Elena's Farewell and Adieu (fm:male domination, 3938 words) [23/26] show all parts | |||
Author: TJC | |||
Added: Dec 27 2008 | Views / Reads: 600 / 456 [76%] | Part vote: 10.00 (9 votes) | |
Elena must say goodbye to Tovar as she heads out to fulfill her destiny. It's never quite that easy though..... | |||
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Just inside the door to the master bedroom, Elena watched Tovar sleep in the early morning light. So overly serious all the time, he was the same way in his sleep, his face a grim but handsome frown. Elena had slept in the guest room, deciding to break away from him and make it easier to leave since he was forcing her to go with the man from France. There was no denying her excitement at being featured in an exhibition in the city that was central to the art world, but leaving Tovar filled her with fear and she wasn't sure she could do it. If she touched him, though, then she knew she'd not be able to break away. Breaking away willingly was easier than being sent away. Tovar stretched in his sleep, the toned chest and shoulders made her want him. Her strange master, muse, teacher, whatever he was, was the sexiest man she'd ever known and before she realized what she was doing she had a hand inside her robe, fingering her swelling clit. God she wanted him. She shouldn't go near him and instead try to wean herself from his grasp... but she moved toward the bed anyway, dropping her robe and sliding in with the man who dominated her thoughts, her art, her every waking move. She nibbled his neck and chest and got on top of him. With a moan he awoke and kissed her mouth as only he knew how, sucking her tongue and then her lower lip, his eyes blazing into hers and showing her an image of herself sitting as a queen of some sort. It was symbolism, she knew that.
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