The Lady Andariel

Good Morning

The Lady Andariel

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The cool morning air, birds chirping, not yet aware that fall is on its way. I sit in the window, remembering the softness of your skin, and I can still smell your sweet perfume. The scent of citrus fills the room, my heart jumps as my eyes land on you. A beautiful visage of the fairest of the fair, golden blond hair wrestling with the wind. You are magnificent! My alluring vixen.

I cannot help, but be bewitched by you!

You saunter over to me and kiss me with longing, desire explodes in your eyes. They grow deeper in color. Your hands rest on my shoulders for just a moment, and I can bear it no more. I kiss you back, deeply and fire explodes in my belly. I need you now, like a thirst parched voyager.

Your deft fingers trail down my neck, your lips nibble gently on my swollen breasts. You catch a nipple with your teeth and tease me into submission. I am your toy in this moment, a doll for your pleasure. The world falls away as you softly tease my core. 

My petals flourish and engorge with the feel of your tongue, meandering between each one. You suckle at the altar made for one. I gasp as you become my oxygen, in this moment I am helpless in your touch. My breath is ragged, and my heart, a drum that only I can hear. Please! I beg you. Your fingers find purchase deep inside me, and my body shivers with longing. your head resting between my thighs, and I sigh as you persuade me to passions I have never known. 

You smile up at me, and simply say, “Good morning, Darling.”