32 comments/ 72041 views/ 84 favorites Soulmates Ch. 01 By: Shyee A big thanks to AsylumSeeker and PennLady for helping me edit this chapter. This is a revised version of my original chapter one. CHAPTER ONE PART ONE The doctor was making his rounds to see the last of his patients of the day but stopped and turned his head. Something pulled at him. He took a deep breath and couldn't smell any trouble coming so he shook his head and continued with his rounds, deciding to investigate after he finished with his patients. Doctor Richard Campbell. He was one of the eligible bachelors in the hospital. Both men and woman would look at him with craving eyes to which he did his best to make them crave even more. He was tall and muscular but in the lean sense of it, he had a swimmers body. His hair was black as night and hung just past his shoulders, but he had gray eyes which made him stand out and show the outside DNA of his Cherokee heritage. Everyone noticed his eyes, if he was in a happy and lighthearted mood they would become a lighter gray, almost silver but if his mood was passionate or angry, his eyes would turn a gray of storm clouds. By the time he got to his last patient, the pull was stronger so he said his goodnights and started to search. He got to the elevator and started to go down each floor, one at a time until he got to the maternity ward which made him arch a brow. He stepped out and started to walk down the corridor and then he stopped at the window where the babies slept and looked through it. Five babies were sleeping but the sixth seemed to look straight at him. He moved in front of the little bundle, and it kept its eyes on him. The pull was to the baby. He was confused until he let his senses reach out and then he caught it. He caught the baby's scent and blinked. It couldn't be. He felt his breath caught in his lungs and had to force himself to take his next breath. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. * * * * * Twenty minutes away, in an apartment. A man was biting his lower lip, and he pulled the brunette's hair to the side so he could watch her slide her lips down the length of his shaft. He let out a growl when she peeked up at him with lustful eyes and grabbed the back of her head and start to thrust his cock deep into her throat. Then he let out another growl when his phone started to vibrate on the desk beside him, he looked at the number and knew he had to answer it. "This better be good, brother." he snarled. Richard chuckled on the other end of the line and said, "I need you at the hospital now. Maternity ward." There was a pause. "She's returned to us." The call disconnected. The man blinked hard and pulled the woman from his cock. "Get dressed and get out." he barked as he went to the bathroom to clean himself up. The woman looked confused and growled, "You can't treat me like this. I want a fuck and I want it now." He moved back to the doorway and growled more deeply, his eyes glistened with anger, "Don't fuck with me. We had fun, now get the fuck out of my apartment before I throw you out." She knew better than to test the man, so got dressed and left his apartment, slamming the door behind her. He went back to the bathroom and jumped into the shower. Within twenty minutes, he was driving like a mad man towards the hospital. * * * * * After Richard had hung up, he just stared at the child. He couldn't get past the scent of the baby. He felt like he was standing there for hours but he snapped out of his thoughts when a hand touched his shoulder and a man stood beside him. "How can this be brother?", the man asked. Richard looked at him and shook his head."I don't know, Eric, but the scent. It's hers. There is no way I could ever forget her scent and there it is, as strong as ever." His voice quiet, as thought he feared he might wake the other infants. The baby was still watching Richard but when her eyes went to Eric there seemed to be some sort of acknowledgment in them as she squirmed in the crib. Eric placed his large hand against the glass window and the girl seemed to want to reach out to it which made both men blink. Eric said, "I never thought I'd ever have a second chance with her." Richard smiled at how the baby was acting and patted his brother on the back, then paused for a moment as an old Cherokee woman left the room of the child mother and tapped a staff in front of her. Eric turned to the woman as she stopped just meters away from them. Her eyes were clouded with blindness. She looked at them as if she could see them."Can you tell me what she looks like please? My granddaughter there, Maria-Jane." Her voice was filled with tentative hope. Maria-Jane, Eric hadn't looked at the name tag on the crib. He smiled and said, "She's got large brown eyes which seem to be able to see into your soul and she's already got thick black hair." Then he swallowed hard."I can already tell she will make any man swoon when she gets older. Her parents will have to hire a bodyguard to keep all the hungry males away." She already had a hungry male after her so he knew that last part was true. The old woman nodded with smile."I will do my best to protect her. She is my child now." Then with sadness in her voice, "Her mother died delivering her. And I refuse to have any granddaughter of mine be taken away from me." There was determination in her voice, even though she was blind, she would never let anyone take the child away from her. Eric looked at Richard, a silent plea in his eyes, which made Richard smile. "If you ever have any problems with people wanting to take Maria away from you, just tell them that Doctor Richard Campbell are helping you until the child is easier to handle. To which I mean, she's walking around and able to come to you when you want her." Richard said. The old woman smiled."They wouldn't dare to take the child away with a doctor of your caliber there to support me. It reminds me of a story when I lived with my tribe." Her eyes seemed to glaze over a little as memories of the past flooded her mind. Eric looked at her."Tell us, please. We enjoy hearing tribal stories." People started to walk down the corridor and into the room her daughter was in which made the old woman sigh, then she nodded to him."Are there chairs around here? My old legs aren't what they use to be." Eric blinked."Oh, yes, of course." He took her arm and guided her, letting her feel the chairs behind them and she sat down with a nod of thanks to him, then he smiled."So please, the story." She smiled slight. "I was just a child when this happened. The tribe I came from was secretive. We were one of the last tribes which had contact with the white men. We knew of them, so