Part 2
Author: Sarah
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. They belong to WWF and Titan Sports. No copyright infringement intended.
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My eyes wide with awe as I squatted carefully, silently by his side. Golden sun rays, fanning out in a blaze around his sleeping head. Resting gingerly on a bed of feathers. Sheets of smooth satin, crumpled, twisted, tormented, hanging lifelessly around, draping over his knees.
I realized that our skin still combined, his warmth surging into me. I retreated, laying my fingers upon my fell red lips.
Though the darkness, my eyes roamed, piercing the night, gazing searching, taking in every inch of his manly body. Naked, glistening, only the silk of his boxers, covering him, hiding his true manlyness.
I blinked, my eye lashes fluttering wildly, pounding, beating, growling inside under my skin, my heart thumped. The urge, growing, taking me over. I stared with intense at his bulge, hidden, away, hiding under the silk.
Longing bubbling up inside me, racing, thoughts flooding my brain. Wishing, begging, praying he would take me, hold me, before I take from him. Draw, quench my hunger.
His sent full force, clasping me, pulling, dragging me to it. Unknowing he lay, sleeping, peaceful, every muscle relaxed, skin soft, exposed and glistening.
No, I can't take him, someone, please, God help me. So perfect, amazing, the perfect image of a man. I need to take him, the sent, the smell, overpowering, screaming though my body......GOD HELP ME!
Must flee, I have to leave, I can't draw, mustn't take without him knowing. I can't hurt his body.