Nu Vibez and Roleplay Guide Magazine - February 2014 | Page 48

50 Shades of Valen nes - p4

very slowly, struggling to read the numbers on the
various doors, searching for the right one. Excitement
bursts forth in a rush of heat through her body as she
makes out the right door and slides her car into the
spot right in front of the door.
As if on queue, the rain suddenly quiets to a light
drizzle. She marvels at that for all of two seconds when
the thought occurs to her, "He is just on the other side
of that door." Stepping from the car, she automa cally
adjusts her skirt, smoothing it down over her hips,
pausing for only a moment to try to tame her rapid
excited breathing. As the car door 'thwumps' closed,
she hurriedly turns and makes her way to the popped
trunk for her suitcase.
The lights bathing the front of the room when she
parked, must have alerted Him to her arrival, for when
she closes the lid of the trunk and looks up she see's
Him standing there, the light from the room behind
Him, presen ng her with His silhoue e. He is leaning in
the doorjamb, arms crossed against His chest, casual in
stance, but she can feel His eyes boring into her,
studying her, absorbing her as much as she is Him.
As if with a mind of their own, her feet begin to walk
and she watches Him in amazement as He gets closer
and closer ... her mind not registering quite clearly that
it is actually she that is ge ng closer to Him. Her eyes
locked with His though she cannot see them clearly
yet, closer she walks, suitcase following on obedient
rollers. Stopping only when there is but a couple inches
between them, looking up into that beloved face,
silence stretches on and yet there is no discomfort,
only peace, joy ... and electricity. She swears to herself
silently that anyone looking at them must be able to
see the sparks igni ng between them as they stand
there for the longest me just staring directly into the
eyes of the other for the first me.
His lips quirk into a smile, hers respond instantly with
her own sultry grin. No words yet spoken, none yet
needed. She releases the handle to her suitcase, the
purse over her shoulder forgo en, and takes the last
step that brings her body right up against His,
whispering up to Him, "i love you" and within those
three words are spoken a mul tude... i am Yours ...
please take me ... i need You ... i want You ... i submit!
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With that, His arms open, wrapping around her. He pulls
her ghter into His body, His lips descend slowly, the
two of them savoring every second, every spark, every
sensa on, un l finally their lips touch for the first me.
Everything else disappears and there is only Him, only
His mouth, only His tongue par ng her lips. Only her lips
so ly submi ng to His desire, only His arms around her
... only her hands sliding so ly up His back ... and they
kiss...

WITHOUT HIM...
by Filipa Thespian
There is no light
without His love,
which brings a warmth
to days long drudge.
It li s the soul
and brings true peace,
a thunderous heart
for Him it beats.
There is no dark
without His desire,
when passion's kiss
seeks loves sweet pyre.
The night erupts
with slickened screams,
that beg and plead
for more it seems.
There is no spark
without His flame,
with His fiery touch
the magic came.
Her body spent
in love's embrace,
she gives her soul
with desperate grace.
There is no life
without His claim,
her sweet submission
for Him to take.