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LIES FEARS & LOVE
BY TROG |
CHAPTER
9 |
chapter 9
THE PALACE HOTEL, MIDNIGHT;
Tea finished packing, careful to leave out some traveling clothes for tomorrow morning, then placed her bag near the wall. Walking over to the mirror, she looked at herself for a longtime in her white, Palace Hotel, bathrobe. He couldn't look at her because he was afraid to see a monster reflected in her eyes. Their dark orbs stared back at her sadly, dark mirrors of truth that had become her enemies.
Pulling the pins out of her hair one by one, she shook her head and let the chestnut splendor of her long, thick mane fall over her shoulders and down her back. She picked up a bottle of her perfume and dabbed all the places on her body that he use to love to touch. Finally she removed her bathrobe and draped it over a chair, and stared at her naked reflection. Her body felt like it was not her own, only becoming acutely aware of it when he touched her, when he loved her and when he entered her.
She had not been sexual with any man since Todd. She had dated many men, but when it came time for the dreaded good-night kiss, she found herself revolted by their touch, and aching for his. Eventually she gave up socializing all together, choosing to concentrate on Leo for a while. Perhaps, in her subconscious she thought he'd come back for her as he always did, but now it was too late--two children with Blair was way too messy a prospect for her to get involved with.
But she wanted him tonight!
She wanted a respite from their sad existence apart, a reprieve from the celibacy of their bodies which were dying and starving for each others'. One last time. This was good-by.
Walking over to the bed, she bent down and turned off the lamp then walked to the window and pulled back the drapes allowing the moonlight to brighten the room with its dark aura. Looking up at the silver moon, she remembered her present to him on their wedding night. She recalled in mythology that the sun often represented a man's power, hot and aggressive, while the moon represented a woman's power, cool and comforting, but equally powerful. Tonight they would share their power once more to become omnipotent in their love for a short time. No one could defile or touch what existed between them.
Making her way carefully in the darkness, she walked over to the bed and laid down on it. Waiting....
She lay there in the darkness, her eyes slowly growing accustomed to the dusky glow of the room. The excitement mounting in her body with every sound she heard outside her door. But she was relaxed in her mind--confident--knowing he'd come.
She had left him a key, as he had done for her in the past. Their relationship had been a series of keys and locks--doors opening and closing--losing keys, then finding them again, trying to decipher what they would open. They had become locksmiths in their efforts to open each other up, and sadly, she had become the expert. Perhaps, she shouldn't have opened that particular door.
A low click startled Tea as her head turned toward the door. Briefly, she saw a rectangle of bright light and a tall, familiar figure enter through it and then it was dark again as the door slammed shut. There was only stillness and silence.
Todd leaned his back against the door and watched the figure lying on the bed. He could barely make her out at first, but slowly, as his eyes adapted to the dark moonglow, all the objects in the room came into focus in black silhouette.
He was shaking nervously as he approached the bottom of the bed and leaned against the bedpost, watching her quietly. She was naked--soft strokes of gray lighting her skin here and there--and for a moment he was arrested, paralyzed by the beauty of her image. Finally he began to undress, piling his clothing on a bench at the foot of the bed. When he was finished he walked over beside the bed and loomed above her. Her scent was all around him and its perfume was like an opiate in the air, arousing and enhancing all his senses.
Tea sought out his hand and he took it greedily, caressing it softly, letting his fingers glide around her palm, touching each of her fingers and rubbing the back of her hand with his own. Falling to his knees he crushed her hand against his mouth, kissing each finger individually, kissing the back then the palm, and finally placing it against his face, against his scar, as if it had healing powers.
Tea ran her fingers delicately across his scar, feeling the thin, raised line beneath her finger tips and she gasped with the excitement of familiarity at this part of him--her favorite part of him. As her fingers made their way down its length they found his mouth and touched his lips. He kissed them and took them into his warm mouth, his tongue swirling around their dainty tips.
Todd reached out his hand and found her hair, then her ear. His fingers traced its small, round shape and its hard, smooth surface. He leaned over her and took it in his mouth, submerging his tongue in its basin, sliding it around its bend and finally taking its precious lobe between his teeth, biting it tenderly. Tea shivered below him as his lips grazed her cheek and kissed her nose and eyes, the ones he couldn't look at. He rubbed his rough, unshaven cheek against her silky forehead, recalling its perfection, then his mouth traveled downward over her glorious mounted cheekbone to find the small, round knob of her smooth, precious chin which he kissed and sucked softly, allowing his tongue to flick at the bay below her luscious lower lip. They were blind lovers performing a sensual braille, reading every part, recalling every detail.
Tea's hands slid around his head, her fingers gliding through his silky hair and pulling his face close to hers. They nuzzled for a few moments just to feel the closeness of their skin, the warmth of their breaths and prolonging the lovely anticipation of their first kiss in over a year.
They were panting softly and their bodies were humming and resonating with sexual desire. Parting her lips, Tea buried her mouth in his. He devoured it, taking her whole mouth into his with an almost brutal urgency, unable to retrain his lust, his need for her. Matching his lust and passion, she kissed him back with equal ferocity, kneading her lips against his firmly as their tongues fought a fierce battle, thrusting and writhing in each others mouths. Their heavy breathing and loud moaning echoed off the dark, silent walls.
