- How could I leave? -
Eye to eye, lips against lips, our bodies entwined.
- There is a moment where I do not live in fear of losing - her warm voice, a sweet whisper in his eyes the torment, anguish, fear.
inhaled:
- Edward. . . se c’è qualcosa, qualsiasi cosa tu debba dirmi, non avere timore -
Un respiro profondo, le pupille dilatate, quelle iridi dolcissime, brillanti, umide :
-L’amore che provo per te è puro e trasparente come queste lacrime Isabella. E se anche in passato ho fatto errori imperdonabili, tu hai raschiato in fondo alla mia anima, riportando alla luce un sentimento di cui non mi credevo capace. Da allora io vivo per amarti di un amore che trascende ogni cosa. I could never muddy, I walk with a lie -
My hands on her face, I drew her to me, my lips on her, to brush gently , to enjoy, in a long trail of kisses filled with passion, urgency, our souls merged into a single essence.
I felt the smell of his breath, his mouth ajar totally lost in those irises, green, full of tears.
- I love you my love. . . - Tightening tra le mie braccia, il suo viso in quel piccolo tempio alla base del mio collo, ad inspirare, a lambire impercettibilmente, con una tenerezza indicibile. Era dolcissimo il mio amore, e mi donava se stesso, anima e corpo, senza riserve, senza limiti.
Ci addormentammo così, abbracciati, avvinghiati come a volerci fondere anima e corpo e divenire una cosa sola.
Nubi nere, stralci di pece a coprire il cielo stellato. Un vento freddo a scompigliarmi i capelli, a sollevare la stoffa leggera, un palazzo austere, soft lighting from the windows.
A door ajar, huge silver candlesticks, a myriad of rooms lit by the dim light of candles from a four-poster bed trimmed with gold, bright red sheets, hands on my wrists, ankles, chains cold metal to tighten, assets. At the center of the bed, a language to lick my throbbing clit, lips, greedy, on my skin, two eyes staring at blacks hungry. . . an intense, long and slender fingers to squeeze the nipple. . . licking incessantly. . . two emeralds on fire to keep my excitement among those close lips. . . giving himself pleasure. . .
I awoke with a start, the heart beat wildly as if to leave the sternum.
agitation absurd, unworkable, a sense of loss, a disruption in the soul in the body. Images so vivid they seem real, completely overwhelmed by intense feelings such my senses.
I took my hands in my hair, in a gesture of despair. I got up, going to the kitchen, pouring water, what was happening to me?
sitting on the stool, his head in his hands, tried to find the necessary calm to understand those feelings were confused gripping my soul. I inhaled, oxygen filling my lungs, hoping to drive out those wicked thoughts, and yet so distant from reality generated from my unconscious.
I tried to understand the origin of that desire so strong, sensual, shouting to pure sex, perversion, perhaps originated from quell'amplesso so suddenly interrupted on that balcony.
I tried with all my strength to justify the vortex of lust that was overwhelming my senses still in turmoil, who clamor for the satisfaction.
There we were sleeping softly, cuddling with endless kisses, including whispers of eternal love. And maybe it was that desire repressed, returning now to urge his account, driven by the tide of feeling inexplicable, contradictory, incomprehensible.
But those lips, those powerful hands. . . eyes blacks. . . on me, on my skin. . .
I began to shake his head, pushing myself with all those thoughts so absurdly surreal.
because even if my mind is crowded and confused images of distant eyes, lips, hands that do not belong to him, he was the one I wanted, that demon that caused my meaning, dragging in the darkest depths of eroticism.
him, with her perfect body, her lips soft, sensual, his velvet voice, her eyes of jade.
him and only him. No one else but him.
I felt the blood in the veins frantic pulsar, a reminder of bestial instincts in that essence that had poisoned my soul, my body, without the possibility of salvation.
I jumped up, returning to the room, feverish full of anguish and despair, desire, desire to join him, melt with his body, his soul, to become one.
In the throes of a frenzy unspeakable I lay in that bed, approaching my face to her, desperate of his lips in the dark. When I finally found them, I began to brush them imperceptibly, smell the perfume, testing the softness, and parted offered themselves to me, very docile.
