“You are floating too!” She exclaimed seeing me hover above her bed.
I chuckled. “Indeed. Do you wish me to come down?” I asked, dreading I might be frightening her.
She returned to the bed and kneeled beside me. She rested on her heels and gazed upon my full body. Once her eyes returned to mine she nodded. I closed my eyes and felt the feeling disappearing from within. My body returned to the bed and we heard the objects crashing down around us. We chuckled.
“I apologize, my Goddess. I am afraid it is not one of my finest tricks.”
She shook her head still amazed by the spectacle. “How do you do it?”
I shrugged. “I have not the slightest idea. I just know the way it feels. That is how I manage it,” I answered turning to face her. I placed my elbow on the bed and rested my temple on the heel of my hand.
“Wow,” she whispered and lay on the bed before me. Her head rested on the pillow and her left hand lay on the bed close to her lips. She gazed at me with wonder.
I lowered my arm and rested my head on the pillow next to hers. Mimicking her pose, I placed my right hand on the bed before me. We stared at one another as we talked. She asked more questions about my magic, my brother and what it had been like growing up as a Druid and warrior. I told her the truth. Shared with her every detail she aspired to know. I wanted to share it. I wished for her to know me, the real me. The side of me I only remembered. There was this desperate need inside me to show her my world, my life, my heart. I wanted to share everything with her. I had only spent a few days in her presence yet it felt as though I could live again. She was innocent, pure, an untouched treasure and I needed her. She made me feel like I was not the lifeless being I once was. She was my light in the darkness. My savior, my Goddess…
*
I opened my eyes and darkness greeted me. Yet I was not sweating. There had been no screams or cries for help. No images from that horrid night coming back to haunt me. I tried to catch my bearings realizing I could not remember returning to the village. My eyes finally adjusted to the darkness and I saw her. Lying in front of me was the most beautiful vision I had ever had the honor to lay my eyes on. My Goddess. It was then I remembered. We had fallen asleep while conversing about our lives. I had learned so much about her. Now I just coveted her even more. I gazed at her. Our faces rested only inches apart. I was irrevocably imprisoned by her spell.
My eyes roamed her form. Her hair was tousled about her and her skin glistened in the light of the moon. I continued down her body, her neck was long and inviting. I wanted to feel its skin under my lips. Her chest rose and fell softly with her breathing and her shoulder was bare. It was then I realized the strap from her tank top has slid down her arm. The top half of her soft, round breast lay exposed by the material causing my body to awaken from the sight. My eyes lingered on the fold of the fabric and I caught the smallest glimpse of rosy pink, peeking at me. The small part of her areola was enough to take my breath away. It elicited every response my body had to offer. I wanted to taste it.
“Cyn…”
She sighed my name and my breath caught in my throat. Was she dreaming about me? It had been so low I had barely heard it. Was I dreaming? Had she really said my name? Suddenly I felt her hand tighten around mine, the action startled me. My eyes went to our joined hands and widened. My pulse began to race. Her hand was upon mine, her fingers holding me. She was touching me. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to revel in the sensation of her skin. Her hand in mine was small, and soft. It humbled me. I took a deep breath and accepted the gift this moment was offering. When I opened my eyes and gazed at her once more, I was taken aback by the sight. She looked so peaceful.
“Cyn…”
She whispered once again effectively rendering me still. I saw her eyes open and her plum lips curved in a faint smile while she gazed at me. They were unfocussed and closed heavily. My heart began to race and I considered how she would react if she realized we were touching. That I was truly here, lying beside her. I observed her, looking for any indication that she was awake. A few seconds past but nothing occurred. She was still asleep. My body began to relax until her head slid closer. Her forehead rested on mine and her lips were merely a breath away. I could feel their warmth on mine. Need flowed through me like a wave and I closed my eyes fighting control over my body. I was certain I should leave, but I could not muster the strength to move.
