Page 22 of Conquered

Chapter 8

The view outside the glass window of his home was spectacular, something out of this world. Noelle stared hypnotized into the sea. Across the ocean, the moon took control and dominated the landscape. It resembled a giant orb of silver, casting its pale light and creating a swath of silvery patterns on the still waters.

A slight movement made her distinctly aware that Hunter had joined her out in the patio. He offered her a glass of wine.

“To you,” he raised his glass in a toast.

Noelle smiled and raised her glass back at him.

There was no awkwardness between them, just a heightened awareness and unspoken anticipation, desire building, and knowledge of what they wanted from one another.

"Noelle," he uttered her name, his face inches from her. The warmth of his breath stoked the embers and warmed her like kindling. He moved closer and held her in his arms. A heat began to form in her chest that traveled throughout her body, down to her toes.

He scrutinized her every reaction, from the slight trembling of her lips to the way her nostrils flared as if she found breathing difficult. He leaned forward slowly just as Noelle raised her face and in an instant their lips touched in a first kiss.

For Noelle, the initial meeting of their lips was the beginning of a journey. Hunter's assuredness overcame whatever hesitation she hid so well.

At once their lips moved in harmony, moving in circles in an act of getting to know one another. Rough and smooth, soft and moist, they were a perfect fit. Noelle’s heart swelled, even as Hunter’s own beat loudly against her chest.

From a gentle probing, it blossomed into something bold and searching. Hunter slipped his tongue into her mouth. Suddenly it was no longer just a kiss. Desire was evident in the way they devoured each other, lips and tongue in a furious battle that flowered into a longing to express something more urgent.

Noelle moaned gently, and so did Hunter, before he picked her up and carried her inside.

Without breaking stride, Hunter carried her up the stairs and straight into his bedroom. He deposited her gently down to the floor. He turned her away from him and rested both hands on her shoulder. He kissed the side of her neck just behind her ear then pulled the pin that held her hair until it cascaded like a waterfall on her shoulder. Hunter lifted her hair up and tugged at the zipper on her back.

Noelle held onto the bodice of her dress. She realized she was completely naked underneath the gown with just a pair of undies. The soft zipping sound the dress made was in complete discord to the wild beating of her heart. Suddenly, she felt shy.

Hunter faced her once more. He smiled as he saw her desperately holding on to the dress. He pried her hand away from the soft material. The gown dropped down to her feet like a whisper.

“You have beautiful skin,” he crooned in approval, before dropping down on one knee catching her by surprise. He held her ankle and removed a shoe, doing the same with the other foot.

Noelle sent a silent thank you to wherever Thomas Gaye was at the moment. All the pain she endured earlier at the spa gave her confidence that she was ready for anything tonight. But she needed to snap out of her stupor before she turned into a statue.

Her arms reached out to him. She began to undress him slowly and deliberately, enjoying the sight of his body as his clothes came off a piece at a time. She didn’t stop until he was as naked as she was. His clothes joined the heap on the floor. She shimmied out of her panties as he did the same with his underpants.

She gently caressed the side of his hip marveling at the curly hair that was his happy trail. Her palms made caressing motions all the way to his back, where she lowered them down to the gentle mound of his ass and copped a feel. It was hard and firm to the touch.

His nostrils flared yet his breathing came in pants. Hooded eyes failed to conceal irises that dilated with sexual tension. Their eyes locked in a hypnotic trance. She gently sucked on his shoulder, teasingly biting his flesh and moving her way up his neck without any particular destination.

Hunter’s cock responded to her strokes, poking hard against her navel. She wanted to touch and caress it. But Hunter was suddenly down on his knees again, kissing her navel before burying his face into her pubes.

“You smell so good.” His muffled words reached her.

Noelle arched her back raising her face to the ceiling and giving a soft moan of pleasure. She ran her hand through his hair. A gesture she wanted to do since the first time she met him. It felt soft to her touch. She pulled him up so that they faced each other.

He twisted his arms behind her back, lowered them down to the back of her thighs and pulled both legs upward. Noelle straddled him, wrapping her legs around his lower waist. He carried her easily and brought her to the bed.

Noelle recognized the achy sensation that bloomed between her loins.. A tightening inside the vagina that could only be described as pure anticipation. Their eyes were firmly locked onto each other.

Hunter shimmied backward, folded his legs beneath him, and sat before her naked body. He reached for her knees and planted her feet on the bed, opening her legs wide. His eyes smoldered as he bent forward, towards her pussy, and began kissing the outer lips of her vagina. Then he reached with his tongue and flicked at her protruding clit.

“Ohhh god,” Noelle moaned and closed her eyes.

She felt his fingers part the lips of her vagina, followed by the firm moist sensation of his tongue on her. She felt the slippery slickness of her own arousal even as he increased the pressure of his tongue on her sensitive nub, stroking her there. When he probed her with his middle finger, Noelle thought she would surely go insane. Her whole body was on fire.

Hunter‘s masterful strokes with his tongue sent Noelle’s body arching off the bed. Moaning and sighing sounds reverberated from her throat.

Without breaking his tempo, Hunter reached up and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently, before his thumb started it’s own brand of sweet torture on her hardened nipple. The combination of his tongue on her clit and finger massaging her nipple in a circular motion almost made her come. Her body shivered, every hair on her skin stood on end.