Donovan's Struggle, an Erotic Romance Novella (Anam Céile Chronicles) (5 page)

Me mouth finding her neck
again, I kissed upon it urgently.  Fully aware that the lingering rigidity of me
cock pressed into her belly, I heard her remarking, “The strength in your hands
. . .  melt me with your touch you do.”

“Come with me into the
meadow,” Aislinn suddenly suggested friskily, her face alive with hope.  “We’ll
lie upon the grass together.”  Her childlike spirit always did awe me.  How
could I deny her?

I followed her readily as a
lamb as she sauntered out of the cove, watching the movement of the muscles
beneath the flesh of her buttocks with each step she took, her back side just
as appealing as her front, the breeze tousling her hair about alluringly.  ‘Twas
clear she reveled in her nakedness, even here in the light of day. 

What an intriguing woman
she is!
 

Aislinn made her way to the
edge of the grassy area, and indicated fer me to sit.  Of course, I complied
with her suggestion.  Then another step she took to stand right before me, brazenly
placing the lower half of her body in direct line with me face, easily within me
reach of me wanting tongue.

Then she stepped forward further
yet, placing one foot to the outside of me crossed legs, and the other upon the
other side, so that her legs were spread with her sex right before me face.  I
knew what she wanted me to do, and I yearned to do it, as well: to reach around
and grip her buttocks with me hand, bringing her to me mouth and reaching out
with me tongue to explore the folds of her succulent flesh, burying me nose in
her as I thrust me tongue upwards into her opening, encouraging the juices to
flow out from her bathing me tongue in her flavour, melting her body into total
surrender more with each lap of me tongue until her hot fluids gush forth upon
me face with the spasms of her ecstasy.  The very thought of it sent a
sensation through me groin which made me cock spring forth in response.

Oh just one lick of her
sweet pussy . . .  No, Donovan, you cannot tease her in that manner.  You will
know her in every way soon enough.  Be a man and regard her as the proper woman
she is, rather than allowing your lust to resort to treating her as a common
whore.
 

Instead, I inhaled in deeply,
and the scent of her was so deliciously thick with sex I could nearly taste it
in me throat.  

How it inspires me to know
she desires me as much as I desire her.

Aislinn lingered there as
that fer quite a while, it seemed, tempting me, as well as teasing herself.  Me
mouth began salivating fer her, me head bathed in her scent, ‘til it felt as
though that was all there was, it infiltrated me body.  The throbbing ache I
felt fer her assaulted me body relentlessly.

At last, she lowered herself
onto me, making no attempt to avoid me excruciatingly rigid organ.  I felt the
heat of her sex meet mine, the feminine folds of her flesh parting to nestle
around me cock as she pressed her crevice against me.

Once she had settled onto me
lap, she thrust her arms about me, crushing her mouth to mine.  With having to
concentrate hard not to just sink meself up inside her, I just passively received
the assault of her lips upon mine.  Then I began responding ever so carefully, hoping
to persuade hers to move in a more restrained manner, so that I could pace
meself and enjoy her without taking it further than I knew we should.  Nevertheless,
she persisted in kissing me zealously.  It was clear she strove to entice me to
the end.

Feeling her crux swelling harder,
she rubbed it against me, stimulating her juices to flow out.  How I longed to
be buried there in her, slide up inside, those juices welcoming me in . . .

Finally, I unleashed meself, matching
the intensity of her kisses.  Evidently needing a moment to catch her breath,
she dipped her head back, her chest rising to meet me face. 

Unable to resist, I gathered her
breasts in me hands, at last bringing me face to them, showering kisses upon
the creamy, supple flesh before focusing me mouth upon the centre.  Savouring the
feel of her velvety nipple, I circled it with me tongue repetitively,
delighting in hearing her whimper which begged me fer more.  Then I drew her
nipple into me mouth slowly.  Aislinn sucked in her breath as I began to suck
it deeply. 

I suckled her gorgeous
breasts, one and then the other, over and over, making her squirm as me own
organ grew harder beneath her than I would have ever imagined was possible,
pressing firmer against the soft, melting flesh of her sex, impelling it open
more.  The scorching heat of her arousal I could feel flowing out onto me,
moistening me with the slickness of it, beckoning me in.  The only thing I
could do was suckle harder upon her breasts, making her squirm and moan invitingly. 
Though what I really yearned to do was sink meself deep into her, thrusting the
instrument of me arousal into her over and over until me ears were rewarded
with the cries of her pleasure.

Her squirming became more
rhythmical, until she was essentially gliding the folds of her flesh along me
rigid organ, enfolding me effortlessly.  I was fully aware of the fact that all
I need do was shift in the slightest and I would be immersed inside her hot
channel rather easily.  In fact, the knowledge of it was excruciating, to say
the least.  More than anything I wanted to be inside her in that moment. 

Yes, I wanted that.  I wanted
it badly.  Yet I knew I could not.  To do so would prove me a selfish bastard,
indeed.  Never in me life had I had to work so hard to restrain meself, to
uphold me values, to respect her.

I struggled to stay true,
determined to be the man she so deserved, so she would never look back and
regret giving up everything in her life, turning her back on her family to
marry me.  

However, if she were to be
the one to take me inside of her, perhaps then I could just let her carry on. Then
I would not be the one forcing meself upon her, robbing her of her virtue.  After
all, who would I be to confiscate her source of pleasure once she makes up her
mind and takes hold of it?  

