Passion

This vacation was turning out to be a disaster, no, that wasn't
quite right, more like a big disappointment, but however you
described it, Melinda was wishing that she was back home in
the states rather than being alone in even such an exotic
location as Naples!!! The food was great, the sights were even
better, but she was just so damned lonely she could hardly
stand it, because after having lived with Josh for the past three
ried him for love, he had married her for her
money. During their first years together, she had him sign a
document. That one document saved her fortune, but didn't
save her heart from his crippling desires. Tanya's father had
bought the resort after her mother had died. It was his
sanctuary and now her's, since his death. It was actually an
island that had one big house. The closest village was across
the vast body of sea water, the size of a good lake.

Tanya stood at the coast, watching the waves. When she was a child,
she had imagined a sea god, coming up from the depths to claim her.
Once, after a ship wreck, a young man did come from the depths, but
he didn't stay long. She held the self imposed walls of her prison
close, unwilling to answer the numerous calls of friends and family.
They all worried for her sanity, as they should. She felt herself
tip-toeing the edges of sanity, holding tenuously on the ledge of her
mind. She frequently looked down the swirling soothing blackness of
insanity, wishing her fingers to release their hold. To spiral down into
those cool depths, running from the shattering pain that crippled her
heart.

He had been cheating on her for years. Spending her money on other
women. Love prevented her to see his treachery. She had trusted in
love and had lost. The wind coming from the East, pulled against her
nightgown, urging her toward the water. Perhaps, her Sea God had
heard her call, recapturing her soul and bringing her home.

Samuel saw her balancing on the cliff. The villagers spoke about a
mad women returning home. Her story was well known. It had hit all
the social papers, with its shame and humility. Samuel had watched
now for several nights, almost as a guardian. One of these nights, she
may just jump, releasing her inner anguish to the welcoming arms of
the tormented sea. He had loved her since he was a child. They had
played together in that big lonely house, while their fathers discussed
conquering the world. When Samuel had heard about her return, he
wanted to rush to her side. But Tanya refused all calls. He had
known, from the start, that the man she married was not for her. Her
father had feared the same, but was unable to stop the oncoming train
of cancer that swept through his body. He left her a large estate
making her one of the wealthiest women alive. Months after her
father's death, her husband turned, demanding a divorce and
demanding his share. He had gotten his divorce, but not his share.
He threatened death and harm, and finally the authorities took him
away.

Samuel watched the wind pull at her shear nightgown, displaying her
beautiful figure. Tanya was a slight women, with delicate skin and
small breasts. Samuel had longed to touch as he had, so many
summers ago.

Samuel knew of Tanya's fantasy of a Sea God, so one summer he
swam up from the shore, wearing a toga copied from the old lore
books in the library. She had run down from her perch to rescue him,
as he bravely fought the waves. Lying on the sand, she stroked the
stray hairs from his face. He reached up and held her tenderly in his
arms. There first kiss had been light and gentle, deepening into a
harsh realization of his love. They had made love that summer's eve,
with the warm sun caressing their young bodies. He dared not stay.
If his father had found out, he would have never had the opportunity
to see her again, his childhood sweetheart. Besides, he was suppose
to be in school! His father would have never understood.

The sun rose over the house, as Samuel approached. He had
decided the night before, that it was time to force her out. If she
stayed in her prison much longer, she would be forever lost. He
couldn't bear loosing her again. This time, she would be his, forever!
He had called his office and spoke to his father. Their father's had
always encouraged them to marry, but then Tanya had met Frank.
Samuel truly believed that the only reason she married Frank was to
get away from her father.

Knowing the household so well, Samuel didn't bother knocking. He
opened the door and let himself in. As he went into the kitchen, the
cook greeted him as an old friend. Finding that Tanya was still in her
room, Samuel offered to take a tray up. Reaching her door, he
balanced the tray as he turned the knob. She was laying on her bed,
covered by shear silk. She was a beautiful sight. Samuel placed the
tray next to her bed, and sat down. He gently brushed his fingers
against her cheek, admiring her firm body. Not wanting to
immediately disturb her, he gently covered her exposed breast. It
took all his resolve not to cup her breast and bring it to his mouth.