“I wish…”
She muttered so low I could barely grasp what she had said. I opened my eyes to see her move once more. The next second, her lips were on mine. She claimed my upper lip between hers and sucked gently, taking everything I had with her. My lips closed on her lower lip in response. I was no longer in control. Our lips slowly danced as one. The taste of her was intoxicating. It traveled to the recesses of my body awakening every nerve ending. The kiss was slow, seductive and all consuming. My body hardened in response to its softness. Our lips parted then reached for each other once more and she gently sucked. My tongue caressed her lower lip and a soft sigh escaped her. My heart thundered in my chest, and my desire swelled. I wanted her, all of her. Our lips parted once again and when hers returned to mine they lingered unmoving. I managed to pull away softly and saw her peacefully sleeping.
“You are mine and I am yours, my Goddess.”
I whispered and grazed her lips with mine. I let go of her hand, and stood from the bed struggling to placate my breathing. I closed my eyes fighting with myself for control. Every fiber of my being wanted to return to her side and kiss her again. The next time we kissed she would be aware she was kissing me. I shall make sure it is a kiss she never forgets. It will be ingrained in her mind just as this one was in mine. I walked to the window and picked up the stones from where I had left them. Soft blue light illuminated the room. The archway formed and I turned once more towards her to gaze upon her beautiful form. I crossed over to my hut.
My heart slammed against my chest when I walked in. I had been alone for centuries. I was celibate by choice. But one look at her, one kiss and I wanted it all. The desire she awakened in me was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It pulsed through me violently, making me want her even more. I pulled my shirt off and walked to the partition at the farthest side of my hut. Grabbing the bucket, I dipped it into the water barrel next to it on the floor and poured several loads of water into the bathtub. I pulled my boots off and pushed my pants down feeling the pain of my want as I freed myself from its restraint. I sat in the bath submerging my heated body in the cold water, looking for relief. I grabbed the soap and dipped it in the water then began to lather my chest. I waited for the cold water to soften my desire. The throbbing did not cease. I was struggling to fight a battle I had already lost. I needed her more than I had ever needed anyone in my life.
The image of my Goddess returned to me blinding me to anything else but her. Her soft pale skin glistening in the night, her lush breast and the rosy pink of her areola peaking over the fallen fabric. My body jerked reacting to the image as it crossed my mind. My soapy hand slipped into the water. A moan escaped me as I held myself firmly. The throbbing increased within my hold while her lips kissed mine. My desire took over. The kiss continued and I gently bit her lower lip, pulling slowly. My lips left hers and explored the skin along her jaw. I nibbled on her earlobe and heard her moan in my ear. I jerked once more. I tightened my hold and began slowly moving my hand. My lips continued down her body. Another moan left my lips. My tongue licked the curve of her neck and sucked gently. I grazed her shoulder, with my teeth. My kisses continued down her chest, her soft sighs urging me forward. Her hands slipped through my hair and she held me to her. I stopped on her lavish breast. My fingers reached for the fabric and pulled until her nipple was uncovered to my eyes. I gazed upon it and its beauty took my breath away. The thick, flushed rosy tip was begging for my touch. I let my lips kiss the side of her breast. My cheek grazed her when I moved down and nibbled the underside of her breast. Caressing the curv
e with the tip of my tongue, I made my way back around and kissed the valley between her breasts. My fingers brought her other strap down and uncovered her breast to my lips. I lavished it with the same attention, kissing every inch, nibbling and lightly sucking her skin. Finally, I allowed the tip of my tongue to briefly lick her rosy tip. Her back arched in response, and she offered her breasts to me, moaning my name. She tightened her hold on my hair and held me in place. I smiled and proceeded to lick her other tip.
My hand increased the pace while my lips closed over the hardened, rosy tip. My tongue swirled around it, tasting it. I moaned, the pleasure rippled through me. My breath became ragged pants. I began sucking and nibbling her. I wanted nothing more than to hear her moan my name once more. My hands slid along her back and I lifted her holding her close to me. I grazed her thick tip with my teeth and heard her gasp. I soothe it with my tongue and moved to her other breast. My lips sucked, my tongue licked her and I never wanted to stop. Her hips began rocking against mine. Her body stroked mine. Her moans became louder and her sharp breaths fueled my fire even more.
