Goldie held him in her arms until he pressed up on powerful forearms “Wrap your legs around me, love.”
It was so easy to join with him. He slid into her with a single thrust, filling her like a sausage in its casing. She squeezed her muscles, and enjoyed it when he closed his eyes and hummed his pleasure.
He claimed her mouth, but this time, the thrusts of his tongue worked in counterpoint to the thrusts between her legs. After a moment, Markus released her lips and watched her. She tossed her head, felt strands of her hair sticking to her face, to her throat. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts. Panting, she grasped his thick biceps and reveled in the tension there. He was big, powerful, mastering her as no one had done before.
It didn’t take long for her to reach the point where her hips could not seek any harder. The peak was approaching. She almost, almost forgot his promise of punishment if she didn’t get permission to orgasm.
“Please, Sir, please,” she cried.
“Not yet, pretty,” he told her, his voice husky and tight.
“Oh, Markus, I need it so bad!”
“I know. I know.” He groaned and thrust that much harder. “Now!”
On a scream, she let go, flying high, melting, shattering like a dropped crystal goblet. She was broken but perfectly preserved in that one moment. It was a moment like no other in her life.
Markus had stilled, his release pulsing within her. Every muscle in his body was tense, then suddenly he relaxed on top of her, still holding his weight mostly off of her, but meeting her hot skin from breasts to thighs.
A kiss finalized the encounter, sealing their envelope of time.
“I’ve never felt…” she began, then realized how inadequate words were.
“I understand,” he said softly. “Same with me.”
“Markus, you know how I’ve been searching for a man who’s just right?”
He nodded against her hair.
“You’re the one.”
His lips caressed her ear, her neck, her chin, and then her mouth. She sighed with the sweet taste of her lover.
Magical Markus Masterton must Master her many more moments. He was just right.
* * *
It wasn’t long before Goldie ran off with Markus to Rio, escaping both Femville and Bear Island. Goldie got a Brazilian bikini wax and Markus took up capoeira. The cuddling couple couldn’t complain; they lived happily ever after.
The End
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Goldie and the Three Doms
Copyright © 2011 Patricia Green
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