25 Under the Lover's Sky

Karl has been teasing her the whole day. He would kiss her suddenly, or hug her. It has been a sweet day and time passed by swiftly.

She busied herself with the flowers in the garden until Karl called her for lunch. Later she helped him prepare some sliced fruits, which later he asked to be fed with while his head rests on her lap as they watch tv.

While she cannot concentrate on whatever they are watching. As his fingers travel up and down her legs lightly sending shivers down her spine. This Master seems to enjoy her blushing until she hold both of her cheeks, he got up and took her hands as his lips took over hers. His hands slipped to her back as he lay down on the sofa taking her on top of him.

They kissed until they ate breathless.

"Look at me."

But Kristine refused to open her eyes, until she felt his fingers tugging her chin lightly. He toppled her over and stare at her with so much tenderness that she wanted to think maybe somehow he might learn to love her back.

Love. Hope. Then there is guilt.

Her eyes watered. But he kissed her again drowning whatever thoughts she have.

By sunset he took her to the 3rd floor which she has not yet seen.

There is a huge round lounge, looking fluffy in white, with white carpet underneath. There is a mini bar on one side, its blue and white features resembles a place in Santorini. The whole floor is scattered with white candles.

And there is a jacuzzi over the other side. The oval shape jacuzzi is shaped like a rose on the outer side, its white marble reflecting the colors of the sunset and the candles on the floor.

On its side is a chilled champagne and two glasses. And fresh strawberries.

He led her by the jacuzzi, went to her backside and slowly lowered the straps of her dress by her shoulders. It fell by her feet and soon her underwear followed.

She stands naked under the pink and orange sky, yet she doesn't feel cold. Her skin is so hot to the touch. She can feel his gaze on her, followed by the light traces if his fingertips. She shivered at his touch.

"Beautiful." He whispered while he shower her shoulders with kisses.

It was quite a while before he let her go to the water, which is covered in white and pink petals. The bath is warm and the water fragrant, but she can only think of her heart panting.

She lay down facing him, and when he slowly take each of his clothes off, her eyes widened but unable to look away.

This magnificent man she love so much. There is no getting ready for this moment, even when she knew since she can comprehend, that this day will come. His body sculpted to perfection, every move a work of art. She can't help but gasp when the final piece of clothing was gone.

This angel is God's gift to women.

She watched him join her, her body answers his call. As if under a spell, she kissed him back with equal passion. His kisses traced her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. Sucking softly. Marking her delicate skin red. He tasted her shoulders, she gasped aloud when both his hands found each of her bare breasts, kneading and teasing. Tugging her nipples light and hard alternatively, as his lips covered hers again making her moan in his mouth.

When his mouth covered one of her breast, she tilted her head back in pleasure. She lightly opened her eyes and found that the moon has shown itself. He cupped both breasts as he tasted them alternatively.

Kristine is lost in the sweet pleasure he is doing on her body. He wrapped her legs in his waist as he carried her to the soft bed, his mouth not leaving her chest, one hand behind her back and one stroking her there.

"Aaaaah--"

"You like it?"

"Please--" She need him. Her body is burning in desire. She don't know what she wants anymore.

"Patience darling, the night is still long."

She felt her back hit the soft bed, the fur in the covers tickling her. She felt something cold drop in her chest. When she opened her eyes, she saw him holding an ice cube and then he gently traced her skin with it. His hot mouth then this cold ice. The night is filled with her moaning and gasping and begging.

This man is a man of control. He tasted her long legs, finding their sensitive spot. And when his mouth faced her femininity, he gently blew on it and her hands grasp his hair. He stretched his hands back to her chest. His tongue teasing her there by tasting it slowly, then he licked and sucked her until she call his name.