I jerked and my moans became harder, deeper. I could feel the tightness increase, and a strong current ran down my spine telling me I was close. My movements became faster in response. My right hand slipped from her back to the magical valley between her thighs. My fingers grazed her sensitive skin and I inhaled sharply. The feel of her told me she wanted me as much as I did her. She was ready. I began caressing her warm, slick skin with my fingertip in small circular motions. Her moans filled the air while I stroked her sensitive skin. Her body began to tremble in my hold and her pleasure reached its peak.
The force of my release hit me hard with the image of her lingering in my mind. My body shuddered violently as I hoarsely moaned her name.
“Bri…”
*
BRIANA
I twirled the fork in my pasta making sure to grab a piece of the chicken sausage and plunged it into my mouth.
“Mmm Lia, this is amazing!” I exclaimed, not even bothering to fully swallow as the flavors exploded in my mouth.
She smiled triumphantly and took a huge bite of her pasta. “I know right? I’ve been dying to try this recipe forever but I don’t find cooking fun when I cook just for myself. My other friends are married and busy in their family lives so its difficult to get together, and even then it’s usually at birthday parties. Now that I have a friend willing to try things with me, I’ll be making all the tabbed recipes on my laptop.”
I moaned in delight closing my eyes and shook my head. “No, you won’t be cooking every day. I’ll bring us lunch tomorrow,” I took another bite and looked at her container. I had no idea how her body could hold all that food. Her serving was like twice as much as mine and she had served me a lot.
“Oh please, I love cooking. I only get to do it when I have family over. Like I said, I hate cooking for just myself. It’s nothing really,” She waved her hand dismissively and drank her water.
The laugh of children reached me, and I turned as a couple of kids passed by us running. I smiled. We were at the park where I usually had lunch and where I had come with Cyn. I sighed. Cyn… my fingertips went to my lips as I remembered my dream last night. He had been with me on the bed, holding my hand. We had kissed and it had felt amazing. The dream had seemed so real. I could still feel the touch of his lips on mine, moving gently while he kissed me. It was strange. I couldn’t understand how my dream could feel so real. It was a vivid memory in my mind like it had actually happened. Like I had touched him… I smiled. That had to be the best dream in the history of mankind. That kiss could go to the hall of fame… That is, if it actually happened. Yep, I was officially crazy, but I loved every second of it. I sighed once again, defeated.
“Hello… Earth to Bri…”
I blushed with embarrassment when I realized my thoughts had blocked Lia’s voice. I had completely lost myself in the memory of my dream. I looked at her apologetically. “I’m sorry. My mind kind of wandered…” It was all I could say.
She smirked knowingly, “Ok dish. Who is it?”
I frowned. “Who is, what?”
“Who is Mr. Dreamy? The guy that has you going off into Lala-land in the middle of a very important conversation with Moi, might I add? You were making googly eyes at the distance and sighing. So come on, spill it. Who is the lucky guy? But more importantly, on a scale of one to ten, one being Jabba and ten being Chewbacca, how hot is he?”
I laughed at her reference, and she shrugged. “What? I think Chewie is hot. He has this raw-animalistic sexy flair. He’s a protector and he’s a sweetheart. Sure he could do with some waxing here and there, but I don’t mind a hairy guy. I think it’s sexy.”
She winked at me and we laughed. I loved her sense of humor.
“He’s Obi-wan Hot, in the prequels of course. I’m not at all into old guys.” We laughed again.
“I’ll allow it. Obi-wan is definitely HOT,” she took another bite. “So who is he? What is his name?”
I hesitated, not sure how to even begin. I was sure hallucinations would pretty much put a damper on our friendship. “Well… he’s this guy I’ve been seeing…” At least that was the truth.
Never mind the itty-bitty, tiny fact that I’m the only one that can see him.
“His name is Cyn, and he’s Irish.”