my parents told me about them. Just after I was born we went deeper into the mountains so it would be a longer time until the white men found us. "But I remember, there were these twin brothers in the tribes. Both warriors, they were the chief's sons. But each had a different path to follow. They would fight all the time but if anyone else tried to fight one of them, the other was there to defend his brother. I remember them always getting into trouble but they were able to talk their way out of anything, no matter how serious it was." She smiled as she thought more on it. To her it felt like yesterday. The brothers looked at each other, shocked. Then turned back to her as she continued the story. "Each had chosen a maiden to spend the rest of their lives with and everyone rejoiced. Everyone could see there was a special bond between the couples. To me, it felt like they would never age like the rest of us, that their bonds were for eternity, that nothing could break the four up. But they did when the white man came. The white man came in the middle of the night and attacked the village. The elder brother's wife was killed in that attack, which drew the spirit of the wolf to him. He attacked all the white men but he was separated from his brother." That piece of the story made both men hold their breath and look at each other unsure who the old woman was. The old woman continued. "When they were separated, someone darker had lured the younger twin away from the village. By the time the older brother felt something wrong with his twin, it was too late. He saw a dark person leaning over his brother and that made the brother go into a wild rage again. He attacked and killed the evil. When he went back to his brother, he thought he was dead but something pulled him to take him away to safety." The old woman sighed, lent back in the chair and closed her eyes. She continued, "It is thought that the older brother was right, his brother wasn't dead but in one sense he was. It was the last time we saw the brothers and about two years after, the younger brother's wife left the village. She wasn't seen again either. There were so many stories being told of what happened to the three of them, but I believe what I see in my dreams." She opened her eyes and looked straight at the men. The men seemed to hold their breath until she said, "I believe that U-ne-ga E-u-s-ti Wa'ya (Gray Wolf) and Ga-da-ne A-yv-da-qua-lo-s-gv (Mountain Thunder) are still with us. Most likely going with different names through the centuries, but they're waiting for the rebirth of U-ne-ga A-wi (White Deer) deep in my heart, I know Da-lo-ne-ga Gi-li-di-ne-hv-yi (Gold Lightning) would still be with Mountain Thunder." She smiled and held out her hand, making a 'help me' motion. Each man took one of her arms and helped her to her feet. She laughed, "I am sorry, memories just come back to me at times, even the sad ones. I can only hope that Gray Wolf finds his White Deer so he can once again be happy." Eric's heart was pounding. He looked at Richard and he was looking at the woman. Eric could tell Richard was trying to figure out who the woman was, but nothing was giving her away. She smelt human to him. Richard asked her, "Who are you?" The old woman smiled and touched her nose. "In time, Mountain Thunder, all will be told." She walked down the corridor towards the elevators. Both brothers stared after her. They could tell she was full Cherokee, but the story had happened over three hundred and eighty years ago, it was their story. + + + + + + + + + PART TWO Eric tossed and turned when he went to bed. There were too many questions on his mind to get any proper rest. He slipped on a pair of silk pajamas and headed to his office. The brothers had chosen the top floor of their building as their private living areas. Once you got out off the lift, you'd be hit with the brightness of the garden in the center. Then there were two doors. One door led to Eric's apartment and the other to Richard's. The only glass that linked both apartments was that connecting to the offices which they shared for their businesses. Richard only worked casually at the hospital, he had his own practice in the building they lived in. He would only go into the hospital when he needed help to treat a patient. The rest he would beable to do from his practice. Eric on the other hand, owned numerous companies as a silent owner and he ran his businesses from the office attached to his apartment. They brothers were twins. The main difference between them was that Richard went for more a more modern appearance with shorter hair, a swimmers body and pampered appearance while Eric went with the traditional look with long hair, a solid build and the appearance of being in the outdoors a lot. The hidden difference between them was that Eric held the wolf spirit inside him and Richard was a vampire. Gold Lightning, Richard's wife from the tribal times, was now called Deanna, and she, too, was a vampire. Exactly a year after Richard was embraced, Eric had returned to the village and taken Deanna to his brother. The brothers had explained to her why they didn't return to the village. The village hadn't had any more problems with white man since that night because the brothers were keeping them safe. After a night of passion, Deanna told Richard she didn't want to leave him. She wanted to be with him always. So they made an arrangement. If she still felt that way after a year, he would make her his forever, and he did. Deanna had been the brothers' savior and she was to this day. She handled their businesses when they were working at the hospital or overseas and set up meetings and what not to suit their times. As the brothers had gone through their own chosen studies, as she had studied business. She would look after the brothers and hearing White Deer was back, she was excited. She couldn't sleep, so slipping on a robe and went barefoot into the joint office to do some work. She paused at the glass, seeing Eric in the office, she took a deep breath and went inside. He looked like he needed a distraction and she was the best to offer him that. With a smile she said, "The files for the Asian mining came in, if you want to look through the deals, which I think are pretty good this time. You just need to sign them and I can finish the rest during working hours." He jumped a little when she spoke, he hadn't even heard her come in. He sighed and nodded, "Yeah, ok." he went through the files on his desk until he came up with the ones she was talking about. "You say they're good right?" She nodded. "They are. A lot better than the crap they were offering before. So how about I take your work load