Valentine's Day Dance Part 2 (rated R) He lifted my slender body in his arms. Gently lying me down. Standing by the bed, he began to remove his clothes for me. His eyes never left mine wanting to see the slightest change in my emotions as he bared himself to me. Completely naked he stood before me. Letting me see his differences giving me the chance to change my mind. He waited only a second. His magnificent body left me speechless. I went to my knees. Slowly lifting my gown over my head. I laid it on the floor beside the shoes I discarded earlier. Holding my arms out to him he joined me on the bed. There was no time for foreplay between us our need for each other too great. He entered my welcoming body in one powerful thrust. His deep penetration sent my body into orgasm immediately. I arched upward to him, screaming his name. Not a second passed when my climax set of his. He held himself deep inside me. My inner muscles frantically contracting around him, taking his milky streams of semen into my body with an urgency unlike anything I have ever known. My moans and cries as his loins moved into mine were answered by his triumphant roars as he claimed his mate. Our sounds were that of pure pleasure. Our orgasm was so exhausting the last drops of his seed were still pumping into my body as we drifted into slumber. He was awaken a littler later by the message on the pipes. "The Valentine's Day dance would begin in a half hour. Through his greater weight was on the bed, he was miraculously still inside me. Tenderly he left my body. The emptiness made me stir but not awaken. Climbing out of bed, careful not to wake me, he went to the basin. The cold water felt wonderful upon his face. Grabbing a towel he padded it dry. Thinking of the lovemaking we shared, he turned toward the bed. My naked body was uncovered. One leg was straight out. The other slightly bent than out. My body was calling to him. He returned to me than. Lightly brushing a stray hair from my face. He looked at me. I was so beautiful to him. My body slightly flushed from our lovemaking. He knew beneath the amber hair on his body, he had that same flush. He loves me so. He began to kiss my body everywhere. His desire for me returning. His kisses heated my body. My eyes fluttered open to find him straddling my hips. His beautiful face was above mine. My gray green eyes met his startling blue ones. He kissed my slightly swollen lips and said he loved me. I told him I loved him too and asked him to make love to me. Entering me in one smooth stroke we lost ourselves in our passion. As he was giving me his seeds for the second that evening, he felt someone approaching his chamber. Unable to leave my body until our desire was fulfilled, he reached behind him pulling the blanket around us. His body sheltering mine as the intruder enters his chamber. "There you are Vincent, she was looking for him. It was Brigit. I had to bite my lip to hide my sounds of pleasure from her when another orgasm consumed me. She was hoping he would escort her to the dance. My orgasm had brought on his. He was pumping his seeds inside of me than, making his voice husky when he told her to go ahead he would see her there." She asked him what was wrong with his voice. He told her nothing. He would see her in the grand hall shortly. She replied by saying all right my love I will be waiting for you and she left. We continued our lovemaking after she had gone. When our orgasms finally came to an end, I gently poked his side asking him what Brigit was doing there? He told me she came yesterday unexpectedly. She wanted to spend Valentine's Day Below. I said I see and asked what dance she was referring to. He gently rolled off of me than, holding me close. He explained every year they have a special dance for Valentine's Day. The tunnel females would line up and each male would pick a dance partner. It is all in fun. He said he never participated. He just watches in the background. Than I asked if Brigit knew of this. He told me he and father were discussing it when she arrived. She overheard and suggested that since it was a leap year why not let the women choose this year. It was an interesting suggestion and the tunnel community approved it. I told him he knows as well as I do that she wants to choose him. He agreed with me that she probably does that is why she made the suggestion. I told him what are we waiting for. Let us get dress. I will be joining the dance this year and so was he. I told him to get dressed first. I would meet him there. He felt a plan brewing inside me and smiled. It took him ten minutes to wash up and change. He said he would see in say about ten minutes. I said give me eight. Than eight it is he replied. Placing a kiss on my lips he left. As he was walking pass Brigit's chamber, she came out. "There you are, placing her hand in the crock of his arm, I have been