Moaning broke through the silent bedroom waking her. Feeling the sensation between her legs she realized suddenly the guttural sounds of passion were escaping her throat. His beard rubbed coarsely on her inner thighs as he licked fiercely, a different sensation to wake up to all of its own. She had been wrong, seemed he didn't mind the novelty of her flavor. Her breath hitched and she smiled as he brought out a squeal. Feeling him nibble slightly on her tender flesh she groaned placing her fingers through his dark hair, letting him know she was awake.

He couldn't get over the fact that she moaned so loudly even in her sleep. He touched her and her legs began to open. The way she responded to his touch drove him crazy, wanting her even more. His tongue extended as far as it could inside her, as she moaned loudly tugging at the sheets beside her. He widened her thighs the bridge of his nose bumping furiously against her clit as he ate. A small shudder shook her body as she came, her voice filling up the large room with his name. Licking the wetness from her thighs, he smiled that ache within him finally satisfied.

"Good morning." Crawling over her he looked down to her face, a beautiful euphoric expression through her mass of messy curls.

"Uhh huh." She muttered her body and mind whirling, still unable to form a sentence, as her exhausted breathing began to steady.

"I know you were still sleeping but I couldn't help myself. You laying there... just you... I guess. I made a bet with myself that if you stayed the night I wouldn't touch you, I couldn't touch you. But as soon as the sun was up your ass was free game. It's been killing me all night."

Looking at the watch that encircled his wrist. "4:45?" She questioned with a smile.

"Hey close enough." The sun had not yet risen completely, the soft purple glow lingered on the edges of the sky. The promise of a sunrise, he had decided was just as good.

"What if I would have said no?" She asked rolling her palms over his shoulders as he crouched over her. She knew of course this wasn't very likely.

"Then I would have had to reevaluate the situation."

"Sounds like that could have been fun." Her hands smoothing over the soft grey silk that covered his ass, dipping slightly beneath the waistband to feel his skin against hers.

"Just wait." He said beginning to unbutton his grey silk shirt she wore. The night before the glowing color of her skin underneath the bedside lamps had driven him crazy. Placing the top of his pajamas over her, he had buttoned each button to the neck hoping to get some reprieve. As soon as his fingers left from shirt she began to undo each one slowly, her eyes daring him wickedly. His fingers followed above her closing every one again. Finally giving up she allowed him to hide away every inch of her. "I didn't know you were such a prude." She huffed a crooked grin tugging on her lips.

"Oh he would show her exactly how much of a prude he was."

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She stood by the bedside and smiled. After two days their bodies had been worn out. He was sleeping deeply, probably the first time he had done so in years. The white sheets barely covering his golden skin. He was beautiful, she had always thought so, the way he played between both the masculine and feminine had excited her, but sometimes she swore she could see glimpses of his soul naked without a wall and that is what she found most appealing. She smoothed the palm of her hand over his skin feeling the muscles underneath, and pulled the sheet over his strong shoulders. Kissing her finger to his lips she began to walk out through the dark room. Suddenly she felt hands grab for her and she let out a soft yelp as he tucked her back under the covers with him. The slippery gold of her dress cool against his skin.

"You know it's very hard to let you leave in that dress." His hands began to slide the hem up her creamy thighs.

"My store hasn't been open for days." She smiled trying to make her case. But he knew as well as she did that it was worth having lost those two days of sales. Maybe she'd have to let the heating bill slide this month as autumn cooled, but the memory of his body as it moved over hers was plenty enough to keep her warm. "Besides you left me nothing else to wear."

"You could always wear something of mine." Watching her a few days ago try on his clothes had got him off so completely. The gentle feminine curve of her hips and breast underneath the fabric he once wore was intoxicating.

"Please, my ass barely fit into those pants."

"Yes." He purred in her ear.

She could still feel the dull ache of the bruise that he had left on her. For the 4th time it seemed in the past 48 hours he had bent her over a random piece of furniture desk, couch, bed, this time it was a table. As he plowed into her deeply she screamed in pleasure throwing herself forward. "Fuck."He moaned at the volume and tone of her voice bringing him to the edge and bit her ass so hard his teeth marks would on her skin for days. The gentle hum left by the memory of him pounding inside her would also be there.

His fingers smoothed over the bite mark causing a slight sting of pain. "Oww." She hissed into her shoulder.

He had wanted to brand her. To let her know that she belonged to him though he knew it wasn't permanent, it made him smile as the raised edges against her smooth flesh made the sensation underneath his fingertips. "It's not that bad." He cooed soothing her. "Besides you know you liked it."

This was more truth than he could understand. Every time her bit or nibbled it had done something to her. Just the mere thought of the rawness of his teeth as they sank into her had brought more pleasure to her than any other man she had been with. Taking in a deep breath she smiled against him, "I gotta go."

"But you ain't got no panties on." He giggled.

"Well, where are they?"

He shrugged his shoulders, honestly he couldn't say. They had left his hotel suite in a little better shape than they had left her apartment, but it was still ransacked. He would have plenty of questions from Bosco who he was sure had heard them on more than one occasion. "How you gettin' home?" He asked snidely as if this would stop her from leaving.

