The Falling of Katja: an Erotic Romance (Anam Céile Chronicles) Read Online Free

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before lowering himself between my thighs.  A bit baffled, I wondered what it was
he intended on doing.  He did not make me wonder long, for a second later he leaned
in closer, bringing his face to my sex and with merely the feel of his hot
breath upon it, he had me moaning with pleasure.
    I felt
his lips softly grazing over my most tender flesh, slowly exploring my, until
now, untouched area.  I lifted my head to glance down at him and could hardly
believe what I was witnessing.  This gorgeous man that I had loved, waited for,
all those years, was nestled down between my thighs with his tongue buried in
my sex! 
    The
sight of that alone sent sensational shivers up through my body.
    His
blazing eyes met mine and suddenly I was overcome with a feeling of shyness at
the position I was in.  Though I certainly could not fathom stopping him!  Still
gazing into my eyes, he slowly swept his tongue over me.  I groaned and let my
head fall back in the grass, relishing this gift he was offering me.
    I
cannot believe I am allowing a man to do this to me!  Have I no shame?  But
then, he is not just any man.  He is my Štefan.  The man I have loved all my
life.  The only man I have ever loved… the only man I will ever love.
    The
way his tongue lavished my flesh felt so splendid I was helpless to do anything
but lay back and moan in pleasure.  I felt it sweep over every part of my sex,
slowly licking and sucking at my flesh, circling over the swelling pearl at the
top, the heat of lust mounting so within my core until I felt it would burst
forth.  I realised I was writhing about upon the ground as a mad woman beneath
him, yet even had I wanted to, I would have been utterly powerless to stop it. 
I was in awe of what he was doing to me, how he was making me feel.
    How
on earth does he know how to do such a thing?
    “Oh,
Štefan,” I murmured, my voice grainy with the lust which was rapidly
threatening to consume me.
    And
then, seemingly all at once I was overcome by it.  The ache of my core was
exploding into a million fragments sending slivers of ecstasy to every corner
of my body.  My writhing became thrashing as I screamed out against my own
volition, my voice ragged.
    “Oh,
Štefan!  Yes, yes, Oh God, YES!”
    I
nearly panicked when I felt his mouth vacate my sex.  But then, I sensed him
move to hover over me and I heard the rattling of something and realised he was
loosening the fastenings of his pants. 
    And
I was not so naïve that I did not know what that meant.
    Oh
God!  Is this really happening?  Can I let this happen?  Oh, I do not know.  Yet
is this not what I have always wanted?  Is he not what I have always wanted. 
This may well be my very last chance to have him…
    And
then, he lowered himself to me and I rejoiced in the masculine feel of his
weight upon me for the first time.  His gorgeous eyes locked onto mine for just
a second just before his lips followed suit, claiming my mouth once more.  As
he kissed me, I felt the heat of his erection brushing my inner thigh as it
moved upwards in a seeking motion.  I waited for him to take me, and yet he did
not. 
    What
is he waiting for?
    Finally,
unable to stand it any longer, I whisper breathlessly into his ear, “Take me, Štefan.
 Have me.  Make me yours!”
    Emitting
a responding grunt, his hand moved down between my legs to align his rod with
my entrance, so that I felt the soft burgeoning crown of it pressing against
me.  “Yes,” I murmur to him reassuringly when still I sense his hesitation.
    I sucked in my breath as he pressed himself into me,
the hot rigidity of his cock sliding between my aching wet flesh as he entered
me.  He fet so incredible, I believed I had expired and gone to heaven!
    But
then, it changed. 
    There
was discomfort. 
    Štefan
stalled. 
    Anxiously,
I wondered what was happening. 
    Then
he pushed forth again and the discomfort worsened exponentially until I was
crying out in pain.  After several