Passion
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Passion. Raw unbridled passion. She arched her back and moaned in pleasure
at his ministrations. His hands worked wonders on her body.
“Do you like it, Imzadi?” His husky voice asked her. If she liked
it?! Oh Gods, never in her whole life had she felt better! She opened her eyes,
drew his head down to hers and looked deeply into his stormy gaze. Both were
panting heavily. She could feel his hardness against her leg and ached to feel
it inside her.
“I love it Imzadi! And I love you!” She whispered and claimed his
mouth in a searing, hungry kiss. His was just as passionate and in the next
moment he had lifted her onto his lap.
He had removed every clothing which could be a disturbance from her body already,
while he still was nearly totally clothed. She had only ripped open his uniform,
to be able to caress his chest. She had opened his pants also, but he still
wore them. She began to gently rock back and forth and he had to lean his head
back, close his eyes and moan in pleasure and need. She smiled devilishly and
caressed his chest. She could feel him growing even harder. She leaned down
to his ear and her tongue snaked out, to follow the form of his ear, briefly
dip into it, to then bite his earlobe gently. All the while she softly moaned
into his ears, driving him wild with want. His strong hands kneaded her ass
and when she began working on his ear, one of them claimed her breast. She leaned
into his hand and moaned louder. He gasped, short of breath and she could feel
him tremble.
“Oh God! You kill me Imzadi!” He breathed hotly into her ear and she
could feel delicious Goosebumps rise all over her body. He wanted to nibble
at her neck, but she laid a finger on his lips and leaned back, to be able to
look into his face. A familiar glassy look was in his eyes.
“If you are a nice boy, maybe I will play.” She breathed and again
seized his mouth in an earth-shattering kiss. She leaned closer up to him and
he helped her with his hands on her back. He was so focused on their kiss that
he didn’t realised where her hands were going.
She closed her hands around his hard manhood. He gasped and threw his head back.
Gently she rubbed him and smiled at him lopsidedly. His right hand moved to
her breasts and played with her nipples. Soon his left hand joined it. Within
seconds they were both panting heavily and when his hand shifted attention to
her most intimate parts, they were well underway on their stairway to heaven.
They shifted place and he now nearly lay on her couch. He clung onto her for
dear life, while she was letting go completely.
“Yes! Oh God, yes!” He could feel the delicious pain of his nearing
orgasm in his lower stomach. He opened his eyes and saw that she had cast her
head back and was enjoying every second without being ashamed. He wanted her!
He wanted her entirely, not like this! This wasn’t remotely satisfying
enough.
She opened her eyes when she felt the shift in his attentions and saw the shift
in his emotions. With one arm he lifted her and with his other, he tried to
get rid of his pants and underwear. Her legs snaked around his middle and helped
him. She too wanted more...needed more!
“You are so strong Imzadi!” She murmured in appreciation and felt
his bulging arm. His other arm helped support her and both neared the other
for another kiss. First only their tongues touched. Then they caressed the others
lips and enticed the other to open his mouth. When they at last kissed and their
tongues duelled wildly, she simultaneously thrust herself upon his hardened
cock. A deep groan was audible from both, but neither stopped kissing or moving.
With hard, short thrusts they quickly neared completion and when she reached
out for him and brought them together in an altogether other way...he couldn’t
describe it. It heightened their pleasure and he poured all his love into her.
The way she made him feel when she walked into a room, when she looked at him.
His mouth wandered from her mouth down her neck, to her breasts and began suckling
on one of her nipples.
Nobody could make her feel like he did. He filled her completely and his emotions
made her feel cherished. In his eyes she was a goddess and she knew that. But
in her eyes, he was just the same. A damn good looking god, who knew a lot about
how to send her screaming over the edge. She could feel it draw nearer. She
pressed his face into her bosom and began to move faster. Both panted and wanted
to scream, but that wasn’t possible. Oh delicious torture!
It echoed in both their minds and then they were one completely and went spiralling
over the edge. The universe shattered for one perfect moment, which stretched
on for a small eternity all their own.
Panting heavily they lay on her couch. She atop of him and waited for their
hearts to beat slower. She purred satiated and caressed his chest languidly.
He chuckled and kissed the top of her head. After another few moments they sat
up and parted, only to snuggle up again. She sighed happily and kissed him on
the cheek.
“That was wonderful.” He smiled down at her.
“Yes, it was. Do I see you tonight?” A familiar light shone in his
eyes. She knew what that meant. He had thought of something new for them. She
smiled coquettish and batted her eyelashes.
“Maybe.” She whispered and kissed him another time on his mouth, before
she rose to collect her discarded clothing and dressed again. She knew he did
the same behind her. When she closed her uniform jacket, she felt his arm around
her and his mouth at her ear.
“Until tonight then.” He whispered and kissed her on her cheek. At
the door he turned around.
“I love you, Counsellor.” She blew him a kiss and he winked, caught
it in his hand and held it to his heart, before he was off to the next lift.
William Riker was greeted on the bridge with curious stares. He sat down at
his station without seemingly noticing them. To his left sat his Captain and
arched an inquisitive eyebrow. Riker looked up.
“Is something wrong, sir?” He asked. Picard shook his head and smiled.
“I thought I would never see the day, when you willingly would go and see
Counsellor Troi for treatment. That is all.” Riker smiled and scratched
his beard.
“We found a lot to work out and have agreed on meeting at least once a
day.” Now Picard’s eyes grew round.
“Every day, Number One?” He had never thought that his First Officer
was carrying so much emotional ballast. Well, even Will Riker grew old and entered
his Midlife Crisis. It had to be difficult too, to be ‘young’ again
for a brief period, thanks to the Briar Patch, and then return to the normal,
a bit cranky self you had been before. It could throw the best out of line and
it seemed that this phenomenon had not spared his First Officer. “Well
then. I hope you will be better soon.” He turned to the viewscreen and
felt a bit uncomfortable. Will Riker on the other hand had a huge grin plastered
all over his face.
“Oh yes, sir. I think Counsellor Troi will work wonders with her techniques.”
Picard looked puzzled up again, but Riker had turned to his own station and
his face was no longer visible.
End