But alas, she did not.  Instead
she seemed perfectly content to merely wriggle herself back and forth along me
rigidity, the evidence of her arousal saturating me, driving me insane.  And then
her moans became longer, deepening, until she was nearly screaming as a banshee
next to me ear. 

Her sex I felt pulsating
against me cock, her molten juices flowing out onto it, and I knew she had
achieved her climax.  How I wanted to be inside her, to feel the muscles of her
sex clinching around me organ, milking me.  Just with the knowledge, fer a
moment I thought I would spurt again all over her.

Panting desperately, Aislinn’s
eyes locked onto mine, and I understood she was entreating me.  Clenching her
arms tighter, I grunted long and low several times, attempting to ward off me unrelenting
temptation fer her.  Me need fer her had escalated to the point of torture. 

If I had it me way, if I
was a selfish man who cared nothing fer her, I would not hesitate to plunge meself
deep within the cavern of her sweetness and drive into her ‘til she were not
able to breathe, unloading all these years of pent up sexual tension and desire
deep into her.  But I will not dominate her as that, risk her fearing me,
resenting me.  I must suppress these depraved thoughts of her, wipe away their very
existence. 

I knew in that very moment
she had to be removed from me, or I would be in dire risk of surrendering to
the animal within who demanded to devour her.  There was no more deliberating
it.  It
would
happen— if I did not strengthen meself and be the man I
needed to be.  Thus, with that, I gently pushed her back, restraining her lips
from kissing me anymore.  The shattered look upon her face stabbed at me, made
me ache to reconsider. 

Nonetheless, I remained
strong.

“
NO!
  Pull away you
cannot . . .  Oh,
please
do not stop!” she shrieked at me breathlessly,
her eyes searching me wildly.  I braced meself, dropping me head.  It took all
I had to remain firm under her pleas.  “Donovan!  I must have you . . .  within
me . . . please . . .  I need to feel you in me . . . 
NOW
!”

 Seizing control of the
situation, Aislinn promptly shifted her position, nearly sliding me into her with
one move.  I choked upon me breath as I felt the head of me cock easily pop
into place, nestling its way into her warm, slick opening.  However, I had
presently made up me mind that even that would not do; it would be just as
reprehensible to allow her to ruin herself.

But oh my God, how
incredible I can imagine she would feel wrapped about me!  How can I deprive
meself of this gift?  No, I mustn’t!  I will have the opportunity soon enough
when the time is suitable and no ill feelings will be yielded as a result.

Before I could change me mind,
I shifted me own pelvis back, gripping her by the arms and lifted her up as I
rose to me feet in one motion.  The expression upon her face looked as though I
had slapped her hard across the face. 

“Aislinn, please do be
sensible,” I said, endeavouring to keep the regret from tainting me tone.  I
did not wish her to know how difficult it was fer me, lest she persist in her
attempt to drive me over the edge.  “You know do this we cannot.”

I looked at her, watching as,
to me dismay, the tears welled up within her eyes. 

“None of those conventions
matter to me in the least!” Aislinn screamed harshly.  “So cruel you be,
Donovan!” 

And then
she
slapped
me
. 
And what a hearty slap it was!  I stood there in shock, though I knew she had
every right to act out in that way.  I more than deserved it fer allowing it to
go so far.  Shame washed over me at bringing her to this point, at leading her
to feel less than positive towards me.

“When you kiss me in that
way, you must know you make me so
HUNGRY!
”

“Oh, but Aislinn, so very
kissable you be!  Far too irresistible, delicate and elegant!” I countered
sweetly, endeavouring to smooth things over, to elevate her mood.  I gave her a
soft kiss, though nothing that could be reminiscent of our passionate kisses of
just a few moments before. 

Instead of helping the
situation, she only appeared to be rather irritated with me attempt, clearly
not in the mood fer me to be sweet.

“Yet,
apparently,
not
irresistible
enough
,” Aislinn sulked, pouting her lips against mine,
which still served to tempt me, even as I had infuriated her. 

Still I held her by the arms.
 “Aislinn, overturn me whole world you do!” I assured her, displaying me
sincerity. 

“As you have told me before,”
she prompted me, smiling a compulsory smile.

“So I have, then . . .” I
smirked knowingly, though I had hoped she would not recall.  I should have
known, fer
nothing
gets past this woman, so sharp she is!  “Well, I pray
you’ll not tire of hearing it, fer true ‘tis!” I declared, boring me eyes into her
to convey me sincerity.

 “You do not know what you do
when you look at me that way!  Each time we kiss, how you steal a piece of me
soul,” she whispered to me, pouting once again.

 “Oh, Aislinn.  How you do
make me heart smile,” I murmured, tucking a loose tendril of hair behind her
ear
and
kissing her gently upon the neck to let her know I indeed found her appealing.

Remaining silent, Aislinn
merely smiled back at me affectionately in surrender, as I caressed her hand
tenderly, lifting it to plant a soft kiss upon the inside of her wrist to
express me affection fer her. 

The sun ‘twas high in the
bright blue sky now.  Still sulking, she brushed her fingers through the dew
moistened grass.  And then amazingly, a silken black butterfly alighted there upon
her naked shoulder and remained as that fer some time.  Aislinn looked over at
it and smiled. 

What an incredible woman she
is!  There can be no denying that there is surely something special about her,
I just do not know quite what it is.  Perhaps someday I will be lucky enough to
discover it fer meself.

A
islinn was silent the entirety of the trek home. 
What more can I say
to convey how sorry I am.  Will she ever forgive me fer what I have done?