-Karen-“I trust you with my life!” I replied hugging the pillow tighter. I felt him part my legs a bit wider and I waited with bated breath. I heard him snicker as he touched me gently. Nothing would ever prepare me for what came next. I felt something soft flutter and suck against me in my most private area. I cried out from the immense pleasure I felt and tried to close my legs as it was too much for me. “Oh no, you don’t!” I heard him mutter as he forced them back apart and then ramped up the pace. I felt his fingers enter me as I screamed into the pillow for mercy. “This is your punishment. Good luck!” He continued for what felt like forever. I was teetering on the edge of insanity and I knew he was going to throw me off one way or the other at this point. I knew he could sense that and started sucking relentlessly on me until I slipped over the edge and died when I hit the proverbial ground. I heard him snickering as I laid there panting and feeling weak. He pulled the pillow a
-Karen-This next dance of passion was completely different than every other one. It wasn’t just pleasure on a physical plane. It was almost as if I could touch the inner most parts of him. I held him tightly to me as we moved together in our intimate dance. I could feel the tension building up between us making it difficult to breathe normally. Cheek to cheek and intertwined I whispered, “Conor, I want you! Let me blend in with you.”“I feel like I can’t get close enough to you.” He replied rushing to my lips and not allowing either of us to talk anymore for the moment. The tension was rising, and I felt like I was going to break from the pressure of it all.I ran my hands all over him as he pulled me closer. I was going to die for certain this time. “Don’t fight this!” He whispered holding me tighter than before. “Surrender to me!” He looked like he was in horrible pain, but I know he was almost to the top of the cliff right before we were going to fall to our deaths. “Surrender!” H
-Karen-A sweet smile touched his lips. “I’ll never forget the way I felt when I realized it. She was cuddled up to me after we had worked a back-to-back shift. She had just been granted permission to be my assistant a week before and we had been working a lot because of some things that happened in the capitol. We went back to my apartment because it was closer to the office than her place. I woke up and saw her watching me with those beautiful green eyes and she smiled at me and I- I swear on everything, I thought about how I felt with her. Not only working with her or being intimate but I thought about her and her lively spirit and I knew, more than anything, that I wanted her in my life forever. I felt my soul shiver with excitement and I just wanted to hold her in my arms until time stopped.”“I remember that! You stared at me for a few minutes and then you smiled back and held me so tightly. I loved the way I felt then, but I didn’t think it was going to be a serious relationshi
-Karen-“I’m sure he’s heard that so much from other women though. Anyone trying to suck up to him to get free things… Like money or jewelry.” I explained with a frown. I don’t want to be like other women. I want to be different. I want to stand out from the crowd.“Nope! I’ve known Conor since he was twelve, Karen. He just turned nineteen. That’s why Beatrice was here last month. He’s never mentioned it to me at all and I like to think I know him very well. I’m sure if you tell him how you feel about him, it will make him extremely happy.” Bart advised. “You don’t have to tell him right away. Think it through. You can’t take your words back once you say them.”“He told me he had feelings for me. Do you think he might love me?” I asked nervously. I wonder.“You would have to ask him Kay. How would you feel if he did say he was in love with you?” Bart asked as Joanne smirked. How would I feel about that? I think I would probably faint honestly. But I think I would be really happy… No!
-Karen-We woke up when it was very dark outside which was perfect. I think it’s about two or three in the morning. Perfect since it will be really dark right now! Sunrise should be between six and seven at this time of year. I put the dress and shoes back on from earlier and then grabbed the black cloak with the green underside from the rack when he stopped me. “One cloak, my flower.” He whispered in my left ear, slipping his arms around my waist. “It will be better if we share.” I nodded in agreement setting the second cloak back on the peg. I walked over and picked up the blanket we had cuddled under and the pillow stuffing them both under my arm. I walked over to the dresser as he met me there. I unsealed the room and opened a portal to the Cliffs of Typher. We stepped through to a slightly cloudy sky above us and a thin layer of snow on the ground as I shut the portal. The wind was bitterly cold, and I shivered immediately. The air is freezing cold! I have to be quick.“Is this
-Karen-He cupped my face and we kissed again. “I’m in love with you, Karen. And I’ve been for a while now.” He lifted my right hand and kissed the ring. “This ring carries the promises I made to you but also the promise that I will always love you. Even if you don’t love me back.” He kissed the ring again as I soaked in his words. He loves me. “Your ring… I picked the opal because it reminds me of you. Every color means something… The white of the stone is the fighter’s soul you carry and within that beautiful soul is the red fiery passion that I have been consumed by lately.” We exchanged chuckles. He put his forehead to mine as he continued. “Green represents your zest for life. I had to fight you a little bit on that one though. Pink is for your impressive wittiness and sassiness that I love.” I chuckled because this stone had a fair amount of pink. “There are a couple flecks of blue in this stone too. Blue represents your growing confidence. The flecks are hard to see but if you
-Karen- When I woke up it was very dark outside, so I was pretty sure we slept the small remainder of that second day. Conor was still snuggled up to me with his mouth open. I carefully kissed his cheek. He smiled in his sleep for a moment and then went back to having his mouth slightly open. I was hungry but I wanted just to watch him sleep for a little while. After about an hour he started mumbling in his sleep again. Today, I was able to make out the words ‘pretty Mage’ and ‘mother’ but that was all. I have found something more precious to me than I could have ever dreamed. More precious than my love of magic. I can't believe I ever hated you. I can't imagine my life without you now, Conor. I stopped for a moment and thought about his words. Mother? What did he mean by mother? Does he want me to try and make amends with his mother? I can try but given that meeting, I doubt there’s anything I can do to fix that aside from dropping dead.I slowly crawled to the end of the bed and gr
-Karen-I gave him a sympathetic smile and continued sewing as I spoke. “It was hard. There were many times that I thought about running away but where would I go? There definitely were times when I just wanted it all to stop but there were a few good people in my life that did their best to help me through it all.” I finished the set and started on another one. “Novo was the biggest support. Julie and Sophie helped when they could, but they had their own children to take care of. And then Lizette.” I paused from my work and met his gaze. “When I was seven, I met Lizette for the first time. I don’t remember why I had to meet her, but she was really bubbly around me and she scared me a bit because I wasn’t used to someone talking so much and asking me questions about myself. It took a while but eventually I warmed up to her.” I looked away as I thought about Lizette and how much I missed her. Oh Lizette… I miss you so much. Joanne reminds me of you though. We fell into silence for a li