He moves other hand down the side of her ribs, tickling the sensitive skin as he shifts himself on the bed. He pulls the covers over his back and kisses her deeply. Tongues twist around themselves in a wet dance of desire. Her muscles tighten lower, lower and pressure builds. She can feel his fingers encroach upon the throbbing area between her thighs and her excitement suddenly turns to fear.
He feels her body clinch and her thighs press tightly together as he nears her hips bone.
“Breathe Leena,” he growls.
She takes a loud intake of breath at his request.
“Keep breathing Leena and relax. I promise, I will do everything I can to bring you pleasure,” he says through labored breaths.
“I’ve never done this before,” she admits.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” she pleaded so desperate to feel more.
He slowly moves his hands down her legs lifting behind her knees. After a moment of hesitation, Leena relaxes and brings her legs up while arching her back to adjust to the new position.
He watches her squirm underneath him. He slides his finger between the lace panties and hot skin and unhurriedly pulls them down.
She winces, feeling the material scrape against the goose bumps on her thighs. His hand is sliding back up her leg, taking a path up her inner thigh. She feels him moving closer, closer to the area that is clenched and throbbing. His fingers brush again her sensitive area causing an involuntary spasm in her hips. She thrusts against his fingers begging for more contact.
Encouraged by her response, the Conductor begins to rub tiny circles on her swollen nub. He can feel her relaxing under his touch.
The pressure continued to build as she lay flat, absorbed in the strange sensation her body was experiencing. She feels his finger surge into her and the pressure, the movement pushes her further toward ecstasy. The feeling isn’t painful, it is wonderful as she arches her back when suddenly he shifts and the world swallows her whole. Her body contracts, she holds her breath and feels her entire being clench, release, and fall. Her limbs feel feather light, floating high above her and her head is a mess of distant moans and gargles.
The weight returns too quickly but she refuses to open her eyes. Gently, he rubs her arm, coaxing her from a newly discovered paradise in her mind. Her body begins cascading quickly from the immense feeling of pleasure.
“Leena, are you okay?”
“Yes,” she replies with a lazy smile forming on her lips.
He shifts his body so that he is lying on his back next to her.
“Here,” he says taking her hand. Gently, he leads her to straddle him. Her legs draped by his side, her heat centered on his length.
“How do you feel?”
“Numb, and tingly everywhere,” she replies quietly.
He lowers her onto his length and deliberately presses gently against the opening. Her breath catches as the crown pierces her. The pressure nearly causing him to become undone, he stops and tries to control the urge to slam into her.
“Leena,” he moans.
“Conductor,” she replies, her throat constricted by the force plunging into her.
He gently begins massages her sensitive nipple hoping the pleasure will distract her from the pain he will inevitably administer. Her breath quickens and he feels her body milking him. She lets out a loud moan and he plunges inside her with one fluid motion.
There is a sharp pinch deep within her belly that triggers an even more amazing orgasm than the last. She buries her nails into his back and writhes under him, pushing him deeper into her core. The pain quickly subsides into a forceful jet of pleasure. He is rocking smoothly first pulling away then pressing forward again and again until she feels him tremble inside of her. She can feel his heart beat within her as she slowly dissolves back into the room.
“Leena,” he says in a low, controlled tone. “Leena, stay with me. Not as my muse, stay with me as my…”
She sits and brings the sheet up over her bare chest. “Conductor?”
“No longer,” he says. “You will call me Tiberius.”
“Tiberius,” she whispers, laying her heavy head on his chest. “There is nowhere else I would rather be, nor do I ever wish to leave.”
About the Author:
Veronika Myse is a pen name for author A. L. Elder.
When A.L. Elder decided to publish, she chose to write sweet stories complete with happy endings.
Then along came a book that changed the game. An idea really, that turned into a short story, which turned into something a lot different than her other writings. Wishing to explore the new world of sensual and erotic writing, Veronika Myse, was penned.
“Writing as Veronika Myse, allows me to escape from the world of happy endings filled with butterflies and glitter.” – A. L. Elder
Books Written under pen name Veronika Myse:
Forever Broken (Erotica)
Masquerade
The Conductor and The Muse
If you enjoyed this book, please email her at [email protected]
Cover Image and Design by: A. L. Elder
© 2012 A. L. ELDER
Books written by A. L. Elder
Cryptic Ocean Book One
Shifting Tide Book Two
Emmy’s Story Book Three
The Conductor and the Muse Page 3
