<span style="font-family:Philosopher">The moans that fell from her mouth were like siren songs compelling him to throw all sense and reason to the wind. How he wanted to taste that sweet nectar that coursed through her veins, but he knew to make the wait burn longer. He had had thousands of years of doing just this after all and, as his hands gripped her buttocks, tightly, he kneaded the flesh expertly. She felt like she was molding herself against him and, even through the fabric of his extensive pants and the thin clothed barrier separating her innocent womanhood from him, he could feel her dampness.<br/>
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The whimper that escaped her beautiful, red, plush lips echoed in the dark living room and sent him almost shivering in desire. The way her back arched  had him hiss his breath and he pulled her further against him, his hands leaving the soft flesh of her ass to grip her lower back. The way she whispered, no begged, her pleases only encouraged him to keep going and he had to avoid biting her then and there. Oh, these modern women and their undergarments! It was an untold wonder for a man who had lived during the excesses and frivolity of the late Roman Empire and the prude formality of the Victorian era.<br/>
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However, the fun was almost completely dashed as the beautiful ginger forced her way to her feet from his grasping hands. He frowned slightly, but decided to let it pass as he leaned back into his seat, arm coming to rest on the armrest next to him. He drummed his fingers on the armrest in a patient tattoo as the frown was slowly replaced with a small smile as he watched her reach behind herself and pull the zipper of her dress down. As he watched, the dress fell away from her like liquid night and he drank greedily of the visage it revealed, from long shapely legs, beautiful curves of thigh and hips, to the full and luscious swell of her breasts.<br/>
The way she stood there, so confident, not at all the demure innocent he was expecting, made him want her all the more. Normally, he would have beckoned her to come back to his lap, but he would not wait. Not this time. With one fluid gesture, he arose from his seating position and was suddenly in front of her. His eyes were suddenly intense and heated as he looked in to her sapphire orbs."You are a beauty for the ages, my dear." He said in an almost-whisper. It was entirely true, what he said. He had met many beautiful women in his lifetime but Katherine was worthy to stand above them all.<br/>
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He kissed her then, hands reaching to hips, to pull her against him. The kiss was deeper than the others, as he drew her in with his lips and tongue. As he kissed her, his grip on her hips tightened until suddenly he was lifting her up in his arms and began to carry her, all the way keeping his lips locked on hers. They unerringly made their way through the house, up the stairs to the <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimgur.com%2FyU3caNX&amp;hash=809f3acd4f59bca2c53b88fb2e71f495" href="https://imgur.com/yU3caNX" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">master bedroom</a>. The room was dark save for a small bedroom light fixture that painted the room in amber tones. He crossed the white carpet and desposited the woman on the bed gently, following her on to it's cotton sheets eagerly as his hands finally came up and cupped her soft breasts, the palms of his hands teasing the sensitive peaks of each with long practice.<br/>
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(Sorry for taking so long!)</span>