Rhonda lay very still, absorbing the passion pumping from Oberon deeply moved by it yet she was wretchedly unsure that how much of this caring was actually aimed at her. When his mouth crashed down to hers, ruthlessly aimed at making her feel it, she did not let its wild marauding, letting her lips respond to every pressure that he subjected them to, moving her tongue to the driving command of his, mentally registering every erotic sensation that he incited in her and feeling familiar bursts of desire deep inside her body.Just go with them, she told herself.Oberon might have just as well chosen her to marry for the sake of proving something about himself. He could very well be alive and continue to be satisfied with living as his wife of choice. As the situation stood---she and Ruriel were standing as the personal beneficiaries to the man that Oberon was which he was stood to become instead of contin

 You plant your feet flat on the bed, and lift your hips up and hold that position. I can see it's not easy for you, but I make you stay like that for about 30 seconds, wondering what is going to happen. Finally, I reach my hands on both sides of your hips, grasping your pajamas, and yank them down to your knees. "Okay, put your hips down now and lift your legs." This time you comply much faster, not wanting to feel the sting of my hand on your breast again. I pull your pajama bottoms off your legs, now leaving you fully naked in all your glory in front of me. What I sensed before through my touch is confirmed both by sight and smell; I can see the wetness leaking out of your pussy, and the pungent smell reaches both of us at the same time, as I see you twitch your nose in the realization of what you are smelling.I sit down next to you on the side of the bed, and wait. The anticipation is burning in you, as you know not what I w

 "Where are you going?" you ask, a note of concern in your voice, your frustration coming through ."Nowhere, pet, I am right here," I answer reassuringly. "I'm not going anywhere." I stand away from the bed, removing my clothes, and placing them on the chair across the room. You hear the rustling, but are not sure what is happening.I return to the bed, and release each of your restraints from the bed posts, legs first and then your wrists. "Roll over on your back, my sweet."You comply, shaking your limbs lightly as they are unbound for the first time in half an hour or so. I then reattach the restraints to the bedposts, immobilizing you once again on the bed. I kneel next to you and for the first time you realize I am now as naked as you. Leaning down, I plant a kiss on your lips. Your tongue immediately seeks out mine, darting into my mouth, searching to engage mine. I give you what you seek, a deep, passionate kiss

 Rhonda was in the dining room, watching the apple-green silk curtains being put up. She had this warm snuggly feeling inside her that this was not a house anymore. And was gradually turning into their home. It was not a showcase of intimidating possessions but a place which soon become pleasing, harmonious and comfortable.Rhonda was not expecting any visitors. It was Saturday and morning was not a time for people to call, especially in their home not without an appointment. It surprised her greatly when their newly appointed housekeeper, Betsy came into the dining room to find her and to hand her a business card and announce,” I have put the gentleman in the parlour, Mrs. Hunter.”The gentleman. The rather old fashioned term and the respectful tone on the housekeeper’s voice immediately piqued Rhonda’s interest. The extremely efficient Betsy was only in her later forties and ha

 “Serendipity, yes,” Oberon bit his words concededly,” But my marriage to Rhonda had nothing to do with the conditions that my father laid down for inheriting a part of his estate which he supposed too be my worth and my share.”“The inheritance…” the lawyer gestured his hands indicating that it was simply an ambivalent factor.” Cedric simply used that as a power tool to drive you to re-appraising your life from the way that you were leading it when you received the letter a few months ago? It worked, did it not?”Breath hissed out from Oberon’s clenched teeth. He was steaming at this manipulation which was being orchestrated from the grave however Rhonda reasoned that it had actually done him no harm. Even if it was the rebellion against the way that Cedric Hunter had lived his life still then it had led them to here where they shared togethe