for a week or two. All you have to do is sign off on the projects." He looked over the paperwork but nothing was registering, so taking her advice it was a good deal, he signed his name at the bottom of each page and put it in the outbox. He looked over to her. "It might take a bit longer than a couple of weeks, Dee." He leaned back in the chair and ran his fingers through his hair. "It's just that she's back. I never thought I'd have another chance with her. And with what the grandmother said." He shook his head. "Everything is so confusing right now" She could see the torment in his eyes and she knew it would be a long eighteen-year wait for him. She hadn't seen him like this since White Deer died, all those centuries ago. She nodded. "Alright, but when you have good days, expect to be dumped with a load of work to do," she said with a wink. She was a typical Cherokee woman. She had the darkest brown eyes he had ever seen, they were close to black but when she was in a playful mood, they would turn a burning amber, even when she was human, like the brothers eyes, her eyes would react to her moods. * * * * * During the first two years, the brothers helped the blind woman with Maria. They called her Ulisi (Grandmother) she wouldn't tell them her real name. They both went every day to visit them but it soon became difficult for Eric to leave. So on her third birthday, he gave Maria a kiss on the forehead and said, "I will come back for you one day." He gave her a gentle hug. They had only called each other their current names but when Eric was about to step out the door, Maria yelled out, "Wa'ya, Wa'ya,!" and went over to him. He stopped and held his breath. She hugged his leg tightly and looked up to him with soft brown eyes. He picked her up again and she snuggled against his chest and took her over to Richard and looked over to Ulisi. "Did you...?" Ulisi shook her head, "I never spoke to her about anything or taught her any of the old language yet." Eric nodded. That was one thing about the old woman, she never lied."I can't be this close to her anymore." He gave the little girl a kiss on her forehead once more before handing her to Richard. He started to walk towards the door as she yelled out his true name again but he didn't stop. He walked out the door and closed it behind him, it broke his heart when he heard her start crying and calling out his name. He had to get away. He got Dee to book him a flight overseas. He would tour their overseas ventures and be back once the full trip was completed. Over the next ten years, he went around the world and back,expanding their businesses and starting a few new ones, always delaying his return. During those years, Dee had gone with Richard to meet Ulisi and Maria and had developed a strong friendship with the old woman. They even spoke in the old language which pleased both of them. Deep in her heart, she was sure she knew Ulisi. The stories the old woman told were too close to home to think otherwise. One story caught her the most and everything fell into place. Richard was helping Maria with homework but felt the shock in Dee and looked over to her. Dee couldn't help herself and said, "Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry it took me this long to recognize you." She went to Ulisi and embraced her, and whispered in her ear, "A-wa-ni-ta (Baby Deer)." Ulisi gave Dee a tighter hug and nodded into her shoulder as tears ran down her cheeks."No one has called me that for a very long time." The women pulled back and Dee wiped the tears away from Ulisi's cheeks."But how are you with us now?" Ulisi smiled and spoke in the old language so Maria couldn't keep track of what was being said. "After the attack on the tribe, I started to have dreams. I saw what happened to Richard and knew you were going to follow his path. By the time I reached I reached sixteen winters, my dreams were going further into the future and telling me what our people would go through. During the age trials, brother wolf visited me and told me I had a important task to do so he joined with me. He explained what I had to do, and I did everything as instructed. When we were taken to the reservation I started to drink the tea to put the wolf to sleep so I'd age like a human, so here I am now." Richard listened to the story and shook his head as things fell into place. Ulisi had only been a little girl when the attack happened so that was why he hadn't recognized her. She was White Deer's baby sister. Dee then asked, "What task was it he set for you?" Ulisi smiled."To be there for Gray Wolf when his mate was born. He said the brothers would be there on the night of her birth so I would know my task would be completed. As soon as I left Natalie's room that night, I felt them so I knew Maria was his true mate. He told me I needed to keep her safe until Gray Wolf claimed her and then I'm to help with her getting her wolf. I'm not to speak anything of it to her and that she has to follow her heart. We've seen already she has been doing it, from the first night she was born" Maria looked over to them and pouted. "If you really didn't want me to listen in on your convo's, you could have just asked me to go to my room, ya know, Gran." Ulisi laughed and held out her arms, Maria went over to her and hugged her tightly. Ulisi gave her a kiss on the cheek."You should write before you miss the last rays of the day." That made Maria jump and look at the time and her eyes went wide. She had forgotten all about the time and ran upstairs to get her journal and raced outside to the back porch and sat on the stairs. She had gotten into the habit of writing her private secrets each day at dusk and had almost missed doing it today. After the door closed Ulisi smiled."She writes her dreams and fantasies in those books and always at dusk. She gets angry at herself if she misses a day. She says the last rays of the day clears her mind of everything so she can just write of what comes from her heart." * * * * * By the time Maria had turned seventeen, she had become an accomplished young artist. With the stories and histories Ulisi had told her, she had become captivated with her heritage. Through school, she had gotten into a high school classes for native American crafts and arts. She loved art and her specialty was animals. Her favorite was painting wolves. Soulmates Ch. 01 One weekend she decided to see how good her skills here to paint in the modern styles so she set to work. She couldn't help but want to paint man and the wolf spirit. She wouldn't let anyone see it and always giggled when Dee pouted and Richard begged to see her work. After a month she was happy with her painting. She stood back