along his neck.
His fingers flexed against her back as i ntense sensations gripped him, sending heat to his throbbing shaft. Needing only a swift movement to land her in his arms, he strained her shivering body against him. He kissed a heated path from her jaw, over her throbbing carotid and down to her ample cleavage. Clutching her shirt in his fist, he listened as it tore, scattering the buttons on the floor.
Ascher carried her to the bedroom, her legs coiling around his waist. They were both lost in an aggressive, relentless locking of their lips. He lowered her to the bed, ripping the shirt from his shuddering form.
M oonlight flickered off his amulet, reflecting red sparkles against her warm complexion. He sighed with frustration as he channeled thoughts about his necklace. He constantly heard her questions about his eating habits and strange eyes, via her curious brain.
* * * *
The breath caught in Shauna’s chest, the low light of the moon glimmering off a strange necklace around his neck. Its triangular shape held a brilliant round ruby inside a white metal setting. It was mesmerizing and dazzling. She ran her fingertips along its smooth lines, curious about its significance. “That’s a pretty charm.”
“It’s a family heirloom. My brothers and I all have them.”
Observing his reluctance and unwillingness to discuss the bauble, she decided to drop it, rather than upset him. His unblemished skin was extraordinary, given its pale appearance. She expected freckles or a childhood scar, anything to mark his past. The absence of markings made his skin seem even more unusual.
C hildhood gave her many physical mementos to carry into adulthood. Endowed with a tomboy heart, she’d fallen out of trees, been catapulted from her bike and skinned her knees more times than she cared to remember. Did he not do any of those things as a child?
She kissed and curved her hands along his quivering, tightly muscled stomach and its thin trail of dark baby soft hair. The happy trail disappeared under his black slacks. She didn't need to see his eyes to know that he wanted her. The spike in his heart rate and tight hold on her back affirmed his desire. Curiosity gripped her, as she wondered what his naked body looked like. Her eyes widened and a trembling hand cupped the massive bulge in his pants. This can’t be right. Maybe he has socks stuffed in there. There’s no way all of this is just him.
F ascinated, Shauna’s breaths quickened with anticipation. She had to see it. Touch it. Hold it in her hand. Only then would the experience be real. Reaching down and unzipping his pants, she attempted to free him, needing a closer look.
* * * *
Ascher groaned, “Shauna no—we can’t…not right now.”
“ And why not? Why are you stopping me? Don’t you want me?”
N arrowing his eyes to conceal the crimson blazing in his stare, he half glanced at her. “Baby, my wanting you is not a good enough reason for us to do it. Your first time is such a big deal, and I want you to be sure. Your virginity is precious. Once it’s gone, you can’t get it back.” He could attest to the truth of his last statement, as losing his virginity to Ursula was one of the biggest mistakes he’d ever made. Meeting Shauna only deepened his torment.
The heat exited his body a nd the crimson left his eyesight. Taking several shallow breaths helped to return his eyes to their normal pale shade. Fully glancing at her, the sight of her teary eyes alarmed him. “Hey. What’s wrong? Did I say something to upset you?”
“No.”
“Why are you crying, if you aren’t upset?”
“I feel like you don’t want me. I’m grateful that you ’re considering my feelings, but I really want you. I’m curious about the odd feelings I get when you’re this close to me. How can you stop yourself so easily? Am I so repulsive that you don’t want to make love to me?”
“Shauna.” He placed her hand over the throbbing bulge in his pants. “
His fingers flexed against her back as i ntense sensations gripped him, sending heat to his throbbing shaft. Needing only a swift movement to land her in his arms, he strained her shivering body against him. He kissed a heated path from her jaw, over her throbbing carotid and down to her ample cleavage. Clutching her shirt in his fist, he listened as it tore, scattering the buttons on the floor.
Ascher carried her to the bedroom, her legs coiling around his waist. They were both lost in an aggressive, relentless locking of their lips. He lowered her to the bed, ripping the shirt from his shuddering form.
M oonlight flickered off his amulet, reflecting red sparkles against her warm complexion. He sighed with frustration as he channeled thoughts about his necklace. He constantly heard her questions about his eating habits and strange eyes, via her curious brain.
* * * *
The breath caught in Shauna’s chest, the low light of the moon glimmering off a strange necklace around his neck. Its triangular shape held a brilliant round ruby inside a white metal setting. It was mesmerizing and dazzling. She ran her fingertips along its smooth lines, curious about its significance. “That’s a pretty charm.”
“It’s a family heirloom. My brothers and I all have them.”
Observing his reluctance and unwillingness to discuss the bauble, she decided to drop it, rather than upset him. His unblemished skin was extraordinary, given its pale appearance. She expected freckles or a childhood scar, anything to mark his past. The absence of markings made his skin seem even more unusual.
C hildhood gave her many physical mementos to carry into adulthood. Endowed with a tomboy heart, she’d fallen out of trees, been catapulted from her bike and skinned her knees more times than she cared to remember. Did he not do any of those things as a child?
She kissed and curved her hands along his quivering, tightly muscled stomach and its thin trail of dark baby soft hair. The happy trail disappeared under his black slacks. She didn't need to see his eyes to know that he wanted her. The spike in his heart rate and tight hold on her back affirmed his desire. Curiosity gripped her, as she wondered what his naked body looked like. Her eyes widened and a trembling hand cupped the massive bulge in his pants. This can’t be right. Maybe he has socks stuffed in there. There’s no way all of this is just him.
F ascinated, Shauna’s breaths quickened with anticipation. She had to see it. Touch it. Hold it in her hand. Only then would the experience be real. Reaching down and unzipping his pants, she attempted to free him, needing a closer look.
* * * *
Ascher groaned, “Shauna no—we can’t…not right now.”
“ And why not? Why are you stopping me? Don’t you want me?”
N arrowing his eyes to conceal the crimson blazing in his stare, he half glanced at her. “Baby, my wanting you is not a good enough reason for us to do it. Your first time is such a big deal, and I want you to be sure. Your virginity is precious. Once it’s gone, you can’t get it back.” He could attest to the truth of his last statement, as losing his virginity to Ursula was one of the biggest mistakes he’d ever made. Meeting Shauna only deepened his torment.
The heat exited his body a nd the crimson left his eyesight. Taking several shallow breaths helped to return his eyes to their normal pale shade. Fully glancing at her, the sight of her teary eyes alarmed him. “Hey. What’s wrong? Did I say something to upset you?”
“No.”
“Why are you crying, if you aren’t upset?”
“I feel like you don’t want me. I’m grateful that you ’re considering my feelings, but I really want you. I’m curious about the odd feelings I get when you’re this close to me. How can you stop yourself so easily? Am I so repulsive that you don’t want to make love to me?”
“Shauna.” He placed her hand over the throbbing bulge in his pants. “
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