When you are forced to ride horseback, for three days, with the man that you have been having visions about, the first man ever to make you feel a need that you've never felt. ~.~.~.~ Haldis stilled by the edge of the soft-looking mattress. His breathing was a little labored and I wondered if I offended him, or if my weight was becoming too much. I yelped out when we were suddenly falling to the bed, him never letting me go, falling on top of me heavily. What once was an innocent position was turned into a degrading one. He was between my thighs, a good portion of his weight pressing into me. The only thing keeping me covered was my flimsy undergarment. My body came alive, and I was heating up from his arm still being wrapped around my back forcing me to arch. My lips parted as I gasped greedily for air, the sound only caused him to grunt as he hid his face in the crook of my neck. "You've been rocking against me for a week and I just ... need." As he said the words, he grasps my hips pulling them to him forcefully. So, he hadn't been as oblivious as I thought him once to be, he was just as affected as I had been by the long ride. "To have my hands on you."
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