A SENSUAL STORY BY BELLADONNA

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Sophie groans with the sensual feelings of his lips upon hers

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The Crete sun is dawning as Sophie and Justin's first day as man and wife begins. She rolls over on her side studying him, the man who finally caught her. He is a man of such astounding good looks and honesty that she just wants to watch him come to a waking state. How she ever came to capture his heart baffled her. She is not going to question her good fortune though. As he wakes she looks into his eyes and kisses him tenderly. "Good morning, my husband," she smiles. His face broadens into a smile. "Mmm," he moans. "My wife!" He encircles her neck pulling her to him for another kiss. "Breakfast, shall we?" She asks as she pulls back and picks up the phone to call the servants. Sophie had purchased a nice cozy little villa over looking the sea and it is just the perfect setting for a honeymoon.

Having ordered the breakfast, Sophie turns back to Justin. "Hungry, my love," she asks? "Only for you," he says. He kisses her deeply and passionately, falling back to the bed as a knock comes on the door. "Blast it!" He swears and falls back on the bed laughing. "Sorry," she says and tells the servant to leave the cart outside the door. He smiles and says, "Let's see if we can get even hungrier." Sophie smiles as Justin moves once again to kiss her passionately and deeply. She falls deep into the kiss reveling in the wondrous feelings of such tenderness in the face of intense passion as they kiss. Justin's hand slides down her body, arousing feelings she longs for with her every waking moment that he is near. She moves her body into his touches, arching against his hard body. Her soft form taunts and teases him to go on. Passion's flame ignites. Justin rolls over her and they begin to dance the dance of lovers. Hands caressing each other tenderly yet urgently, they indulge in the sensually erotic pleasures of one another. Building to that ultimate peak, Sophie calls his name. Justin knows it is about to be another melding of their souls for he is there too. He thrusts one last time and the two of them tumble over the edge of ecstasy's cliff, panting heavily. They lay enfolded in one another's embrace as they tenderly allow the feelings to subside.

"I'm famished," he tells her as he hops from the bed and goes to retrieve the breakfast. Sophie giggles and playfully pops Justin on his rear as he does so. The tray is wheeled in. Succulent fruits surround crepes and a bottle of chilled apple cider. As he pulls the cart next to the bed he pours her a glass of the sparkling cider. Sophie picks up a strawberry and bites it. She sensually watches him pour her drink as she enjoys the fresh taste of the fruit. Justin eyes her as he pours the liquid and says devilishly, "My wife, if you keep eating like that I don't think we will make it through breakfast without a replay of a moment ago." Sophie realizes just how it must have looked but didn't care. She just giggles girlishly and stops. "But it is so good Justin, I was just tasting every delicious flow of the juices running over my tongue." He cuts a bit of crepe and hands her the glass of cider. He feeds her the bit of food. "Alright, this time," he jokes with her. Taking his plate, he goes to sit beside her in the bed.

Justin and Sophie spend their day seeing the sites of Crete through the glow of happy contentment. They laugh and take pictures. They also have pictures taken of them to commemorate their first day as Mr. and Mrs. Justin Warner.

As the day turns to evening they return to their cozy villa and share a candlelit dinner for two on the balcony just beyond the glass doors of their wedding bed.

Romantic Italian music plays softly over the speakers. Sophie and Justin speak of their day and laugh and as she bites a bit of lobster with butter and garlic sauce. It runs down her chin. Justin eyes it and leans to kiss it from her chin, sucking it to a kiss and moves to her lips. Sophie groans with the sensual feelings of his lips upon hers and deepens the kiss. "I can't get enough of you, Justin," she breathes out slowly, languidly, between kisses.

He moans a deep vibrating moan, "Nor I you my wife," he says. He sits back reluctantly breathing heavily. Looking at her plate he says, "Eat. You are going to need every bite of it to get you through this night," he says staring into her eyes. They both know well what he means.

They finish their dinner and Sophie blows the candles out. Standing, she extends her hand. "Shall we dance?" Justin stands and pulls her to him. "Yes. Let's," he whispers.

The two sway in time to the music flowing through the air. The sensual melody stoking the embers that had burned all day. Justin stops and stands to survey his new bride and reaches his hand behind her neck. He devours her lips. "Now, to make good on the unspoken promise of things to come that I made at dinner," he whispers into her ear.

She closes her eyes, feeling the excitement of his voice run through her whole being. She feels him step away. She opens her eyes to find him slowly following her form appreciatively with his eyes as he reaches out and follows it with his fingers. She has never felt so erotic in her whole life. His eyes light the embers that smolder within her and his touch stokes them higher to a sensual burning flame. Justin removes the combs from her hair, watching it fall over her bare shoulders. His arousal becomes apparent.

No longer able to contain her passions, Sophie breathes out hard and fast. Justin steps closer to her, running his hand down her arm to meet hers and lead her inside. "Now, my Sophie," he whispers and lovingly strokes her cheek. "Allow me to show you love once more."

She quivers, her emotions too deep for words as Justin slowly unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor. She stands before him vulnerable and so alive with love and desire, lending a glow to her skin. He unbuttons his shirt and tosses it to the pile on the floor and steps forward. Standing so near to her she can feel his racing heartbeat against her hand on his chest. He encloses her hand in his and raises it to his lips kissing each fingertip lingeringly. Sophie reaches between them with her free hand and unzips his pants, letting them fall the way of her dress. "This, my sweet Sophie, my love, will be a wedding night to remember for the rest of your life" He trails off in a whisper.

STORY TO BE CONTINUED

Written by: BellaDonna April 2000

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