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Salome Brought to Life

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Dancer and lover position themselves perfectly.

She caught me off guard, making me angry. But I was angry already. I grab her arm and pull her between the desk and my legs. What the hell were you thinking? This. Grabbing my belt loops she pulls me and my chair up between her legs. She's framed by the Golden Gate in our huge window. She yanks my hair pulling my head back and stares right into my eyes. Green pools of desire stare into mine. I get lost in them. At once I slip into calm and desire. I close the novel i'm writing on my laptop and push it aside.

Pulling her bathrobe open I brush her already hard nipples with the soft fabric, eliciting a groan of pleasure from her beautiful contralto voice. She sang Salome last week and I wanted her so badly I made love to her in her dressing room before the after party, and then again at 3 AM when we got home. My mind returns to the present, where she is unbraiding my long thick hair and letting it hang over my shoulders. She loves my hair. Naturally dark, I have streaked it with every color you can think of. Right now it's blue and pink over my dark dark brown. Her hands run through it intoxicating me. I pull her head down and kiss her cheeks, her eyelids, and trail off to her ears, licking, kissing, sucking.

She's twirling my hair and sucking on it in front of me, pulling harder and harder till I'm breathing fast and kissing pearls around her neck. She slides her hand up under my shirt and and cups my breasts before sliding the silk off over my head, wrapping it around my hair, and using it to tease my breasts, pulling back and forth making me wild for her. I can feel myself getting wet and soft. I slide my lips down her stomach, kissing her all the way to her pelvic bone, then slide my fingers into her. She arches back and I hold her hands down against the desk while sliding her into my lap on my big soft leather working chair. She wraps her legs around it and my lips find those hard nipples and suckle them, turning her areola deeper brown with every passing moment. Hands in her hair I pull that arch back even further till her head is on my knees and her hair brushes my feet. She is like a perfect piece of architecture. Strong, stable, smooth and absolutely firm. She's wrapped her hands around my ankles for stability and I span her waist with my mine. Oh God I'm on fire now. I take the feather pen off my desk and use it to just touch her clitoris, then begin to run it up and down and around. I trail it back up her stomach and tease her breasts with it. Dancers breasts, small but perfect,

She is still arched over me but she's running her hands up and down my calves, teasing the insides of my knees. Trailing the feather back down I flick her clit one more time and then bury my fingers in her. Using my other arm I pull her back up to me and watch her face, dreamy and intoxicated, and wanting. She drops her head and licks the outside lines of my breasts, gently lifting the undersides with her mouth before rising to devour them one at a time. She's riding me now as my fingers slide in and out over and over. Touching her has already driven me mad and she slides one hand down between my panties and my skin. Pushing them aside her fingers work exquisite magic, dancing over my clit, my labia, playing in my soft hair, and finally sliding into me. I push back against the chair and hold myself there both plunging in and out, she winks and we touch each other's clitoris and explode in fireworks. Agonizing waves of pleasure rolling over us, she whispers my name in ecstasy. You are mine, Salome, I whisper back. And she begins to sing softly into my ear Had you looked at me, you would have loved me. I know that you would have loved me. And the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death

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