and stared at it. Her heart fluttered just looking at the man she had painted. She skipped down the stairs and gave Ulisi a big hug and said, "I've finished it." Ulisi hugged her granddaughter back."I'm so happy for you." She gave her a kiss on the cheek. "What are you going to do with it?" Maria sat down next to Ulisi, holding her hand."I'm not sure yet, but I want to do another piece I have in my head. I've been dreaming of this couple for a long time but I wanted to see if I could do the man and wolf first before trying to do the couple together. I might end up putting them both in the exhibition in a few month." Then she sighed. "I'm not sure if I can part with them though." She laughed."It's hard to explain and I'm not even sure if I could if I wanted to." Ulisi patted Maria's hand."I'm sure if you feel you have the right person to sell them to, it would be going to the right home." Maria gave Ulisi another hug before going into the kitchen to eat. She knew what she had to do now for the next painting. * * * * * After four months and still not being allowed to see Maria's paintings, Richard, Dee and Eric filed into the art gallery. Eric's heart stopped when he saw the young woman Maria had turned into as she chatted with a couple of guests. He knew he shouldn't be there. He wanted to take her away there and then, he told Richard he had to leave and would come back the next day to see the paintings. Richard and Dee nodded as Eric left and went over to see Maria. After they both gave her a hug they stared at her paintings. They looked at each other and then back to the paintings. In the painting of the man and wolf, and the markings were all of the one wolf they knew, down to the scar under his eye. It was Eric. He hadn't changed much over the years compared to Richard. Richard had had his hair cut short and was a little thinner in the face along with the two different builds, no comparison to them would of ever been notice. The painting of the couple showed Eric and a woman they knew was White Deer. Even with the soft background of the couple, they knew when that moment took place. Dee didn't take her eyes off the paintings as she asked, "How did you come up with these? They're amazing." She kept her tone neutral, not wanting to let on what she knew. Maria shrugged. "From dreams I have. I just hoped I could capture the love that I feel in the dreams with them." Richard whispered something to Dee and she nodded as he stepped away, then Dee turned her attention back to the paintings. She put her hands on Maria's shoulders and squeezed. "These are amazing," then went over to the young woman and gave her a tight hug. "You're a talented artist." Maria hugged her back and moved to the side to look at the paintings. "Whoever he is, I hope he doesn't mind me using him as my muse. I've gotten a lot of inspiration from him with these two paintings." Richard returned to hear what Maria said. "I'm sure he'd be proud to be your muse." By the end of the night, the four of them were some of the last to leave. The curator came up to Maria smiling. "Well my dear, you have gotten a lot of interest in your new two works. At the moment the bidding is up to five hundred for both." He took her hands in his and patted them. Maria's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Five hundred dollars. Wow. Nothing else I've done had gotten that kind of interest." then she hugged Ulisi. The curator shook his head. "Err, no. I mean, five hundred thousand." Maria's eyes went wide."That can't be possible. Nothing I do is worth that kind of money. Call them and tell them that's too much." The curator shook his head."The offer was clear. And the bidder is interested in a third painting of the line as well if you're interested." Blinking, Maria asked, "A third? What do they want?" "They said they would be interested to see the woman with a wolf spirit as well. So if you're able to do that for them..." The curator looked at her, hopeful. Maria hadn't thought about giving the woman in her paintings a wolf spirit and as she thought about it, the more it seemed the right thing to do so she nodded."OK, give me a few days and I'll get back to you." The curator gave her a broad smile."That is all I ask my dear. The bidder is a regular bidder on Native American artists around the country. He's a benefactor to many artists now. Even if the artist doesn't think they're worth anything, he always buys high and from what I know, he's never offered anything this high before. So you better watch out because if he sees more of your works..." He grinned,letting it sink in. Maria just blushed hearing that statement which made Dee excited for her friend, even though she knew who was bidding and why Richard had slipped away before. * * * * * It was late the next day when Eric made it back to the gallery. He went over to the paintings which Richard told him he had to bid on and stared at them. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his own face and wolf staring back at him, and then over to the painting with the couple to see himself and White Deer together. He then left the gallery with a smile across his lips. His mate would return to him soon. * * * * * Over the next few months, Richard and Dee witnessed a reversal in Eric's attitude. He went from moping around the apartments and office to full excitement in his eyes. Since the gallery exhibition, he had her paintings up in his apartment and waiting for the third to arrive. Maria stared at the painting. She had completed the woman ages ago but was still stuck on the wolf. She sighed, how come it had been easy to complete the other two paintings and she couldn't complete this one? She headed downstairs to get some advice from her grandmother. "Gran," she began, "I can't figure out what the woman's wolf is like. No matter what colors I try, nothing feels right." "Why not go outside with your sketchbook, draw the wolf then close your eyes as the rays hit you and see what you come back with," Ulisi suggested. Maria nodded. "OK, I'll try that. It can't hurt any." She grabbed her colors and book and headed outside to sit on the stairs of the back porch. She sketched the wolf in detail and waited for dusk. Just behind the forest line stood a wolf with a scar under its eye. He whimpered, wanting to be with the girl but knew it wasn't the right moment. Soon Richard stepped up beside the wolf and rubbed the wolf's head a little. "Soon, brother, you'll be with her." Through their twin connection, Eric said, She will be eighteen soon so once she has completed the painting, I'm going to invite her and A-wa-ni-ta over to deliver the painting. Richard nodded. "Good idea. She might not freak