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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He led the way along the narrow, rutted track.
The grass had grown to waist height and she put a hand out to feel the soft fronds brushing her palm.
In front of her, he strode along, his wide shoulders filling most of her view.
She noted that he held his bulk lightly, the spring in his step almost cat like.
As sure footed physically as he was in life.
Reaching the castle, she could see there was a barred metal door to prevent entry.
A wave of disappointment coursed through her but she suddenly realised he was grinning at her.
"What now?" she asked folding her arms, sure he had an answer to this but curious to see what it was.
"Now," he teased. You close your eyes and say "Abracadabra!"
"I do?" she looked mocking askance at him.
"Uh huh. You do. Go on. Close them. No peeking."
She bit her lip and closed her eye lids.
She'd expected another kiss and yet she could hear a slight scuffling noise.
"I trust him she thought. "In the middle of nowhere and yet content to let him lead the way"
"Now you can open them." Mike spoke gently into her ear and pulling back,
She blinked into the sunshine and grinned wildly when she saw him holding out a key.
"Where did that come from?" she asked.
He patted the side of his nose in silence and winked, moving over to slide the key into the padlock and wrench open the door.
"Milady" he gestured to follow him and "wrenched and locked the door shut behind him.
The passageway through the castle wall was cool, the change in temperature a mild shock after the heat from the afternoon sun. Dee found that her nipples tightened instantly and pressed against the fabric of her dress. She knew she was wet but wondered how much.
Emerging into the sunlit courtyard she found her breath caught by the scene.
The sandstoned walls soared around them. One tower had taken it upon itself to crumble into the most romantic ruin, stones interlaced with ivy and tufts of grass. The courtyard was clear - a few mounds at the edges but with soft grass and wild flowers covering peeping through. It was perfect in its stillness with only a few bees and insects buzzing lazily.
Mike watched her mouth fall open and was pleased he'd brought her here.
He found its raw beauty, the ruined castle, spoke to him and obviously for her too.
The walls had trapped the heat and as a trickle of sweat ran down his back it gave him an idea.
He took off his glasses and handed them to her.
And then standing erect he pulled off his polo shirt over his head in one movement.
He held it casually in 1 hand and reached out for the sunglasses.
He'd taken Dee by surprise, his naked chest now a foot from her and rendering her speechless in a way she'd not anticipated. This close up, his skin within touching distance. She gazed greedily at chest, abs, pecs wanting to drink in the view and memorise it. He was strong but not overly muscley and she liked the sense of restrained power. Her fingers itched to run over his body, feeling the contours. She followed the outlines of his shape down to his waistband and felt her stomach flip and juices flow in response.
Mike sensed the effect he was having. Her mouth had formed an O of surprise and (he hoped) appreciation. For a girl who was more given to quick glances and coy looks up from beneath her eyelashes her gaze now was frank and unabashed. He could taken her now he knew but time to edge her brain a little further.
"Eees big castle yes." Tom Conti/Costas impression in full swing. "I show you viewing platform. Top quality view."
And he turned towards the staircase in the corner before she had time to wince at his cod accent.
Dee looked up, seeing that the tower containing the spiral staircase opened out on to a broad platform which must overlook the valley. Mike had already disappeared inside leaving her to follow. As she approached the entrance she could hear his steps but he'd already gone for view. His confidence she'd follow both annoying and exilerating her.
Time to surprise him. |
