Find the Edge of Reason

She headed out the door searching for the place where she felt most at peace. She knew she was at her best on her own, she was self-sufficient. But sometimes… she wanted to not have to protect her heart, to not have walls up all the time. She walked until she reached the grassy area that overlooked the harbour. She sat down and lay back. Soon she started to doze and dreams, dreams of the cruellest kind came to her….

She was walking along the beach, the white sand rough against her feet as she strolled along, the sun beating down on her unprotected head. Her hair was free, flowing with the light breeze. She squinted out to sea, searching for what, she didn’t know.

She stood at the water’s edge and waited, her skirts lifted high to avoid the cool water lapping at her ankles. After an almost interminable time, she felt it. Fingers trailing lightly up her back. She closed her eyes, revelling in the feeling as they lightly ran up the middle of her back, sending goose bumps all over her skin. She felt them come up and lightly lift her heavy hair away from her nape. A shiver ran down her back as those warm lips she had been expecting grazed her neck and caressed her flesh. Fingers gripped her shoulder lightly as she stood there entranced, the lips gliding over her heated flesh, a slight wetness trailing on her skin as his tongue joined his lips in tasting her.

She moved her head to the side and his lips moved to the curve of her shoulder. They stilled at the join between her shoulder and neck, his tongue delicately tasting the dip in her shoulder. She shivered as the tongue lightly licked its way up her throat, trailing circles of hot wetness over her skin. She could feel the goose bumps on her skin, evidence of her feelings of want. Her head leaned backwards, her hair flowing across his shoulder as she leaned back into him. His lips gently parted over her skin, and she leaned back further, giving him better access to her neck and side of her face. His lips teased her lobe of her ear, lightly sucking and the warm breath coursed over her ear. She groaned. His fingers trailed down to brush against the side of her breast, her ribs, her waist, resting at her hips. Her hair flowed like golden strands over the darkness of his coat, coiling and undulating in the wind like the emotions roiling in her body as one of his hands drew minute circles in the small of her back, his mouth nibbling in the hollow of her neck.

She moaned in protest as she felt him move, releasing her. He circled her, she could feel his every step around her, and then he stopped. He stopped directly in front of her. His body was just inches away from hers. She could feel the warmth of his body through her light shift.

She sensed him lift one hand and felt it come to rest gently on her hip. She shuddered at his touch. She waited in anticipation for him to move once more, her eyes still closed, relishing in the feelings that coursed through her body.

She tilted her head to one side, silently inviting him and her breath hitched as she felt him move. The sensations in her furled slowly like smoke over an open fire as he moved the back of his hand over the curve of her waist, brushed them lightly over the hollow of her hip, sliding to trace the crease above her leg before he leaned forward, his lips hovering near her ear. His lips were so close she could feel them brushing against her skin. She silently pleaded for him to lean in further so she could feel their full softness pressed against her.

His warm breath flowed over her skin like fog rolling over the sea, as the pad of his fingers brushed delicately across her lower stomach, lightly kneading their way across. She moved her hips involuntarily towards him, an ache building inside her. She revelled in the low laugh as he accepted her silent invitation and his lips finally touched her skin once more. She could feel him lightly nipping at her and in complete abandonment; she threw her head back and arched her body towards him. His lips brushed back and forth in the hollow at the base of her throat and her pulse leapt erratically with each and every movement.

His hands slid over her hips to the small of her back and pulled her in tightly toward him. One hand moved up to hold her body close to his, tip of his tongue touched lightly against that pulse, his lips closely following to embrace it too, before he slid gently up the arch of her throat slowly, achingly slowly, until it reached the dip beneath her chin. He paused to press his lips fully against her, parting his lips to suck gently on the sensitive skin.

Gently leaving a light mark against the skin, he traced the line of her jaw with his tongue. He breathed gently in her ear, murmurings to which she fell deaf to, only feeling the rumbling of his voice against her increasingly sensitive body. Lips trapped her lobe in its warmth, pulling gently, causing sensation to build increasingly and simultaneously within her breasts and her stomach. His tongue traced the whorls of her ear before coming to rest at the hollow beneath it. He teased it with both lips and tongue, sometimes gently, sometimes strongly; the latter threatening to make her knees give way beneath her.