waiting for you." "You look quite handsome Vincent." He thanked her and said she looked nice. He was actually in shock by her dress. It was close to scandalous to say the least. She would definitely turn quite a few men's heads tonight. His would not be one of them. After seeing me earlier in my evening gown and knowing how beautiful it felt to lose himself inside my body, he knew no other woman could ever make him feel the way that I do no matter what little she may have on. As they walked to the grand hall, Brigit openly flirted with him. His thoughts were with me. He would give her an answer when one was necessary. They were last to arrive at the hall. Everyone turned their way. Look how she is blatantly flirting with Vincent and that dress, said Rebecca to Mary. "Yes I see it Rebecca was her reply. Mary she must have struggled getting into it." "No Rebecca, I think Brigit is used to wearing dresses two sizes to small. Rebecca was hoping I could be there to rescue Vincent. Mary told her I had to go to a formal dinner for my job and couldn't make it. Father's clicking of a glass to gain everyone's attention interrupted their conversation. Father spoke, tunnel community now that everyone is here, we can begin our annual Valentine's Day dance. Thanks to our special guest Brigit O'Donnel, we made a slight change in our tradition. This year being a leap year, Bridgit suggested the woman choose their partners. Father noticed how Bright clung to Vincent as he gave his speech. He knew why she suggested the change in tradition. He just hopes his son can resist her feminine wiles. Father than asked all the tunnel men who wished to participate to form a line to the left. After the men lined up Vincent stayed in the background must to Brigit's surprise. Mary, father and Rebecca noticed her reaction immediately. Not wishing to delay the dance father said let the choosing begin. Brigit choose to go last. The other woman already had their partners chosen. Mary chose father, Rebecca chose James, Jamie chose Mouse and of course Olivia chose Kanin and so on. There were two men left when it was Brigit's turn Pascal and William. She gave Vincent a pleading look and he joined the line. Father was disappointed seeing Vincent in line. He must have given in to Brigit's charm. Everyone felt sorry for Pascal than. They knew Brigit was going to pick Vincent. Father announced Brigit's turn. "For my Valentine's Day partner, her choice interrupted when Vincent looked toward the back of the hall and smiled. The crowd followed his gaze and gasped when they heard my soft voice from the back of the room. "I chose Vincent." The crowd parted as I descended the stairs. Making my way through the crowd toward Vincent, everyone's mouth dropped open a moment before commented on the delicate, stunningly beautiful vision I was in my red evening gown. Vincent met he half way offering me his arm and whispered that I had made it just in time and called me his love. I said to him, he knew I was waiting in the back for the right moment. Giving me the biggest smile I have ever seen at my cleverness, he told me I love you. Father and Mary looked at each other and smiled. Brigit was furious but hid her felling well. Pascal approached her offering her his arms and said I guess that leaves us as partners. Placing her arm in his, yes Pascal I guess it does. When Vincent met me he put his arm around me placing a kiss upon my lips. Seeing his show of affection everyone smiled except for one person Brigit. With me at his side Vincent lifted a glass off one of the tables clicking it to get everyone's attention. A hush fell over the crowd. Than he spoke, before we begin our dance tonight, there is something he wanted to ask me, the beautiful woman at his side; everyone nodded their heads acknowledging him to continue. Lying the glass down, he took me in his arms. His voice was loud and clear when he addressed me. Catherine Chandler as we stand here in front of everyone, I am asking you to become my wife. Everyone held his or her breath waiting for my answer. With tears in my eyes and in front of everyone, I said yes Vincent I would love to be your wife. The crowd exhaled the breath they were holding. With tears in their eyes as well, they cheered when Vincent sealed our engagement with a passionate kiss. Hearing me accept Vincent's proposal of marriage, Brigit sighed in defeat. "She knew I had won." Father cleared his throat, choked up by the tender moment between his son and I. Let the dance begin. He asked Vincent and I to do the honors of starting the dance. Placing his arms possessively around my waist, his eyes never left mine as we began the first waltz. As our Valentine's Day dances continued throughout the years, this one would remain in the hearts of our community forever. The End Shirley's Fanfic Index. |
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