out seeing the man in her dreams is alive and kicking with Ulisi there" Eric looked up at his brother. That might be why she can't find the wolf in her. I never bit White Deer before she died so she doesn't know what her wolf looks like. Richard thought about it then nodded again. "That might be it, brother. It would explain to why she can't finish while she was able to complete the other two within months." * * * * * As the months passed, Maria became more upset that she couldn't finish her third painting. Despite her anonymous buyer's assurances that she shouldn't worry, her frustration increased. At least, she thought, his emails where a source of calm. Even though she didn't know the man, she felt a connection to him. She had never spoken to him on the phone, or seen him in person. She only had his words. He had even wished her a early happy birthday. He had even told her, he wished her knew her better to invite her out for a birthday celebration,which made her blush. She was turning eighteen tomorrow. She was excited about that. Richard and Dee had invited her and Ulisi out to dinner, and Richard had said his mysterious brother was going to join them. She knew when she was born that the brothers had helped her grandmother, but Richard's brother had gone overseas for a long time. Richard said it was about time his brother saw the young woman they had helped raise. To Be Continued..... Soulmates In life, everyone dreams of meeting that "perfect" someone. The one person who makes your heart skip a beat every time you see them, the one person who understands everything about you without a word being spoken. A person's so called "soulmate". You can see it in their eyes, you can feel it is their touch, you can hear it in their voice and you can NEVER get enough!!!! I met my "soulmate" 2 years ago. One hot summer night, by the light of the moon, I approached him. I told him my observations about the two of us. At first, he was taken back (although he did not want to reveal that he was). Once my words "awakened his soul", our lives have never been the same. After he thought about my observations of our "chemistry", our relationship started to evolve, and so did our desire for each other. Suddenly, when we were together, we began exchanging glances that clearly were meant only for each other and no one else. It was as if we had each re-discovered ourselves in body, mind, and soul. The intensity of our feelings for each other was maddening. Neither of us had ever felt this way before. Our first kiss left me feeling dizzy, breathless, and weak... CHAPTER 2. We started the evening as we always did. I greeted him at the door with a kiss, gently caressed his hair with my hands, and un-did his tie. He opened the bottle of wine and poured us each a glass, our favorite being a dry, red merlot. As always, in the winter months, a glowing fire was burning in the fireplace. The lights were dim. We sat in our loveseat together savoring the wine, staring into each others eyes, and sharing with each other our hectic daytime adventures. Once relaxed from the wine and eager with anticipation to be together again, I could feel his desire building. Just knowing what would come next began to arouse me and he knew just what to do from here... CHAPTER 3. I always went out of my way to please him both mentally as well as physically. Now that I had found my "soulmate", I was not going to let him go. I wanted him to ONLY want me. His wish was my command. We gently put down our wine glasses and began to kiss. I caressed his hair with my hands. He gently touched my face. I slowly kissed him across his right cheek and then began to lick his right ear occasionally sucking on his ear lobe. He let out a low moan which caused me to instantly get wet. I could not get enough of turning him on. As I continued licking and kissing his ear, I began to unbutton his shirt. He gently pulled me on to his lap. The hardness of his cock against by ass caused me to moan softly into his ear further arousing him. He next unbuttoned my shirt and began fondling my breasts through my bra with his hand. He knew exactly how to stimulate my breasts and nipples and was always delighted by the response he got. As always, this caused me to melt in his arms allowing him to now take control as I laid my head back on the arm of the loveseat with my shirt off and with one arm around his neck, my ass across his lap, and with one foot on the opposite arm of the loveseat and the other foot on the floor fully displaying my body for his pleasure. He removed his shirt revealing his irresistible chest and gently lifted up my buttocks while removing his pants. My lower half was covered with a short black mini skirt and black thigh highs. He raised both of my arms above my head with one hand and began rakishly kissing my lips while unhooking my bra and caressing my now achingly stimulated supple breasts. He next gently laid me on the floor in front of the fire and removed his underpants revealing his dripping cock. He straddled my upper body and continued caressing my breasts as I moaned with pleasure. He began to slide his slick cock between my breasts while pushing my breasts tightly together with his hands moving his cock in a slow, rhythmic motion. By this point, I was so wet that I could feel my juice dripping out of me. I began to move my lower body, but he then locked his legs on top of mine to prevent me from moving as he grinned and moaned with pleasure knowing how bad I wanted him to touch my now soaking wet swollen cunt. He continued his rhythmic motion with his rock hard cock between my breasts. He held my breasts together with one hand and lifted my head forward with his other hand as I licked and sucked on the head of his cock when it moved forward. He groaned with ecstasy. Just when he knew if he continued, he would cum, he stopped and laid on his side and aggressively continued to caress my breasts and upper body while wildly and deeply kissing me on the lips. I subconsciously reached down to touch my throbbing wet cunt when he grabbed my hand to stop me, wanting to save my wet cunt for his touch only. By this point, I was bucking and moaning loudly as he watched me while thrusting his cock against my upper thigh and tightly squeezing both of my breasts. After one more minute of intense nipple stimulation, I began to cum with the feel of his hard body thrusting against me. His right hand began to quickly slide up along my right thigh and he began to massage my large, dripping wet clit. I let out a scream as he continued to touch me. It was then that he discovered I had no panties on. He smiled and in a moment of passion exclaimed that I was something else