Another Time, Another Place by ZANE

Author:ZANE
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: STREBOR BOOKS
Published: 2008-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

We both awaken to the kiss of the sun, bright and gleaming. The heat is already creeping in, causing beads of sweat to line the bridge of my nose. I am on my side, back facing Horus, and he has me pulled into his chest with his arm locked around me, and one leg draped over both of mine. I can feel the rigidness of his manhood poking me. With his arm still wrapped around me, I maneuver myself so that I can turn my body around to him, face-to-face. Although, I am full from the pleasures of the night before, I cannot believe I have allowed him to stay. Cannot believe I am looking into his face, breathing in his breath scented with stale passion. Can not imagine why I did not wake him in the still of the night and send him on his way. Probably because I will have him another round, I think.

“Good morning,” he says, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “The gods have poured down their blessings upon us this beautiful day.” He pulls me into his arms, and buries his face against my neck. His breath is warm and tickly, but I do not become aroused. “Oh, Raghaba, what have you done to me?”

I slowly pull back from him; look into his eyes. There is another kind of wanting in them, a wanting I will not provide. “I have given you what you have so desired.”

“And I yearn more.”

“There is nothing more to offer you.”

“Oh, my sweet Raghaba,” he says, leaning up on his elbow, “how wrong you are. There is still so much more of you to give. You are so full of vigor, so full of adventure. I want to spend every wakening moment exploring the depths of your spirit.”

I force a slight smile. I do not want to sound callous, do not want to breed cynicism, but he is asking for things he will never be given. Things I will not allow him to lay claim to. There is no one man I wish to share more than what I am willing to give him, a night or two of unadulterated, endless bliss. Anything more would be a lie chaining my spirit. I am not of this world to be tied down to matters of the heart. Not one to be hostage to emotions, or to expectations, or to vulnerabilities that come with opening up and giving of oneself—not in mind or heart, and definitely not to any one living, breathing being.

“This,” I say, running my hands all over my nakedness, “is all I wish to give. And when I have fulfilled your desires, I shall move on to someone else’s.”

He presses his lips against me, hard. Silences me from speaking what he does not want to hear, slipping his hand between my legs and stroking the front of my vagina, nuzzling two fingers between the spaces between each lip, then massaging my clitoris with his thumb.

“Mmm,” I moan.

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