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Delta Smooth said:
good morning/afternoon/evening!


how be everyone.....i'm so beat from helping out my neighbors yesterday with there yard sale. what have you all been doing???
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Not much, going to mom's later and work on her computer, gonna de sisterize it. Seems little sis, messed it up, so I get to clean up after her again... :rolleyes:

Good morning to you :D :rose:
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
Not much, going to mom's later and work on her computer, gonna de sisterize it. Seems little sis, messed it up, so I get to clean up after her again... :rolleyes:

Good morning to you :D :rose:
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you know....my ex boyfriend used to have to do that with my comp when i was just starting to understand computers......now i've learned that if i don't know what the file is.....DO NOT TOUCH :D
 
# 32

Post 28Stephen needed to get her back to the castle before, he claimed her for his own.
Post 29"She is a woman, and they hold more power then you realize."
Post 30 Lucy O'Reiley would need another daughter to heal the pain of Sally's death at Horatio's hands.
Post 31"...I hope some of her spark is back."



The afternoon wore on, and while Marcus and Philip worked out the details of Marcus' new fortune, Stephen continued to battle his own demons. They had gotten camp cleaned and had headed toward the castle once more. Stephen had to fight with every part of his body. His head had to constantly tell him not to touch her here or not to press against her there.

When they stopped for water, and a light meal, Stephen had considered walking beside Desiree and the stallion. In the end, he realized that if he did that, then the journey would last another full day, and he didn't have much more strength in himself, to stop from taking her as it was. Another day with her would kill him.

Right now if they continued at the pace they were, and on into the night, they would reach the castle just as the morning meal was ending. He pushed them all very hard. Stephen felt the change in her posture immediately. Looking down he gazed upon her closed eyes, and partially opened lips. As she slept he moved his arms to hold her more gently.

She sighed against him, and snuggled closer. Stephen bit his lip, and groaned. The bulge in his slacks had been straining through most of the trip. He had resorted to counting in order to concentrate on something else, besides the woman's body pressed against him. This would work until she shifted, and pushed against him again.

After they had dealt with the wild pig, he hadn't returned to her. He knew if he had she would not be the way she was when he had sworn his allegiance to protect her. Now her warm breath hit his skin, and his cock was once more rising, in anticipation for something Stephen refused to give in to. He tried to thick of old Hetta, the healer of the castle. Her features were wrinkled, and almost all of her teeth were either rotted or missing. She was small and frail.

When Hetta had drank to much ale, she became a wanton female, and offered herself to any man or woman. No one that he knew of took her up on the offer, unless they to were so inebriated that they didn't know it. Stephen thanked God that he had never been that drunk. Now though he used her image and formed a picture of her servicing a member of a peasant, that immediately brought his aroused state down, and he shivered violently.

He shook the image from his head, and decided not to do that again. The dream was awful, the reality he was sure would have been even worse. Looking ahead he concentrated on the changing colors of the leaves. It would be the harvesting time soon, and then winter. The girls would celebrate their birthdays during the harvesting. The winter was hard, so must parties were thrown during the easier climate.

Stephen thought of Lady Katherine, and sent a silent prayer to her, in hopes she would be able to grace the halls of Iverness. He hated not knowing what was going on, and he decided that once Lady Desiree was home safely, he would head back to the abbey and see if their was word about her condition. The wounds in his arm and leg were healing, and though it would have been easier if he allowed Desiree to care for them, he refused to allow her to help.

The idea of her hands on his skin, brought another stirring in his crotch and he rolled his eyes, "Holy Mother, this is going to be a long trip." He adjusted his seat and growled as Desiree's arm fell from her waist and slid to his lap. "Damn," he muttered, and went back to the idea of Hetta and old man Drake.


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RedHairedandFriendly said:
Post 28Stephen needed to get her back to the castle before, he claimed her for his own.
Post 29"She is a woman, and they hold more power then you realize."
Post 30 Lucy O'Reiley would need another daughter to heal the pain of Sally's death at Horatio's hands.
Post 31"...I hope some of her spark is back."



The afternoon wore on, and while Marcus and Philip worked out the details of Marcus' new fortune, Stephen continued to battle his own demons. They had gotten camp cleaned and had headed toward the castle once more. Stephen had to fight with every part of his body. His head had to constantly tell him not to touch her here or not to press against her there.