and tenderly leaned over and whispered in my ear "I really hate you." To be continued... Soulmates Lizzie knew she wanted him the first moment she saw him that morning. He walked into the building with a confidence built into his stride; yet he didn't strut, he wasn't showing off. He just walked like he knew who he was and why he was where he was. She liked that. He walked right into the elevator she had just entered and gave her a smile. Some smiles say just, "Hello." Others say, "I don't even care who you are." Some smiles even say, "You're pretty great." His smile wasn't any of these generic ones; she could feel deep in her loins what he was thinking as he smiled at her: "I know you want to give me a blow job." She smiled back at him, "Yes, I do." And then the elevator began to ascend and within a few seconds, he was off; she was wet between her legs staring at the numbers rise until she reached her floor. She went about her normal work day, sorting this and doing some research on that. After a while, she began to think that all of this had just been in her head. She had been uncommonly randy recently, usually masturbating in the bathroom at work at the start of her lunch breaks—something she generally wouldn't consider doing. Her sex life with her partner was pretty active—and she really couldn't imagine what had gotten her in this mood, or hormonal state. When lunchtime came around this day, she made straight for the bathroom and within a few minutes with her pocket vibrator, she had cum thinking about going down on the guy from the elevator. She had imagined grabbing his cock in the elevator through his pants, and going down on him while the elevator ascended the next morning. She cleaned up quickly and made her way to the elevator to go to lunch. When she got on the elevator she half expected to see him there, but was disappointed. Of course he worked quite a few floors below her, so she shouldn't have gotten her hopes up. But when the elevator passed his floor on the way down, he still didn't appear, and she began to relax. She hadn't realized how tense she had been anticipating being in his presence again. She went to her favorite restaurant just a few buildings away and sat down at her usual table. And suddenly she was surprised to see seated directly in front of her at a different table and alone, the guy from the elevator. She gasped, audibly at the surprise, and he smiled like he understood why. He gave her the same smile as before and got up from his table to talk to her. "Hi, I'm Jeremy. I think we work in the same building." "I'm Lizzie," she said, trying to maintain her composure. Her pussy had begun to moisten again and at the sound of his voice she could swear she felt his tongue stroking her lower lips; she felt an electric thrill run up her spine. He asked her if she minded some company while she ate; and of course, she accepted and they spent a long lunch talking about everything that was on her mind except her blowing him right there. Actually, the conversation seemed oddly non-sexual, and she wasn't sure whether to be put off or flattered, but before she could decide, she realized that she was late in getting back from her break. He quickly paid for both of their meals and they walked back to their building at a rather non-romantically brisk pace. They entered the elevator alone and she briefly considered making some sort of move on him; she felt she could taste her pheromones in the enclosed air. But his stop was too quick and she went back to work for the day; she didn't see him on the elevator on the way home and was disappointed. She masturbated as soon as she got home thinking of his tongue lapping at her pussy; she came several times to this fantasy. The next day, Lizzie saw Jeremy on the elevator in the morning and they exchanged hellos and his sexy smile. Again, they both ate lunch together as if by accident. The conversation went so smoothly again they had both silently decided that this would be how they spent their lunches from now on. And so they did, meeting for lunch at the same place each weekday, coming expecting to see each other but never making plans. Several weeks passed by. But Lizzie was disappointed that Jeremy wasn't trying to take this any farther—she had dropped hints several times, exerted her subtle feminine pressures to push him to ask her out, but he hadn't. She wondered if he was dating; or worse yet, married or gay. At the same time, she was also relieved that he hadn't tried to make a move on her—she was in a relationship, and she was happy with it. But she lusted after Jeremy and had now begun to masturbate two or three times a day thinking of him. She had never lusted after a man before like this. Finally, almost a month after they had first met on the elevator, she decided to ask him straight out why he hadn't asked her out. She was consumed with curiosity as to what his explanation might be and she wanted him as badly as she had ever wanted anything. "Why haven't you asked me out?" she blurted. Jeremy was speechless for a moment—a scant few seconds ago, they had been talking about a book they had both read. "Ah, well," his voice trailed off. "I actually didn't think you wanted me to; and I had just broken up with this girl and I wanted a bit of time in between to rebound a little, and I didn't want you to be a rebound. So, I decided not to push anything until I could figure out why you didn't want me to ask you out." He finished with a shrug, and waited for her response. She had been staring hard at him as he spoke every word and was almost surprised that she had believed his explanation—she had convinced herself he was married. "I want you to ask me out," she said and felt for a fleeting moment a stab of guilt. She loved her partner, and truly didn't want to hurt her or leave her. Yet here she was, practically forcing this guy to ask her out. But in the same moment, she felt a thrill run through her pussy and had to bite her lower lip to keep from smiling too broadly. They made plans to go out the very next night, on Saturday, and Lizzie was wet with anticipation and dizzy with excitement. She barely noticed any of the work she did for the rest of the day, and spent all of Saturday trying to decide what to wear. She went shopping for a new outfit and bought new lingerie. She was actually afraid she might be building the date up so much that she was going to be disappointed. She tried to lessen her tension by masturbating whenever she could sneak it in—in the restaurant bathroom at lunch; in the dressing room in between outfits. Instead, she was just becoming more hot and bothered. In the late afternoon as she was headed back to her apartment