A glow of artificial light through the shutters half-closed and no enlightenment in part beautiful face, perfect lashes long, curved, very sweet. . . still feverish I went to his body, pulling me, my hands below the T-shirt, a sexy slide on his belly, his firm chest, carved. . . my fingers on her nipples soft. . . small concentric circles around the areola, until they burst out.
A slow sigh, a deep moan.
Her regular breathing become faster, while his hand slipped under the elastic of the boxer, finding his erection was already full, strong, moist on top.
Scivolando sotto le lenzuola, ne impugnai l’asta, posando le labbra sul glande, a baciarlo morbidamente, per poi sprofondarvi su, assorbendone tutta la lunghezza.
- Uhm. . . - un suono indistinto, colmo di piacere.
Movimenti lenti, sospiri profondi.
- Oh Cristo . . . Isabella. . . ?- la sua voce roca, la sua testa leggermente sollevata dal cuscino, quei due smeraldi mi fissarono assonnati, mentre gemiti incontrollati affioravano sulle his lips.
- Shh. . . - Move sensually on the thin skin, I could smell intense, unique, his own.
-Oh. . . - With a faint voice, terribly excited.
I saw him close his eyes, arching the neck back, so that curve tremendously sensual lips parted, panting that hot liquid slipping down his throat, while those moans became groans , screams, to flood the room.
His chest heaving, the videvo move fast, agitated, in search of oxygen, surprised expression on his face, bewildered.
- What. . . ? -
I rose, going up to him, my tongue and licked his lips greedily.
- I love Edward. . . I want you so much. . . - I whispered.
His eyes wide open, staring at his green irises banned.
took off my shirt away, giving my breasts to his mouth.
Her lips on a nipple, then sucked in to hatch, with strength, with vehemence, dropping tremendously stretched palpitating. Moving to the other, to pull within, to lengthen it, to lick.
- Edward I terminals. . . - I had no idea what mi stesse succedendo, ma il mio corpo bramava infinitamente il demone, affinchè prendesse il controllo dei miei sensi ormai eccitati oltre ogni limite.
- Cosa stai dicendo ?- le sue labbra socchiuse, meravigliato.
- Ti prego . . . - tra i gemiti
Sospirò pesantemente. . .:
- Li ho buttati via. . . -
Le sue labbra ancora sui miei capezzoli, his tongue swollen to mark the profile, and then suck again, chewing through his teeth. . . unmanageable as a delight spread to every fiber of my body to focus on that point already throbbing with desire.
- not true! - I screamed, feverish.
Drain more intensely, pleasure and pain, locked in a vise:
- Do not just my mouth? - hoarse voice, excited, and continued in quella tortura sensuale.
- Oh ti prego. . . più forte! - presi a dondolarmi su di lui, sentivo la sua erezione crescere a dismisura tra le gambe.
- Cristo Isabella. . . cosa ti prende?- chiese stupefatto.
- Scopami Edward. . ., fammi tua! -
Si bloccò, sollevandosi.
Seduto sul letto, his eyes to look for my, his hands on my face, luring them towards you:
-Tell me what happens? - her face veiled by a strange tension.
I stared at him for endless moments, I wanted to tell him of his fingers, those lips, that tongue to taste something of mine that was reserved exclusively for him.
took to wear out the soul in the balance between truth and its denial, unsure what was the right thing to do.
. . . He wants you. . . and you can away from me. . .
Those words were at that time assumed a different meaning.
sighed, shaking his head, pushing those images, those thoughts unmanageable, incomprehensible, absurd, as that storm were raging in my soul.
- I want to hear my totally -
- But I'm yours -
- I need you. . . -
His fingers stroking his face gently, while those two emeralds fastened my deep and intense, as if to scrutinize the soul tediata from unbearable anguish.
Laid le sue labbra sulle mie, con una dolcezza estrema, la sua lingua a lambire il profilo della mia bocca, per poi insinuarsi dentro, in cerca della mia, in una danza lenta, sensuale, colma di erotismo.
Quelle pupille dilatate, quegli occhi colmi di amore a trafiggermi l’anima:
- Isabella. . . cos’ hai ?-
Mentre lacrime di disperazione si accumularono nei miei occhi.
