Title: My Dark Beauty
Pairing: Arwen and Angelina Or any two raven haired beauties that your mind can conjure up.
Rating: Nc-17 just to play it safe
Author: Nieriel
Email:Nieriel1@gmail.com
Summary: A fantasy for all to enjoy * LOL I suck at Summaries...*

As I stood there behind the large golden tree, I watched her. She was exquisite. Her long chestnut hair barely touched the dimples at the top of her firm round behind. My mind raced as she sank lower into the cool water in the river.

My body was reacting to what I was witnessing, the ache between my legs was increasing with every second I watched my dark beauty bathe.

As she dunked her head under the water I let my mind wander and pictured myself standing behind her, pulling her back against my wet naked body. I pictured my hands roaming over her. Starting at her long and slender neck, I let my fingertips gently slide down and caress all that was bare in front of me.

As I leaned forward she pushed back against me wantonly, wanting to be touched, pleased and teased. Slowly my hands moved down to her round firm breasts. As I took one nipple between my forefinger and thumb, she let out a soft moan and whispered in her husky voice, "More love...I want more"

I obliged her as always. I could never deny her anything. I began to pinch her other nipple and nip hard at the base of her neck. She moaned in pleasure as I soothed the red mark I left on her delicate, creamy skin.

The heat between my legs became near unbearable as I continued my assault on her body. My mouth set out to explore, lick and bite a hot blazing path across her shoulders, down her spine and over her firm taunting globes.

The water was waist deep and cold but I felt none of that as I pulled her from the water and to the shore.

I was pulled from my fantasy by the sound of her melodious voice calling to me. I looked down from where I stood and flushed to my hair line. I was caught watching her bathe.

I could not move, there I was invading her privacy. She moved from the water and exposed herself completely to me. As if she was reading my mind she asked in a voice that could weaken my knees like no other, "Join me...Please...wash my back for me?"

All I could do was nod, my mouth went dry and my hands began to shake. The object of my fantasy wanted me to come to her, to wash her, to bathe with her. I quickly shed my dress with my back to her and then made sure my long hair covered my breasts when I turned around. In my fantasies about her I am the brave one, the aggressive one. Now, here, I am at a loss.

She smiled at me and licked her full red lips. That act alone quickly disintegrated my resolve and soon I was standing in the water behind her. I picked up the cloth she was using to wash with and whispered, "I'll wash your back if you wash mine."

My desire to be near her, to touch her overrode any sense of propriety I had in my head. I needed to feel her, to taste her. She turned her head so I could see her lovely profile and said, "Aye, tis only fair." She smiled once more and once more the ache between my legs turned into a dull throbbing.

I began to gently rub the cloth across her shoulders and back as I tried hard not to let my imagination get the better of me. Being so near to the one I longed for, naked and touching her was more painful than I could have ever dreamed. I longed to snake my tongue out and lick my way from her ears to her shoulder.

As I continued to rub the cloth over her back she let a low moan escape her lips. "Mmmm that feels nice."

My heart pounded inside my chest and I leaned forward some so that my mouth was right up against her ear, "I'm glad you are enjoying it, but if you like the way I wash your back, I know you will like this..." As I did what I longed to do my mind screamed out that I was insane and I should cease and desist.

The louder moan that escaped her lips spurred me on, "Like that lovely?" I asked in a voice that I hardly recognized as my own. When she nodded and looked at me I moved my free hand to her head and pulled her around to face me. There was no going back. I wanted this, I needed this and it would seem that my fantasy woman wanted it too.

Quickly I closed the gap between us and pulled her face to mine. I claimed her full red lips with my own in a crushing kiss. The need I felt overpowered any sense of gentle exploration that I should have done.

As I kissed her I could feel her blood rushing through her veins. She returned my crushing kiss with more intensity than I could have ever thought possible. How long had she needed this? Wanted this? I pushed any thought from my head and continued to deepen the bruising kiss I bestowed on the one I longed for.

Soon we had no choice but to part. The need for air took precedence over any desire we felt to continue the kiss. I gazed into her eyes and knew I was forever lost in them. There was no going back for me. If this was the only time I was given to worship her body like she deserved, I would take full advantage of it. The feeling of inadequacy I felt only moments before was replaced with a confidence, a strength to do what I felt in my soul was right.

She moved her hand to my face and gently traced her fingers over my eyes, nose, mouth and jaw as if she was memorizing my face by feel. When her fingertips brushed lightly over my lips I snaked my tongue out and licked them one at a time. She smiled again as I pulled her index finger into my mouth and began to suckle it. I then moved her hand and gripped it in mine. I led my lovely to the shore where she lay her cloak and clothing.

Giving her a serious look I whisper, "lay down for me, on your back. I wish to admire you up close. Doing so afar is no longer enough for me."

She nodded and did as I asked. As strong willed as I know she can be, she complied for me. It shocked me but I hid it well. I watched as she stretched her long muscular legs out and exposed the small patch of dark curls that covered her womanhood. Many a night I lay in my bed alone and thought of what it would be like to touch her there, to taste her essence. I longed to make her moan and cry out my name in pleasure.

I gave her a sexy smile and then I dropped to my knees between her legs. "You are so lovely, so beautiful and you smell like the morning after a rainstorm. If only for this night let me show you my thoughts, my feelings for you."

Then carefully I drapped my naked body over hers and took her mouth in yet another brusing kiss. Soon my hands wandered down her body and slipped between us. My own need was becoming unbareable. I rubbed my thumb over my own clit as my index finger found hers.

She thrust her hips up into my touch and moaned loudly in my mouth. She pulled back from the kiss and said breathlessly, "MORE!"

That was all the encouragement I needed. Using my free hand I pinned her wrists above her head and sank two fingers into her hot wet opening. My raven beauty thrashed her head back and fourth as I thrust my fingers inside her. That sight along was nearly my undoing. The pleasure she felt rolled off of her in waves. I could feel it with every fiber of my being.

I released her hands and left a trail of hot wet kisses down to her womanhood. Without a second thought I moved my fingers and replaced them with my tongue. Her taste and smell was intoxicating. I knew once I had her I could never let her go. I sucked on her outter folds as she continued to thrust her hips up toward my face and thrash her head from side to side. It was only moments before she put her hands in my hair and cried out my name in escasty.

Without her even having touched me I was teetering so close to the edge of my own intense climax.

With a swiftness I was not expecting she pulled me up her body and kissed me firmly on the lips. She pushed her tongue out and I parted my lips for her. She deepened the already intense kiss as she continued to ride the waves of her orgasm.

At once I was flipped to my back with the kiss never being broken. She placed two fingers at my opening and without warning thrust them inside. At once I thrust my hips up ward and it was at that moment I found my release. It was at that moment I felt it. A bond like no other. The valar had blessed us by giving us a bond that could never be broken. She was mine and I was hers. Tears of joy seeped down my face as I continued to ride out the settling waves of my release.

She finally broke the kiss and looked down upon me. I could see in her eyes she felt it too. We were bound forever. Only death would break this bond we now shared. As she wiped my tears she gave me a warm smile and whispered, "What took you so long?"

The End