<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5700000/Kingdom-Of-Heaven-kingdom-of-heaven-5751717-400-225.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Rashid<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Bedu<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Crimson Palace (continued from The Thirteen Monkeys)<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Shazadi<br/><hr/><br/>He smiled, his lips curling as he gazed down at his lover and heard her breath his name as though in prayer. As her toes curled into his chest his smile broadened, pleased by the signs that she was taking pleasure from his ministrations.  But that did not compare to how she reacted once he truly began to try to please her.<br/><br/><em>“Dear Gods, man … that feels so gooood....harder...”</em><br/><br/>"Be careful what you wish for Shazadi. You just might get more, than you bargained for." Rashid growled playfully with a smile. He lowered his lips to her leg, kissing a trail along the calf she had extended up his chest. Her body was like the sands, an uncharted expanse begging to be explored, and his lips, tongue and teeth grazed over the slim, toned muscles of her calf in search of pleasure. He kept his eyes upon hers, his thumb continuing to tease and taunt her pearl, sliding down another finger to allow him to gently roll her bud of pleasure between thumb and forefinger. His eyes devoured her, gazing heatedly at the wanton movements her body was making beneath him.<br/><br/>He obeyed her command, the hand which had slid along her extended leg slid back down her smooth limb, and settled upon her hip. His grip established, his next thrust filled the room with the meaty impact of flesh upon flesh. He drew in deep breaths, as he started to piston his cock in and out of her slick, velvet vise with all the power and speed he could manage. Every thrust ending with a wet clap of impact, and a moan of pleasure was often torn from his lips. Her tight walls clenching upon his manhood, desperately seeking to hold him within her, to milk him of his essence. The leg she kept wrapped around his waist spurred him on, the presence of that leg was erotic to him, told him she wanted him inside her, every flex of her leg urging him onward, beckoning him to continue.<br/><br/>He watched her body sway beneath his assault, watched with hungry eyes as her hands gripped her own breasts, her hands supporting those perfect orbs as his every thrust tried to send them shaking upon her body. Her hips were bucking, struggling to break free of the pressure his hand was exerting upon her, trying to aid him in increasing the force and speed of his thrusts. Her belly rippled and shifted, the toned muscles under silken flesh undulating as she worked her stomach in an attempt to move her hips, the movement causing her tattoos to move in an intoxicating manner. His cock was swelling with pleasure, but he focused, he wasn't ready to be done yet, he hadn't even given her a single orgasm yet. He redoubled his efforts, gripping her hips, slamming himself in to the hilt with every thrust, his eyes locking upon hers, hungry to watch that moment of pleasure overtake her, to see the blush of orgasm rise up her chest, until she finally succumbed to the mind numbing pleasures she sought for her goddess.<br/>