to change for the date, she got a short text message: "Really sorry, can't make it tonight. Can't explain now, see you Monday lunch." Her heart dropped and she knew she had been right after all—he was married; he had to be. She went back to her apartment and spent the night alone with watching movies waiting for her partner to get back home. Her lover finally got back late and Lizzie feigned sleep rather than talking. She sulked all of Sunday, which her partner noticed but did not comment on, and went into work ready for Jeremy to confess his marriage at lunch. When she got to their restaurant, he wasn't there; she waited for him all her lunch break. He still didn't show, and she knew their relationship was over—before it had even begun. She felt her stomach tighten unpleasantly and thought disappointedly that she had never had a chance to suck his cock, or feel his tongue on her, or feel him inside her. All those fantasies for nothing! She had never wanted someone so badly, and she would never have him now. She went back to her work, and spent the afternoon, resorting files she had already sorted. At the last minute, another project came up and she was asked to stay late, which wasn't unusual, and she agreed—it was something to keep her mind off her ache. She was alone in her office putting her now finished work aside when her cell phone suddenly rang. She jumped, but calmed herself down before she answered. "Hi," said Jeremy. Lizzie remained silent. What a coward he is! she thought. He's going to do this over the phone! "Look," he continued after a long pause, apparently understanding her silence for what it was. "I'm really sorry I missed lunch—and I should have called, but I couldn't. I do like you, and I don't want to hurt you. I just got back now, and it's been a crazy weekend for me; it's been pretty awful. But I really don't want to talk about it tonight." He paused and asked, "Are you in your office?" She was startled by the question enough to answer in the affirmative. She was still convinced that he was married and hiding it from her. "I'm just downstairs," he said, "and I have food if you're hungry. We could make up our first date, maybe?" As he said finished, his voice sent a shiver through her cunt. She knew it probably wasn't her finest decision, but she bit her lip and agreed to come down, explaining though that she probably wouldn't be able to stay long. She could barely understand her decision—she was cheating on her lover with a man who she was sure was married who not a few moments before she had hated. But she wanted him; she had never stopped wanting him; and she knew that if it were humanly possible, she would fuck him this night. *** When she reached his floor, she saw the lights were dimmed and a flickering in the distance. He walked towards her and smiled, holding out his hand. It was almost like a dream—they walked to past a few cubicles to where she saw a tablecloth laid one the ground with two candles on it, and several on the desks nearby. There was a bottle of white wine, two glasses, and some delicious smelling seafood in a plate in the center. "I know this isn't quite as nice as the restaurant we..." he began, but before he could finish, she kissed him and pressed him back to the nearest cubicle wall. His mouth was delicious and she ran her hands down his chest and to the front of his pants where she felt his erection quickly growing. She unzipped him and pulled his cock out she felt his tongue in her mouth. Breaking the kiss, she got down on her knees and began to blow him. He moaned loudly as she enveloped the head and played her tongue around it, sucking him firmly. She let go of his cock and pulled down his pants quickly before engulfing it again. She could taste his delicious pre-cum on her tongue and began to bob her head on his dick, stopping to lick and suck the head once and again. Her hands massaged his balls, and he began to fuck her face as she had intended. He spread his legs slightly to thrust into her willing mouth, and she gripped his butt cheeks. She could feel in his movements and in his cock that he would be reaching climax in a few moments, and she pushed her moist finger slightly into his ass just before he came and he gasped with pleasure. He came almost violently into her mouth, and let his dick fall, swallowing his sperm. He moaned in satisfaction and moved to pull his pants back up, but she stopped him. "Now that that is out of the way, we can drink and eat this meal you have here—but you have to keep those off," she explained smiling. They drank and ate on the tablecloth—talking as easily as they had the first time they had met. He had on only a buttoned-down white shirt and socks while she was fully dressed; but she didn't seem to notice when his erection rose halfway through the meal, and halfway through the bottle of wine. When the last of the shrimp was eaten, she moved over to him as he leaned back with his erection protruding. She pressed her clothed groin against his cock and began to kiss him as she had against the cubicle. It was a fierce and passionate kiss, full of lust and even a bit of anger. She ground herself against his now painfully hard erection and took off her top and her bra. Breaking the kiss again, she guided his mouth to her erect nipples and she moaned. He sucked and licked her, one hand holding her waist and the other squeezing her butt under her skirt. He began to feel her moistness and pressed his hand to her groin from between her legs. She moaned as he touched her there and bit her lip again. She pressed his shoulders down slightly and he lifted her up and placed her on her back on the floor of the office; he quickly removed her skirt and panties and began kissing her belly while stroking his cock. He moved down to her vaginal lips and licked them, teasing them open with his tongue, darting it in and out slightly. Lizzie was moaning freely now and hoped that no security guards came to check these offices at night. Jeremy's tongue worked the same magic on her that it had in her fantasies and she came much quicker than usual as he licked her clit. She shuddered and almost yelled with joy as orgasm racked her body. She was barely sated though and pushed him off her onto his back. She glanced at his cock and knew what he expected her to do, but she told him, "Not yet," and moved her pussy over his face, a knee on either side of his head. She felt the need to ask him if he was okay with this, and he nodded and began to suck her clitoris again. She bit her lip again and began to fuck his face, making shuddering moans. His tongue probed her vagina as she pressed down on him, and as she was reaching her second climax, he