This was the special spot that she always came to when she needed to get away and be by herself to reflect upon life and love or the universe as a whole. The rivers edge at sunset always appealed to each of her senses and gave her a peace that pervaded body and spirit. Spreading a blanket on the ground she lay back and stared at the first stars of the evening that periodically dotted the darkening sky. Feeling alone but at peace with her surroundings as she listened to the sounds of night emerging.

What she did not expect was to have her space invaded. The sound of someone approaching made her spring to her feet, flutters of apprehension settled in the pit of her stomach, as the light was not quite enough to make out who was walking towards her. When the male voice spoke out assuring her he meant no harm she moved to place one of the boulders on the edge of the river between them just in case. His voice was low and soothing, his movements non-threatening. When he got close enough for her to take a good look at him there was something in his eyes that she found very comforting. Always one to trust her instincts, inwardly she knew this man was no threat to her. Moving a bit closer she made the appropriate introductions and question him as to why he was in this place that she felt was her own private sanctuary.

There was something about the way he described living in a big city and feeling the need to get out and explore the countryside, commune with nature and feel the freedom offered by the woods and river, She understood that feeling well and encouraged him to join her on her blanket by the rivers edge.

She listens to him explain the details of his pressing business, found herself mesmerized by the soft deep timbre of his voice. Her mind worked overtime to try and correlate the technical facts he was giving, all the while the inner woman was dealing with a surfeit of emotions cause by this man.

As they sat on the blanket, he would casually reach out and it looked as if he caressed the ground when his hand came near enough to touch it. There was an energy there that she felt when she came to this place and each subsequent touch confirmed that he felt the power held in this magical place. At one point she leaned back on her elbow and slipped a bit. He reached out to cup her elbow too assist her. She felt the same powerful jolt in his touch that she had felt when first discovering this small section of paradise. As if he were a part of this place, part of the magic.

Her love of nature had brought her here, but in the setting sun the world seem to take on a mystical haze and he fit into the part as if born to it. His voice intrigued her with the strong unusual accent; his eyes took on a luminescent quality as though he was gazing into the past when he spoke.
To test her theory about his touch, she changed positions, turning to reach her hand out to his for assistance. Him being the perfect gentleman unquestioningly extended his hand in aid. Even prepared for it she was still surprised at the power that seems to flow from his touch. Energy raw and hot coursed through her body. There was a mental stimulation as well as sexual undertone. Glad of the dimming light to hide the fact that her nipples were bud hard underneath her dress, she could also feel a pulse throbbing deep in her nether regions, a sensual anticipation that has been missing in her life for a very long time.

She could tell by the covert looks he was giving her that he too found her worthy of a second glance. This pleased her and in a few moves as old as the female race she had more of his attention on her. A bend here to show a bit more cleavage, a twist there to show more leg, a toss of the head to throw her hair off of her neck and out of the way. For reasons she could not explain, she was compelled to use every weapon of temptation at her disposal to encourage this mans attentions.

It was more like a vague image of him in the fading light, though she could see the smile on his face as his eyes roamed the length of her. She was wearing ivory colored silk and could see the approval in his look. She knew that she always wanted to see that when he looked at her.

She came up on her knees and reached out for him, coming to face her in the same position in the center of the blanket. Him on his knees and her on hers, face to face, close but not quite touching. Closing her eyes as his hand runs up her arm, but open them again as his other hand slides around her neck to brush her hair back. His eyes meet hers and the hunger there echoes loudly. Her body seems drawn to him as if he is physically pulling her his direction. Lips touch hers, but very briefly, warm breath caresses her cheek and slides down to her neck. Instinctively she arches towards him, head falling back to expose more of her neck, at the same time bring his chest closer. Blazing a path down her neck and across her shoulder, his hands slide down the straps of her dress. Kisses seem to gain in urgency as they move across to the other shoulder, up her neck and back to her lips again. As if moving to a choreographed dance, She let her movements mimic his. Sliding his shirt off of his shoulders and letting her lips trace the same path his had taken. She feels his words as he speaks softly to her, wonderfully romantic, warmly erotic, words that she has longed to hear. Pushing her onto her back as he slides the dress down her hips and off, kissing each of her knees before finishing the task of ridding her of undergarments.

Then his hands are everywhere. Stroking her legs, thighs, hips and breast. She wants to caress him in the same manner but he snatches the very thought right out of her mind by leaning down and kissing her breast. Tongue brushes over one nipple, and she feels she will die from the exquisite torment. When he begins to suckle, she squeezes her eyes shut and makes a sound much like a whimper.

Her stomach is very sensitive to his touch and then he moves lower. Pleasure pulses through her at the thought of what he is going to do, and then he reaches the juncture of her thighs. Gently spreading them apart, he continued and soon she is too caught up in the rush of ecstasy his mouth and tongue evoked to be rational.

He made love to her in ways she’d never, ever imagined possible. She could not make herself stop arching up against him as his tongue works its magic through the folds of her most intimate flesh. She raises her knees and cries out when she feels herself tighten in the anticipation. He can’t wait any longer to be inside of her. He kneels between her thighs, Lifts her hips and enters her with one very powerful thrust. She can see in his face that he is trying to be gentle, but the threads of control have almost deserted him. She does not want him to hold anything back and she wants it to last all night. She won’t let him slow down though. Driving him on with cries and passionate kisses. Nails digging into his back pulling him ever deeper in her, Her orgasm forces his own, every muscle inside of her spasms around him as he burst hotly inside of her. The sheer force makes her tremble all over with burning desire. She looks up into his eyes as their mutual orgasm joins them. The wicked gleam in his eyes shows her, more than words, that even though she can feel the orgasm start to ebb, they are far from finished.

He leans deep into her and use the leverage of the ground to roll over on his back, bring her with him, never withdrawing from the depth, buried in the hot center of her core. Keeping her hips very still while she uses every muscle inside her to grip and squeeze around him. The intense edge and driving need have been temporarily sated. In this position she lays forward keeping him inside of her and feels him arms come around to hold her tightly to him. A glow of satisfaction envelopes them both, seeming to ward the chill off the descending night.

Snuggled close they talk for what seems like hours until the damp chill forces them to clothe themselves. He built a small campfire and stayed the rest of the night just talking, caressing and sharing each other’s thoughts, dreams and ambitions. They were still awake as the sun started to rise and arm in arm they watched the magnificent sparkle of colors bursting from the dawn. Gathering up their belongings they headed back to their vehicles. He reaches out his hand to her and says in a soft deep voice, “Will you join me My Lady to see where this journey of passion will lead us?” Willingly she puts her hand in his to the start of a new adventure.

04/2001

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