A low chuckle in her ear as his hand came up her body, resting the flat of his hand just above the swell of her breast. His aim was clear; he was to finish what he started there earlier. Her knees threatened to buckle once again as thrills coursed through her body from her brain to her loins. Her hands scrambled ineffectually at the front of his shirt as her entire body responded to him. His mouth moved expertly over the sensitive point beneath her ear, lightly passing his tongue over it before letting his warm breath flow over her.

He returned his kisses along her jaw line, moving slowly to end at the corner of her mouth. She could feel his slight grin as he moved his fingers over her arse, fingers flexing and moving over the curves. She tried to move her head to capture his lips, but he grabbed her head with one hand and locked his eyes with hers. She watched him fascinated as his dark eyes bore into hers. His fingers tangled in her hair, his eyes questioning.

Her lips part of their own volition as he watched her and his fingers tightened in her hair, bringing her mouth to his, and slowly parted her lips further with the tip of his tongue. He began to kiss her, softly at first, exploring her mouth at a leisurely pace. He pressed the flat of his other hand against her arse, curled his fingers to cup the curve of her bottom and pulled her up against him as he moved slowly against her. She moaned and returned the movement against him as he deepened the kiss, his tongue boring then receding, occasionally stopping to nibble her lips then sliding his tongue back over hers, caressing it.

He moved his head, moving his mouth away from hers, and she followed his mouth with her own for a moment before lolling her head back as he slid back down her throat in aching slowness. A throaty laugh sounded in the air as he gently bit her skin, just above her collarbone, before lightly kissing the offence away and ran his tongue across the bone to the hollow of her throat. His hand moved in small circles along the length of her back, slowly teasingly, whilst his other hand moved gently against the swell of her breast, brushing fingertips along the side in agonising slowness until it reached the underside.

The pads of his fingers crept up the underswell of her breast causing her nipples to tighten before he dropped his hand back to her waist. He arched her backwards as his head dipped to brush the valley between her breasts with his lips. She gasped as his lips moved over her, her nipples puckered and hard with the ache to have his touch on them.

He paused and lifted his head to look at her. Through heavy lids she looked back at him, and wondered why he had stopped at this point. She could feel his hands brushing her sides, down the outside of her thighs. His fingers flexed and coolness could be felt on her knees before the roughness of his skin brushed along her inside thigh. Her leg twitched slightly, not having been prepared for that and his fingers abruptly stopped at mid-thigh.

His eyes bored into hers, his look intense. His eyes darkened before her and her breath caught in her throat as with one swift movement he had lifted her and placed her down on the sand with her skirts high at her waist. She felt exposed to the world as she lay back on her elbows gazing up at her beloved Captain, her knees falling apart before him. He stood there for a moment; she could feel his stare on the apex of her thighs before slowly moving forward to lie on his side before her. He placed the flat of one hand on the inside of her knee and leant his body over the other leg, effectively pinning her in place.

He moved his hand forward slowly and her breath escaped in a gasp as his fingers brushed against her inside leg, gliding over the skin in ever increasing circles. Her eyes following his fingers he slid his hand further up her leg, following the line of her thigh up to the crease in her leg. He traced it slowly with his thumb to her outer hip, pausing to press firmly but gently along the way. His fingers slid over the smoothness of her hip and the hollow space beneath the bone, drawing small circles onto the surface to cause her breath to escape in a long hiss. He cupped it fully with his palm, spread his fingers out to brush against the edge of her thigh, her body trembled beneath the brush of his skin against hers. His fingers curved, biting into the flesh of her hip just hard enough to draw a moan from her lips. He lowered his head to brush his lips against her hip. His hand trailed up her body over her ribs, sliding his fingers along her side over the top of her breast to the valley between.

In one fluid motion, he bit her hip and sharply pulled her bodice. Shocked, her already hard nipples puckered further as the breeze flowed freely over them and she tried to hold back a moan as her body moved sinuously in the warm air, eliciting a hoarse groan from somewhere behind the man between her legs.