"I already called a cab. I am sure they are waiting downstairs. I gotta go." She kissed him and tried but failed to wiggle free.

"They'd call if they were here. Don't go yet." His hands traveled down between her thighs and as if his hands knew the secret password they opened to him instantly. He pet the soft dark fur as he felt her body writhe against him. No matter how much exploring he had done over the last few days her body was still a mystery. He knew he found a few secrets, but she had more and he wanted to know and own them all. Turning to face him as his fingers moved inside her, she gasped quietly in his ear as he began to bang more forcefully inside her. The little sliver she wore nothing more than a pool of fabric around her waist.

Pushing him on his back she took him inside of her. Whipping her body fast and feverishly on top of his, pelvis thrusting so hard against his as she circled quickly. Grabbing the headboard she steadied herself but did not change her speed. Watching as she moved, sweat begin to form on her chest, glistening in the hollow of her collarbone. Athina looked wild and dangerous as she bucked against him. His hands steadied around her hips trying in vain to slow her rhythm, instead it only allowed him to feel the motion of her body as she moved quickly. Her dark tendrils bounced and she smiled dangerously through her curls. She was quite aware that he couldn't last much longer at the pace she was going. He tried to hold on as long as he could but watching her body, feeling himself inside of her, was growing too much to hold back. With an exasperated grunt the top layer of his skin tingled as he filled her. He smiled as she finally slowed her body above his. Their sweat mingling as they kissed roughly.

Suddenly out of the muffled silence came a blaring ring of the phone next to his nightstand. Instinctively she picked it up with a hoarse hello. He watched her as she spoke. Her dark hair falling around her covering her shoulders. She smiled cheerfully as she spoke. Her customer service side so sweet and unassuming. The caller on the other end having no clue she still straddled him beneath her. He reached out to touch a breast and she smacked his hand away.

"I'll be right down. Thank you." Hanging up the phone her breast traveled over him lightly.

"Well that's just not fair." He moaned his hand unsuccessfully grasping for her.

She hopped off, some of him spilling from her thigh onto his stomach. She crawled over his body licking up the mess with her tongue, and bringing it into her mouth with a quick swallow. Darting back out her tongue she began gliding it gently over the ripples of his abdomen, caressing the curves of his ribs as she continued. Her breast teasing as they always were, pressed lightly against his spent cock. He watched her intensely her eyes closed seductively as she continued to lick. Her tongue making its way up his body. Finally meeting his neck she stopped. He waited in anticipation for her lips to press against his, but all that was received was a stagnant kiss on the cheek. She once again hopped off the bed and fixed her dress. "You can't go yet." He smiled from the bed.

"Quit whining." She looked down to him as he lay his arms tucked behind his head.

"No. Look." He pointed to the dress she wore, and gave a chuckle.

The delicate metal fabric had not made it through this last round on the bed. She had tried halfheartedly a few times before to leave, all ending as this attempt had but the dress this time decided it had had enough. A seam had split giving the perfect view of his black and blue handy work on her round ass.

"Take my coat. You always do anyway."

She looked at him as he lay propped up on pillows refusing to even move from the bed. He looked content and that made her happy. Throwing the coat over herself. She kissed him one last time, licking the mole on the side of his cheek. "I love you in me." She said breathlessly and tore herself from his arms. The cabby had already been waiting at least 10 minutes, and she was a little concerned about the price of a running meter.

Bosco watched her as she clamored out of the hotel suite. He hadn't seen them for days and only started to get worried when room service stopped. "Good to see you again Ms. Hotpants. Is he still alive in there?" He questioned from his counter.

"Oh yeah, definitely." She smiled lacing up her heels quickly and rushing to the elevator. "Have a good day." She waved from the closing doors.

"I would say you too but it looks like you already did." He mumbled to himself with a laugh. Waiting till the elevator door closed and he could hear the lift move, he picked up the phone and called Kid's room.

"Yeah." His voice deep and raspy on the other end.

"Hey man we hadn't seen you in a few days. You alright?" Bosco laughed.

"Definitely." He smiled and hung up the phone.

Bosco chuckled as he put down the receiver, their answers had been exactly the same.

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How Is It Now That I Am So Softly Awakened

I hear only the susurration of intimate leaves;
The stealthy gliding of branches upon slow air.
I see only the point of your chin in sunlight;
And the sinister blue of sunlight on your hair.
The sunlight settles downward upon us in silence.
Now we thrust up through grass blades and encounter,
Pushing white hands amid the green.
Your face flowers whitely among cold leaves.
Soil clings to you, bark falls from you,
You rouse and stretch upward, exhaling earth, inhaling sky,
I touch you, and we drift off together like moons.
Earth dips from under.
We are alone in an immensity of sunlight,
Specks in an infinite golden radiance,
Whirled and tossed upon silent cataracts and torrents.
Give me your hand darling! We float downward.

Conrad Potter Aiken