Their mouths were locked in this endless kiss, coming up for air only to continue anew. His hand rested on her throat and began to move down her body until it found her breast. Taking the whole precious dome in his large hand, he squeezed it delicately, then rubbed his hard, rough palm against her nipple, feeling it respond immediately. Tea moaned softly into his mouth as his body burned with pleasure, a pleasure he thought was lost to him. Pulling his mouth away from hers, he slid it downward quickly and took her breast into his mouth, swallowing it whole. Finding her swollen nipple, he suckled there taking in her womanly sustenance, almost like a hungry child, but soon he let go of it and returned to her mouth, it was not motherly nurturing that he wanted but to be fed with a more primal nourishment. Pulling her tongue into his mouth and sucking voraciously, he groaned loudly and let the sensual beast inside him--the one he kept so tightly reigned--free upon her body.
His hand gliding across her belly, his fingers circling the outer rim of her bellybutton before finding the curly tuft between her thighs and dipping his fingers in the hot, slippery wetness of her being. Tea cried out and her hips jutted upward as his fingers found her sensitive nib and pressed hard against it. Her head snapped back with pleasure as she lifted her hips up to rub against his finger tip more firmly, wanting more friction, when he plunged his fingers inside her as she cried out, rocking her hips against his hand.
She pulled away from him suddenly, afraid she'd come without him if he continued. Jumping off the bed, she pulled him to his feet. She reached up and kissed his wet, trembling mouth and bit his throat with the sharp sensuality of a vampire. Todd moaned at the pleasure/pain as she sucked and bit his skin--feeding on him relentlessly--as if she wanted his blood, his soul to pour out of him and into her hungry mouth. She kissed his chest, kissing his nipples with a delicacy that denounced her earlier ferocity. Leaning her face against him and taking in the delicious spicy smell of his skin, she rubbed her lips against the silkiness of his light chest hairs, and licked the sweat between his breasts, tasting its salty wetness. In this darkness her senses were heightened to an extreme--raw and naked--and every touch provoked a fierce physical response. Falling to her knees before him she reached out, feeling her way around in the darkness, running her warm hands across his belly, around his firm buttocks and down the length of his strong thighs until she found his throbbing organ and took it into her hands.
She remembered when they first made love how apprehensive Todd was about letting her do this, handling his sex. He was afraid to relinquish control, afraid she would be disgusted by this part of him which had done so much damage, but eventually, as he grew to trust her and allowed her to fondle him, he always felt most loved by her when she did this to him. He never allowed any other woman this much control over him.
Tea took his enormous penis into her hand. Unable to look at its proud beauty in the dark, she rubbed it softly against her cheek and let her fingers glide along its shaft, recalling its every detail. She kissed it lovingly, knowing how much pleasure it had given her in the past, and knowing that the seed that gave her Leo had passed through it and into her own body. She heard his raspy breathing as he buried his hands in her hair and tried to push himself into her mouth, desperate for her touch. After denying him for a few moments to build his anticipation she finally let him in. Licking her lips and relaxing her throat, she took the straining, swollen head into her mouth and sucked him hard. A loud groan escaped from his lips as his head fell backwards with a stab of pleasure that cut through his body. She pressed her lips tightly around him as he pulled in and out of her mouth, grunting and whimpering, almost passing out with the pleasure.
Todd yanked her up and pushed her onto the bed--she bounced up and down on the mattress with the force of impact. She felt her thighs being spread apart and his mouth finding her, tasting her, sucking her and licking her until she cried out repeatedly with agonizing pleasure. She tried to pull him up but he wouldn't let go of her, his mouth locked onto her body and feasting, like a starving wolf. Finally, Tea got a hold of his hair and she pulled him up with all the strength she had left, and he collapsed beside her. They were shaking and gasping, desperate for completion as she pulled him on top of her and reached down to guide him inside her.
Reaching down, he put the head of his bursting organ at her entrance, and pulled her legs around him before rising on his hands and thrusting into her with everything in him. Arching her back sharply, he rose with her then fell onto her for moment, not wanting to move--he just wanted to be inside her and savor this moment between them, this point of consummation, this marriage of their bodies. Reaching down to kiss her, he felt her tears mingling with his own and they laid still for a moment, crying, and loving each other in the comfort of this dark room, in this rented bed.
Todd finally rose up on his hands and started lunging into her as she placed her hands on his lower back to pull him more deeply inside her. They cried out with every beautiful thrust and the room reverberated with a dark, seductive symphony of gasps, moans and cries.
It did not take them long to reach completion. Tea pumped her hips against him quickly, gasped, and fell back as her body shook wildly with powerful tremors and delicious spasms. Todd drove into her vigorously, like a piston, pumping incessantly, until he fell on her, exhausted and spent, as pulsations of pleasure rocked his body and he groaned loudly with the beautiful release of his essence inside her.
He laid there, inside her, caressing her face and crying softly into her hair. He wanted to die there, to close his eyes and never awaken, never part from her body.
"I love you..." he whispered into her ear. They were the only words spoken between them.
There were no words exchanged in this dark and splendid encounter--no words were necessary. They both knew they loved each other beyond reason, they both knew that tomorrow they would both return to the desolate lives they had created apart, and they both knew that they would never be truly happy with anyone else.
The room was quiet and the moon and stars glowed through the window as they fell asleep, their bodies still joined. They drifted off into a mystical dreamworld, a safe and secret place where only sated lovers can go.
to be continued...
2001 Copyright by Trog
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