The breath was sucked from Elariel when Tae'loren dove for her womanhood. Even though he was wise enough to go gentle on her sensitive body, the pleasure was almost overwhelming. He had her writing again in seconds, panting and sweating, her fingers reaching down to tangle in his hair. To her disbelief she could feel the pleasure rising again, coming in like waves against a shore with the lapping of her lover's tongue.<br/><br/>But he stopped. Elariel's eyes snapped open and she watched as Tae'loren slid up her body, their skin burning against each other. She captured his gaze in her own as he thrust into her in one easy stroke. She gasped at the sudden fullness and her clit throbbed for him.<br/><br/>"Yes please!" She murmured, wiggling her hips against him as her hands roamed over his back and behind, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she let go of all restraint and gave in to the pleasure that they seemed designed to share as one. She would take anything he could give her, and she would give him everything she could. She was consumed by him, every breath timed with his own, her own pleasure riding on his.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>