| Storm Clouds By: Serena Christian stirred in his light sleep. It had taken him an eternity to fall asleep, for the image of Satine would not escape his mind. There were thousands of pictures that he had mentally taken of his love, and nothing would set him free of this world called Satine. In his dreams, these pictures did not cease to flash before his eyes. He heard a light moan, and saw the angelic image of Satine on top of him, straddling his hips, looking desperately at the ceiling. The delicate moans and panting became louder and quickened their pace. The blurry image of Satine�s steaming concentration on their highest moment of passion, finally forced Christian awake. He found himself sitting up in his bed, breathless. It took him a moment to realize where he was, and who he wasn�t holding in his arms. He couldn�t take it any longer. He swung his legs around the bed, and wiped the sweat off his brow. Christian was still in his clothes, so all he grabbed while walking briskly out the door was a light coat. He needed Satine. He didn�t care what was at stake. His passion and love couldn�t be held in any longer for Satine. He left his garrett, and shut the door as thunder and lightning began to crash outside. ********************************* Satine sat in her room, staring out the window into the cloudy night sky. She took a deep breath in, and exhaled while turning around and miserably making her way back to her bed. She couldn�t sleep. Satine closed her eyes and sat down on the edge of the bed, and an involuntary image of Christian flashed before her. He was smiling. She opened her eyes again, used to the image and moving figure of her love appearing whenever she even blinked. Satine smiled a little, and closed her eyes again, wanting to see more of Christian. He appeared again, this time with a look of joy and agony almost at the same time. They were making love passionately, and Christian was lying flat on the floor of his garret. Satine saw Christian beneath her, opening his mouth slightly and letting out a small groan as she moved back and forth on top of him. She began to move faster, never knowing she could experience such heat and joy inside her. She opened her eyes, breathing slightly faster, and realizing that she was lying with her back arched on the bed and her fingers between her legs. She quickly sat up, stood from her bed, and checked herself in the mirror. Satine applied some blush half-heartedly, and turned around once, making sure she didn�t need anything. The only thing she needed was Christian. She left her room immediately as the rain began to pour down outside. ************************************* Christian could still hear his heart pound in his chest, despite the rain pouring everywhere around him. He made his way across the street towards Satine�s room as fast as he could run. He attempted to shield his face with his hand, but that was no use, for the rain was so heavy that nothing could prevent Christian from getting soaked. ************************************ Satine was running swiftly through the rain, and thinking about that heart-pounding image of making love to Christian. She couldn�t escape it. Then, Satine stopped in her tracks, and looked ahead to see a blurry figure standing not 20 feet from her. This figure had already stopped and was staring intently at the wet beauty standing before him. The space between Satine and Christian became smaller and smaller, until slowly, their lips were 2 inches away. They simply looked at each other, standing in the rain, slightly tilting their heads to make sure that the person before them was really there. Without any words, they both knew what they needed. They could feel the physical connection within each other. Christian leaned to Satine, and merely brazed his wet lips across her dainty, red awaiting ones. She opened her mouth slightly and closed her eyes, breathing onto his skin, feeling his presence. Satine opened her eyes, and they looked into each other for another moment, and then they leaned hard into each other, kissing passionately. Christian�s tongue pried into Satine�s mouth as she moaned heavily. His hands slid down Satine, and pressed firmly into her lower back, forcing her pelvis into Christian�s. This, in turn, made Satine release her mouth from Christian�s, and throw her head back, groaning loudly. Christian leaned his forehead on Satine�s shoulder, unintentionally giving himself a line of sight down Satine�s loose-fitting dress. He stood there for a moment, enjoying Satine�s heaving breasts, panting breathlessly, and then looked up at Satine. Her mouth was still open wide, and her head was still looking upwards towards to rain falling on her smooth skin. After staring into each other�s eyes for a moment, Satine almost whispered Christian�s name, but before she could, his finger touched her lips. She closed her eyes yet again, letting Christian slip his finger into her mouth. She whimpered as Christian�s free hand slid up her short dress ever so slowly. It reached the hot area between her legs, and he began caressing it softly. Satine closed her eyes even harder, with Christian�s finger still in her mouth. The rain poured down hard on the two lovers. Christian rubbed harder and faster, following how Satine was sucking on his finger. He could feel her want more, so he gave her more. His hand moved vigorously back and forth, as Satine moaned and panted onto Christian�s finger which was nearly all the way in her mouth. She was almost at the peak of her orgasm, when Christian took his fingers out of her for a brief moment. During that painful and amazing moment, Satine�s mouth flew open, as her head threw back and she cried out into the night. Christian waited the exact right amount of time to begin massaging Satine once again. His mouth was open in concentration, and he felt so hot even in the cold rain. He moved his finger back and forth faster than before, making Satine climax for almost 30 seconds. Both were utterly at a loss for words, as Christian�s hand slowly came down and out of Satine�s dress, lightly stroking her shaky legs. Both trembled as Christian took Satine in and embraced her bare shoulders. He loved nothing more than pleasing Satine, and she leaned against his shoulder, still panting. The rain was slowing down, and the two could finally hear each other�s breathing and heartbeats gradually returning to normal. They were both thinking the same thing. They had such a physical need and attraction for each other, that storm clouds could gather, but nothing could stop their love. |