When they stopped for water, and a light meal, Stephen had considered walking beside Desiree and the stallion. In the end, he realized that if he did that, then the journey would last another full day, and he didn't have much more strength in himself, to stop from taking her as it was. Another day with her would kill him.

Right now if they continued at the pace they were, and on into the night, they would reach the castle just as the morning meal was ending. He pushed them all very hard. Stephen felt the change in her posture immediately. Looking down he gazed upon her closed eyes, and partially opened lips. As she slept he moved his arms to hold her more gently.

She sighed against him, and snuggled closer. Stephen bit his lip, and groaned. The bulge in his slacks had been straining through most of the trip. He had resorted to counting in order to concentrate on something else, besides the woman's body pressed against him. This would work until she shifted, and pushed against him again.

After they had dealt with the wild pig, he hadn't returned to her. He knew if he had she would not be the way she was when he had sworn his allegiance to protect her. Now her warm breath hit his skin, and his cock was once more rising, in anticipation for something Stephen refused to give in to. He tried to thick of old Hetta, the healer of the castle. Her features were wrinkled, and almost all of her teeth were either rotted or missing. She was small and frail.

When Hetta had drank to much ale, she became a wanton female, and offered herself to any man or woman. No one that he knew of took her up on the offer, unless they to were so inebriated that they didn't know it. Stephen thanked God that he had never been that drunk. Now though he used her image and formed a picture of her servicing a member of a peasant, that immediately brought his aroused state down, and he shivered violently.

He shook the image from his head, and decided not to do that again. The dream was awful, the reality he was sure would have been even worse. Looking ahead he concentrated on the changing colors of the leaves. It would be the harvesting time soon, and then winter. The girls would celebrate their birthdays during the harvesting. The winter was hard, so must parties were thrown during the easier climate.

Stephen thought of Lady Katherine, and sent a silent prayer to her, in hopes she would be able to grace the halls of Iverness. He hated not knowing what was going on, and he decided that once Lady Desiree was home safely, he would head back to the abbey and see if their was word about her condition. The wounds in his arm and leg were healing, and though it would have been easier if he allowed Desiree to care for them, he refused to allow her to help.

The idea of her hands on his skin, brought another stirring in his crotch and he rolled his eyes, "Holy Mother, this is going to be a long trip." He adjusted his seat and growled as Desiree's arm fell from her waist and slid to his lap. "Damn," he muttered, and went back to the idea of Hetta and old man Drake.

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Ewww, old hetta sounds just "lovely" *barf*.......... :eek:
 
mark197205 said:
Made you laugh huh? :rolleyes:
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Yes, but I got the reaction I wanted also... I mean if you were picturing that wouldn't you lose your "desire" ...

I was thinking I would make him picture... Him and her... lol... but he may have gotten sick... lol
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
Yes, but I got the reaction I wanted also... I mean if you were picturing that wouldn't you lose your "desire" ...

I was thinking I would make him picture... Him and her... lol... but he may have gotten sick... lol
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Being sick all over her might not have gone down to well though.... :eek:
 
# 33

Post 28Stephen needed to get her back to the castle before, he claimed her for his own.
Post 29"She is a woman, and they hold more power then you realize."
Post 30 Lucy O'Reiley would need another daughter to heal the pain of Sally's death at Horatio's hands.
Post 31"...I hope some of her spark is back."
Post 32"Damn," he muttered, and went back to the idea of Hetta and old man Drake.


Desiree awoke with a start and noticed that nightfall had overtaken them. She had not realized how tired her body had become over the hard travel and the uncomfortable sleeping arrangements. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the forests darkness and the occasional glimpse of the stars and moon. She turned her head up and noticed Stephen, his eyes would fall then quickly open back up. Desiree knew he was tired also and she wondered why they did not rest.

Twisting in his arms, pressed against him, "We can stop you know."

"Yes we could, but I chose not to. We are making good time, and I feel we'll be there before the morning meal."

"I thought you said after," she sighed. The idea of returning home did make her happy, but at the same time frustrated. She enjoyed the quiet that surrounded her, and the feelings of being where she would not be with Stephen all day, upset her, rather then set her mind at ease.

"Since you slept so long, we did not need to stop to care for your needs, and so we trimmed time there and since you slept you didn't eat, so again more time was saved."

She shrugged her shoulders, "Well I'm glad I was not a bother to you," her voice full of sarcasm.

"Oh, no problem, Desi," he chuckled inside, knowing that wasn't what she wanted to hear.