Tanya stirred, knowing that someone was with her in her room. She
slowly opened her eyes, believing that the Sea God was finally here to
take her away. Seeing only Samuel, she was pleasantly surprised.
She didn't want to appear weak to her friends and close family, so
she was repeatedly refusing all their calls. Leave it to Samuel to know
that she needed a loving embrace to hold her against the tormented
pain encasing her soul. She tentatively opened her prison door, and
allowed him to enter her self imposed hell. She reached up and
stroked Samuel's face, why hadn't she married him instead, her
childhood sweetheart. She loved Samuel very much and believed he
loved her.

Her mouth was so welcoming that Samuel instinctively brought his
head down to taste her fountain. Their kiss deepened in it's urgency,
hers a need to feel warmth and his a need to feel her. It had been
years since they made love, but their bodies responded as if it was
yesterday. Samuel moved his mouth down her beautiful form,
cupping the enticing breasts and bringing the nipple to hardness. Her
body arched, pressing her breasts deeper into his mouth. His hands
traveled her body, recapturing the memories of before. Feeling the
silken skin under his hands, caused his swollen penis to become hard.
He moved his hands between her creamy white thighs, sensing the
wetness. Eager to plunge deep inside her, Samuel moved the sheets
from her body. He pulled up her paper thin silk nightgown and
spread her thighs. Tanya wanted him. She wanted him to pull down
the walls of her prison and open her to light. She was tired of
mourning a loss she knew, on some level was going to happen. She
wanted him now and if he would have her, the rest of their lives.
Tanya raised her legs to meet his fierce plunge. His body beat against
hers, as the pounding surf against the rocks. Tanya again arched her
body to meet his demands, causing him to penetrate deeper inside
her. She wrapped her legs around his buttocks, and held him deep,
savoring the heat that spread between them.

They came together, as they did in the past. Their orgasm coursing
through every nerve of their bodies. They were made for each other,
knowing how to instinctively please the other. As he came, Samuel
whispered, "I love you". Those three words were so beautiful to hear
as Tanya wiped a small tear from her cheek. Samuel held her in his
arms. His warmth melting the ice around her heart. She had known
Samuel all her life and wanted to make love to him every day. She
snuggled deeper into the confines of his arms, her sensitive nipples
hardening against his chest. She looked up into Samuel's eyes, and
together they asked the question, "Would you marry me?" They
laughed in unison, and responded together, "Yes".

They called down for another tray, this time with Champagne to toast
their celebrated news! Before the Champagne arrived, Samuel
needed to take her once more, to verify that she really was his. His
penis was hard in moments and her body was eager for a recap. This
time he was so tender and gently, wanting to caress her whole body.
He nuzzled his head between her legs, sucking her sweet juices that
were intermingled with his. She was so wet and welcoming, he
wanted to be inside her to feel her again. She moved down his body,
holding him back. Tanya wanted him again, but she wanted to tease
him more. She blocked his entrance and held his bulging penis tight.
She lowered her mouth down onto his sweet shaft and ran her tongue
over his length, sucking every inch of him. She nuzzled his balls and
heard him grasp in surprise. Licking one of her fingers, she traced a
line down his butt crack, finally inserting it in his dark hole. Tanya felt
his shock and surprise. She had learned a few nasty things married
to Frank. Ready to ride him, Tanya straddled his hard lance. He
held on tightly to her hips as she rode him to oblivion. As they were
cumming, Samuel released her hips and pulled her close to him.
They shared a deep kiss as came together, rocketing high on their
mutual orgasm.

By the time the Champagne arrived, Tanya had known she had
re-found her Sea God. He had always been there, by her side, all
she had to do was open her doors and let him in...

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