Requiem of Love

Thank you all for your comments. I actually wrote the story a couple of months ago and posted on another Phantom site under my Real first name (yikes!). That little site is no more, but thankfully I saved my work in Word and wanted to try sharing it with a new audience. I’m really happy you all seem to be enjoying it. I’m about to bring on the passion in this next chapter.
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Holding his arms around me, Erik drew me in with his lips. We kissed slowly, gently at first, then in a more intensified manner. His hands danced across my back, caressing it. He placed one hand gently on my neck, as he lifted my face to look me in the eyes. “I love you,” he whispered, before continuing to kiss me. He trailed his tongue across my lips and I instinctively parted my mouth. It was such a delight when our tongues greeted each other and began to do a mesmerizing tango. Soft sighs escaped us as we fed our mouths to one another. We broke contact only long enough to catch our breaths, then resumed where we’d left off.

I clamored to run my fingers along his broad chest and shoulders, tugging at the corners of his robe. After releasing the ties, Erik pulled his arms back and it swiftly fell to the floor. I tore myself away from his mouth and began kissing his neck. In response, he let out what sounded like a low growl. I began running my lips along his shoulders and chest. More growls, only heavier now. This must have been what drove him to lift me up by my thighs and press me to him. He kissed me hungrily and walked a few steps before lowering us to the floor. I caught my breath as he settled on top of me. Still kissing, his hands wandered my thighs and pulled the camisole higher and higher. With one arm he raised my hands over my head, and freed me from the lacy fabric with the other.

There I lay nearly naked, except for my pantelettes. Erik’s eyes widened at my exposed flesh. “You’re so beautiful,” he sighed as he began making slow, deliberate circles across my breasts with his tongue. Over, then under, around and in between. He watched in delight as my nipples hardened. He gently pinched my left one between his thumb and forefinger, while continuing sweeping his mouth over the right. “Mmmmm,” he sang as I moaned softly. “Ooooohhh Erik.”

He moved his face lower and lower, trailing deep wet kisses along my ribs, then my belly button and beyond until his face rested between my legs. Without warning, he yanked away the last barrier of clothing interrupting his efforts. “You have a perfect flower,” he exclaimed as he gazed between my legs. He gently touched me there with his fingertips. “Such soft petals,” he sighed. He slowly spread them apart and placed a light kiss on my hidden bud, causing my knees to jerk. “Oh Angel, don’t you like it? Shall I continue?” he asked.

“Yes,” my voice quivered.

“Good Angel, good, because it would give me such great pleasure to tend to your flower.”

Before continuing, he wrapped his arms around both my legs to hold me steady (probably fearing I’d kick him across the floor.) Once again he spread the soft folds of flesh and began stroking them with his tongue. He slowly ran it up and down, back and forth from each side. I grabbed his hair frantically and watched as his head moved below me. The pleasure was heavenly beyond imagination. His tongue moved deeper and faster as I arched my spine. He began pressing his mouth harder against me, making suckling noises. He was devouring me as if he were a starving man who’d discovered a smorgasbord. My eyes started to flutter and I tossed my head from side to side. It was such exquisite torture. He gently placed a finger inside me, ever-so-slightly, and began nibbling on my flower’s bud (aka clitoris). I felt a rising sensation in my stomach and a tingling grow from the base of my spine as my whole body began to tighten. I didn’t know what was happening to me, as an electrifying sensation started to shoot through me. I started shaking so violently I thought I would faint. All the while, Erik held his face fastened to me, adding to the intensity. Once the convulsions subsided I lay panting and confused.

“Erik, what was that?!”

“I believe my dear, you’ve just had your first Phantomgasm,” he said, lifting his head and smiling proudly.

He rested his face on my thigh for a moment, before trailing kissing down my legs.

“Oh Erik, that was so amazing!” I exclaimed.

“Well there’s more to come, Angel, so much more.”

“More? How could this be?” I thought to myself, as he lifted me off the floor and carried me to his bed.