Desiree elbowed his stomach, though wasn't surprised she had no effect on his brute strength. She wondered how her sister was, and she hoped that there were answers for her at the castle. "I don't think you should mention what occurred earlier to anyone."

Stephen stopped the horse and looked down at her, "I'd do no such thing, and for you to doubt that I would share such a thing with anyone is quite upsetting." His brow furrowed as he took in her soft skin and her delicate features. "I'd never do anything to dishonor you."

"Is that why you stopped?" she asked. Then felt her skin blush, under his stare. What had possessed her to ask such a thing?

"I stopped because a wild boar was charging at us!"

She whispered, "And if it hadn't been..." the question hung on the air.

"If it hadn't been, I would have tried to stop. I don't know if I would have succeeded. He touched her lips with his thumb and pulled them open. His finger dipped inside, and he felt the heat from her mouth. Moving his head closer, his thumb slipped away, and he drank from her mouth. The touch of his tongue against hers, brought a whimper from her body, and a growl from his.

Stephen deepened the kiss, and tightened the hold he had on her waist, pulling her closer against him. Desiree found her hands moving up to twist in his hair, refusing to allow him to release her. She pushed her own tongue along the sides of his, and begged with heated strokes for him to continue their mating.

His hand slid from the reigns of the horse, to cup and capture her breast. He teased the nipple through the tight tunic she wore, and he felt the hard bud beneath it. Stephen left her lips and captured the lobe of her ear, sucking and pulling on its soft skin. She tilted her head, giving him free reign to assault her. Her hands pulled at the muscles of his shoulders, and kept her locked against him.

Using one hand on her waist, the other worked the ties of her tunic, and once more his fingers were finding the curve of her breast and the peeked nipple it housed. She gasped as he pinched the rose flower's center. He teased it and grazed his palm across it. Desiree wanted to crawl out of her clothes and into his lap, but her body was weak with desire. Stephen pushed and kneaded the sensitive globe, then eased her weight to one arm.

As she leaned back, he trailed kisses down her neck, then moved lower to the skin that rested between the twin mounds. He kissed and licked her body. His tongue slid over to the waiting gift. He captured her nipple, and began its sweet surrender. Stephen traced the shaded pink circle, his tongue bringing all the small ridges to surface, before his teeth began their seductive pull.

Desiree cried out in passion as he pulled and teased her breasts. Her nails dug into his arms, while she grasped on to him, absorbing his strength. She felt her sex become more wet, and its pulse began to hum inside of her. Stephen's mouth continued to learn each part of her nipple. The taste, the feel, the scent of her body. Everything called out for him and his ownership of her.

The sounds of many reached his ears, and he pulled his mouth from her. Pushing her body against his chest, he waited for the advancing noise to reach him. His cock ached and once more he bit back the vile words he wished to toss out at whatever was interrupting them again. He groaned in frustration as a group of the castles hunters approached. Their arrows cocked and ready. Once they recognized him, and his charge, they eased their stance and approached.

"Aye, tis you Stephen," the young man greeted.

"Hello Deak."

"What do ya have with the Miss Desiree?"

Stephen chuckled, "I'm bringing her home, we have been traveling, and she needed to be brought here to remain safe."

Deak nodded and accepted this, "Where be her chaperone?"

He glared at the small man, "You doubt her innocence?"

Laughing loudly, "No, not the wee Miss, it is you I doubt, you and that stallion the wee lasses back at the keep are aching to get back on and ride."

Desiree blushed, and gasped. Her fingers had repaired her tunic, so when she turned to stare at Deak, she gave him a haughty look. "Escort us home, and I wish not to hear further of Sir Stephen's stallion!" She didn't need to ask what Deak had meant, she felt the stallion pressed firmly against her.

Stephen chuckled and followed the archers toward home, no longer was he worried about any further ministrations on Lady Desiree's body. Once he released her to her lady's maid and her father's Mistress, he would seek release from Rebecca. He tried to conger up the wench's face, but only came back to Desiree's. Stephen realized he had a long road ahead of him, though the keep was only a few hours away.


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mark197205 said:
Its a simple question, one a lot of lady readers might be interested in knowing the answer to..... :D
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Well when and if he displays his stallion..... I'm sure it will get the job done :rolleyes: ;)
 
RedHairedandFriendly said:
I'd want to be sure... can you offer suggestions on making the process work for me... I mean her... research and all is important. ;) :D
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LOL, maybe I can....... :p :p
 
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