Le ricacciai strongly, lost among a thousand conflicting thoughts: I could tell him everything, explain why I was so upset. But then what?
I knew that between him and Raul there was bad blood, and even if I did not know the way down the reasons, I would never have foment a clash of sure would have had devastating effects on both.
Rievocai for a moment the images of the attack a few hours before the astonished eyes of those present, their faces, astonished, confused, incredule .
Sapevo quanto la gelosia morbosa lo rendesse irruento, colto da una furia cieca che gli toglieva ogni barlume di lucidità. Non poteva permettersi colpi di testa simili, non più, non adesso che ricopriva un ruolo così importante.
Ingoiai a vuoto, mentre lui era li, in attesa.
- Un brutto sogno. . . solo un brutto sogno - mi abbandonai tra le sue braccia, respirando il suo profumo intenso, imprigionandone l’essenza nella mie narici. Perché even certain that nothing and no one could ever divide us, I felt deep anguish numb the soul and make it extremely vulnerable.
I held her, kissing her forehead, temples, cheeks, her soft lips to brush very gently, breathing my own breath.
-I love you Isabella. . . and I will love you until my breath - a whisper of that infinite trail of kisses full of love, of extreme tenderness.
closed my eyes:
- I love Edward. . . inside of me - with a whisper.
sighed deeply, looking for a long time.
He pulled off his shirt, then the boxer, I imitated the freeing of pajama pants, the pants.
He went to then relax, positioned behind me, the warmth of her body against mine, his breath on her neck, smelling my skin hair pulled back, his lips warm and soft on the clavicle, giving me chills that ran incessantly down her back.
his erection grow grazed above the buttocks, gently.
His hand stroking her back, slowly, imperceptibly, other thrills that made me instinctively arch the bust, up to slip on her breasts, her fingers on her nipples, circular movements, sensual.
Other chills, breathing and his lips on my neck, between the shoulder blades, making me lose control .
An irresistible torture, while his hand moved on my belly to go down, on the pubis, where they rested for a long time, remaining motionless.
- Oh god Edward. . . please! - I was at the limit, without any direct stimulation.
That hand moved to lift my leg up, I feel his position on the glans my entrance, bathroom of my moods, then slip inside of me, with a slow grueling, by inches, fall out, washed again, while that measured pace, so wisely determined, was leading me to madness.
- I am Isabella. . . 'm into you. . . - his voice hoarse, excited, weak, to my ear.
-Oh. . . please. . . - A plea from the groans, and heard him go, then touching imperceptibly inside me that gave me intense shock, unmanageable, pure pleasure. I pushed my pelvis back, trying to get it completely, a snap and I filled it completely, giving me feeling very strong, intense, indescribable.
I felt that warm body against my back, his heavy breathing on my ear, her moans to give me chills.
- There is no moment when I did not want to make love to you. . . - Even a whisper in my hair -. . . they do not want to own, make you mine. . . because you're mine. . . and will be forever -
The moans became louder, unmanageable, while pushing deeper and deeper, and then drawn back, come back to that point, pushing, compressing, by decision, other discharges, unmanageable, inarticulate sounds leaked from my lips, while an intense heat is concentrated around the basin, a tingle spread, an urgent need to empty the bladder. . .
- Oh dear. . . Edward! - I yelled.
- I want to hear Isabella. . . . -
closed my eyes, arching her head back, opening his lips, very strong contractions went on a rampage inside my vagina around his member, it is tight rhythmically, upsetting my stomach up in depth.
- Oh Christ! . . . I feel it. . . is very strong. . . - his excited voice, and began to move quickly, one, two, three spinte, per poi gemere di piacere, contraendosi, il suo corpo scosso da fremiti incontrollati.
Restammo così, distesi di fianco, le sue braccia a cingermi la vita, lasciandoci cullare da quelle sensazioni dolcissime, da sussulti impercettibili che sfumarono lentamente, fino a piombare in un sonno profondo.
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- Si-
- Isabella? -
- Si-
- I Estela. . . Sorry to bother you but. . . leave in a few days and I wanted to say goodbye in person -
froze their breath.
- Ok. twenty minutes. . . the Grumpy -
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