21

The sun was setting beautifully, while the moon was slowly crawling out, ready to take it's position in the sky.



The sweet cool breeze blew mildly, touching her smooth skin, moving her smoothly brushed hair backwards and rustling some papers on the table which happened to be close by.



The door opened, making some creaking sounds, someone entered into the room slowly and quietly.



The winds blew his sweet scent towards her nose, she inhaled his sweet scent, and she knew who it was, and as always, he smelled like spices.



"Hello wife", he said as his deep voice whispered into the air, giving her a sweetly pleasant sensation all round her body.



His masculine voice was low, sending shivers and anticipation down her body.

She turned, turned her face towards the door to see who it would be, it was Richard.



His presence was divine, god-like and overwhelming. He had this manly energy which already caused a tingling sensation in her once he started walking closer to her.



"Hello Richard!", She said out I'm desperation. Something was happening inside her and she couldn't really explain what she was feeling, the sound of those words eluding from her mouth was something she couldn't believe.



Even she too couldn't believe how she sounded, she sounded like someone who was emotional, someone who was in need, but not physical needs, something quite mental and emotional.



He smiled as she mentioned his name. He smiled showing off his perfect dentition and his beautiful face.



He stood at a corner of the room where light rays couldn't reach as at the the time he entered, but now she said his name, he began to walk his way towards her.



"You've been tempting me my lady!", Richard said as he crossed the distance between them and held her firmly by her waist, holding her a little bit down.



"Have I? Or maybe it's you tempting me", Emily replied immediately.



Now, she was no longer surprised at whatever thing she was saying, she was just following her emotions, what she felt within her, but maybe what she was feeling was something erotic, something sexual.



A weird feeling, but she followed the feeling in the direction it led her.



"Oh.. have I?", Richard said again as he held her yo but still clinged onto her waist.



"Yes. You have", Emily replied instantly.

Richard was seducing her the whole time, probably since morning, with the way he held her in the morning, to the way he touched her.



She remembered how she felt even after he left her in that sexual state, she began to rub her skin and breathe in a way that showed someone was holding on to her but no one was in the room.



Then the way he stared at her while they had breakfast, the way he said those words, "you look beautiful", it made her heart go wild.



The way he gawked at her, as if he would pin her to an imaginary bed and do all sort of things to her, she felt something all this while.



And now, he wore a tight fitted singlet, it showed it muscled smooth skin and his chest pumped out like it was going to break through the clothing material.



She could see his chest muscles, the prints his abdominal muscles had left on the shirt. She felt like touching them, running her hands through his skin, having the feeling of what it felt like.



"You can touch it", he said as though he could hear her thoughts.



He looked at her, her eyes lost in lust, her hands shaky, like she wanted to feel something, her mouth slightly open, it felt as though her nostrils were not enough for breathing and she decided to seek help from her mouth.



She heard those words from his mouth, she couldn't help it but touch what she always envisioned to touch, to feel what she always wanted to feel.



It was fierce, though she loved every fibre if the muscles she felt.



She looked up at him, her eyes caught his, she saw his burning eyes, it was like the inner compartment of a volcano, red like the flames.



They could hear voices from afar, shouting loudly, "Would you get up and go back to work?!!"



"Too tired? You're being lazy!!", The voice yelled out again.



It sounded just like Agatha's voice, yelling loudly at the other maids across the house.



All she wanted was to make up a very impressive and elaborate party, she was in charge of the food and decorations and she was trying all her possible best to make a serious impression.



Emily looked towards the door and then said to Richard, "Shouldn't we check up on the maids?".



She asked being concerned and considerate, the loud commands and scream Agatha released was just enough to get anyone else worried about what was really going on.



"No!", Richard said as he held Emily's chin which faced the door and brought it closer go his face.



"Focus on me!", He continued sounding emphatic and very much into the mood.



Before Emily could say a word, he pressed his soft lips on hers and kissed her viciously and passionately.



He grabbed her head and captured her lips in a heated kiss, his hands going round from her bosoms to her waist and them grabbing her butt with his fist.



He buried his face in her shoulders, kissing her neck and there, he inhaled the scent of her hair, the hair oil was a very good one and it made her hair smell heavenly



He licked her neck mildly, kissing her ears and then whispered in a relatively soft voice, "I want you Emily. Everything about you".



His hot breath created a feeling in her, something she couldn't control, she could feel something inside her, her wolf groaning for a better part of him.



"I want you too", Emily whispered the same as she moaned when his lips touched her neck, licking it up, up to her jawline and back on her lips.



He used his tongue, exploring the sweetening taste of her lips, exploring the delicious taste of her mouth.



Her body wasn't hers to control, her hands roaming all round his body, holding every part of him like someone was going to take him way from her.



She kissed him with all form of passion, with all feeling of lust and a feeling of want.



Within her, she wanted him to hold her tightly to himself, his bare body against hers, creating a warmth no cold could counter, creating a bond no one can break, creating a feeling nothing can rebuke.



They weren't talking anymore, just kissing, touching, sucking and making love like the previous night.



Though they had an intimate session the previous night, they craved each other like they just met each other.



He opened the straps of her dress, letting it slide down on it's one, while his hands caressed her smooth skinned body.



She did the same, that could be the only moment they paused, just to remove the singlet which Richard wore and then they returned back to the kissing like they never stopped.



He lifted her up, his lips still pressed against her lips, and then he dropped her on the bed slowly