“Ooh sexy accent, I like him already. Ok, so he’s Cynfully delicious, go on…”
I chuckled. “Very sexy accent. He’s really tall, blond, has mesmerizing emerald-green eyes. And the most amazing smile I’ve ever seen. He has absolutely flawless dimples that can make any girl faint.”
“Oh yes, I love dimples!”
I nodded in agreement. Those dimples were my weakness. “So we’ve been talking and last night I kind of had a dream about him.” I confessed making a face as I looked at her.
Her eyes widened and she slapped her thigh excited. “Omg, those are the best kind of dreams! Ok I have to know, on a scale of one to ten, one being Gollum and Ten being Legolas. How hot was the dream?”
I laughed again. My heart skipped when I remembered our kiss. “Legolas, definitely Legolas.”
“Eeek,” she shrieked excited. “Ok tell me everything. I haven’t gotten any in a year so I really need to know. Do a girl a favor, go on.”
We laughed.
“Well, in the dream he was in my bed with me. We were holding hands and we kissed. And the kiss was the most amazing thing. I can’t even describe it. It was soft and gentle but was sensual and completely disarming.”
“And by disarming you mean panty dropping, of course. Ok, go on,” she interrupted with a smirk.
I nodded. “It truly was. He kissed me as if he was trying to memorize my lips with his. It was gentle and it completely messed with my head. I remember it so vividly, like actually happened. I can still feel his lips on mine…” I trailed off not sure how to explain it anymore.
“Oh that sounds awesome,” she said biting her fork. “I love kissing. I seriously need to get me some action,” we chuckled. “So when do you see him again?”
“Tonight.” I said taking another bite of the pasta.
“Hey, you want to go to the movies on Saturday? There is this new Tom Cruise movie I’m dying to see. I can pick you up if you want.” Lia asked a while later while we put the containers away.
“Yes I’d loved to. I haven’t been to the movies in a while and I’d be crazy to turn down a classic sexy Tom film.”
“Amen sister.”
We laughed and began walking back to the office.
“I’ll text you tonight to let you know the options for tomorrow’s lunch ok? I’m thinking pork chops with roasted potatoes.” I asked as we stopped by her desk.
“Uh yum sounds like a plan.”
We smiled at each other and I turned to the hallway almost bumping into Felix.
“Carrot curls, how are you?” He said with that stupid smirk of his.
I groaned “Briana,�
�� I corrected him. “I’m very well, thank you. How are you?”
“I’m good, very good actually. You should spend some time with me and find out just how good I am.”
I considered whether to gag or roll my eyes at him. Then tried to decide which one would not get me fired. I rolled my eyes.
“What do you want Felix? Is there anything I can help you with?”
“My uncle wants to see you in his office.”
I perked up, could there finally be a case for me? “Thank you.” I answered, quickly walking around him and toward my desk. I cleaned my hands with antibacterial gel then popped two peppermint strips in my mouth to help with my pasta breath. I looked at myself in the mirror and fixed my blazer and blouse.
“Here we go.”
I walked towards Mr. Victor Cornelli’s office, and knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
I smiled and opened the door. “Good afternoon Mr. Cornelli. I was told by Felix you wanted to see me.”
He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Call me Victor please. Sit down,” he said indicating the chair across from him. I sat and clasped my hands together on my lap to keep me from fidgeting. I was both nervous and excited. He began to speak looking at his monitor and typed something on his keyboard.
“We have received a new environmental case.” He said but paused when his phone beeped.
Yes!
I seriously wanting to fist pump the air. I gripped my hands tighter in my lap just to make sure I wouldn’t.
He looked at the phone and pressed the com button. “Not now Leticia, I’m in a meeting. Whoever it is can wait. Oh, bring me the Mentek Corp. file.”
“Yes Sir, immediately,” his assistant replied and cut the line.
I grimaced at the demanding tone in his voice then smiled quickly as he finally looked at me. He faced me and placed his forearms on the desk.
“As I was saying, it’s very early in the process and I’m only just starting to put together the contacts for the liable party and our clients. However, I wanted to give you the preliminaries of the file so you can begin preparing yourself for it.”
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