down him as she braces for ecstacy. He circles his finger over and over until she comes. Electricity pours down her body as blood rushes from her brain and she moans in pleasure. Her whole body shakes as Alexander slows down from his touching and releases her from the torment of pleasure.
Verila's grip losens and she pants gently underneath Alexander.
"You are absolutely beautiful under me." He gently kisses her lips not bothering to comment on the blush that fills her face with the sexually charged compliment.
Alexander can still feel his large member press into the hem of his pants. A constant force. Except he lays down beside Verila as she comes down from her high of pleasure.
Alexander breathes proud that for a first time he was able to make a woman come like that. He has read plenty but nothing compares to practice. Alexander closes his eyes thinking of everything that has just happened and wonders if he can do it again. Oblivous to his own pleasure and to Verila stirring besides him.
Verila places a hand onto his chest forcing Alexander to open his eyes. Verila takes off her bra in front of him, she unlatches the bra with one hand and flings it off to the right. Verila isn't done with him yet. Her large chest spills from her bra and he can really see their size. They are the size of melons sitting over her toned abs. Her stomach has small scars from knives, swords and arrows over the years; before she was better at her magic.
Alexander isn't thinking much about that.
"Wow.. You are divine. V.. I want you." Alexander's words are soft and sure. His low voice breaks into Verila's ears like a siren call.
A call she can't full answer.
Verila smiles wide and puts a finger to his lips. She reaches down to his shirt and rips it off of him. She tears the fabric down Alexander's chest and to his sides. She slowly puts his chest on him and drags it down to his pants. Alexander feels the heat of her chest surround his member and it drains his sanity. All he can think about is her touching him now. Her face sits right above his lower region looking up at him with her big black seducing eyes. She smiles and her long fingers find the hem of his pants and runs along the front until she feels his hard member on the side of her fingers.
Verila gently pulls down his pants to reveal the absolute size of Alexander. His member sits in front of her face swinging in the air. It lands to his stomach and she grabs it with her hands. One hand sits at the base and the other sits on his shaft.
'God her hands feel so warm.'