began to suck her clit. She came all over his face, and stopped to gain her breath. She removed her knees, kissing his pussy-soaked face, and lay next to him breathing heavily. As he looked at her naked body beside him, he began to stroke his cock and she again began to tingle with anticipation. "I've never had my face ridden before," he said. "Thank you," she smiled and looked at his rock hard prick in his hands. "I'd like to try one more thing tonight I've never done before if you're game." "Anything," Lizzie said. "Good," he said. "Get up and lean over this desk here." "Do you mean you want to..." she began. "You said anything," he said. And in that moment, she knew that she loved him. She bit her lip as she leaned over the desk and presented her ass to him. He stroked his cock as he admired the view, and after a moment, she realized he was looking for some way to lubricate it. "Fuck my cunt first," she suggested. "Then if you need some more lube, I'll blow you again. I've never had anything more than a finger in my ass before, so I know its tight." She moved from the desk and lay on the ground with her legs open waiting for him. For a moment, he admired her pussy and licked it for a second before positing his cock before her willing cunt. She grunted as he pushed into her—he was only about average size, but she had been anticipating this for so long. He was able to work his way in within a few strokes and began pumping inside her; she was almost ready to cum again when he withdrew and asked her if she thought his cock had enough of her pussy's lube. One lick was enough to tell her yes, and she moved again into position at the desk. He moved behind her and held her hips as he positioned his cock at her tight rosebud. She was as tense and nervous as she had been when she had lost her virginity. She almost cried as he pushed his cock head slowly into her ass. And he stopped, asking her if she was okay. "I want you to fuck my ass," she said, "but please be gentle at first." He pushed a finger inside her wet pussy for a moment (she shuddered with pleasure as he did so), and now lubed, into her ass, and began to loosen her hole. After a few moments, she began to feel the pleasure of his anal invasion. He slipped another finger in and she began to feel truly relaxed. She could feel him beginning to work another finger in when she told him to stop. "I want my ass to be tight for you," she said. "As tight as it can. Put your cock in now." He placed his cock once again at her hole and gently pushed inside. She moaned with pleasure as he invaded. It still hurt, but she had learned to relax and push out to facilitate the process. "I feel so full," she said, moaning in pleasure in pain. "Just the head is in," he responded. And she wondered how much more she could take. He began to push in little by little, withdrawing just a bit, then pushing in. Every time he began to pull his cock back, her ass felt empty, and she welcomed the pain as it pushed back inside further. She wanted all of him inside her she knew. She wanted to be his bitch just as he had been hers when she had rode his face. Inch by inch, he worked his way in, thrusting gently then a little harder. He finally was all the way inside, and she felt his balls slap her butt on his final thrust. The pain had subsided and now there was nothing but the pleasant sensation of being filled. He began to fuck her in earnest now, and she moaned at the feeling of his cock filling her. As she rocked back and forth with his thrusts, her pussy began to tingle and she knew she was going to cum for the third time this night with his cock in her ass. His pace increased and he held her hips as he thrust inside her. She thought as her pussy throbbed that this was the sluttiest thing she had ever done, and she would gladly give him her ass every night if he wanted. She could feel him beginning to cum again and felt his hands reach around to her breasts and squeeze them as with a final thrust he released his sperm into her ass. Feeling his jizz shooting inside her, she herself came. He kissed her back and kneaded her breasts with his dick still inside her as she still leaned over the desk, both of them breathless. He removed his dick from inside her, and they embraced and kissed again as they went to lie down next to the candles on the tablecloth. She lay naked in the crook of his arm as he poured another glass of wine for each of them. They drank, and silently but comfortably lay together. The wine went quickly and it loosed their tongues as they drifted off towards a satiated sleep they knew couldn't last. "My father died on Saturday," Jeremy confessed. "We were never close, but the last few years, I had been angry with him. We hadn't talked." Lizzie held his chest and kissed his side. "I have a girlfriend," she said. Jeremy looked puzzled. "We're in a serious relationship—for four years now, since my senior year of college." Jeremy still hadn't caught on—the wine was clouding both of their brains, and Lizzie blurted out, "I'm a lesbian. Or well, not exactly. But she is a lesbian—like entirely. And I love her, Jacqueline, and I want to stay with her. But I think I might love you too," she finished. He seemed to finally have caught on, and he stared at her dumbfounded... To be continued... Soulmates As the elevator climbed floor by floor the eager and anxious redhead inside was becoming overwhelmed with aticipation. She was going to a hotel room where inside I was awaiting her arrival. Finally the last buzz indicated she had reached her floor. Passing door after door down the long corridor she reached the room. When she opened the door her eyes gazed upon a darkened room with the only light being generated by a dozen flickering candles. Seeing this made the woman feel a bit weak in her knees. I glide across the room being revealed by the soft candle light. When I reach her I embrace her from behind. Standing behind her, feeling her head rest against my chest as I take her coat off and toss it on a chair. Caressing her face I lean in and kiss her passionately. Feeling our tongues intertwining with each other. After a long overdue embrace and deep kissing, I look her deeply in the eyes, and without warning I grab her. Pullig her close and kissing her again this time I begin to explore her soft neck with firm,hot kisses. Spinning her so she is facing away from me I begin to sneak kisses onto her shoulders beneath her shirt. Sliding my hands down her sides I grasp the bottom of her shirt and whisk it up over her head and off. Throwing her shirt aside I now gaze upon her large heaving bra covered breasts waiting to be released. Now feeling her bare skin with my large rough hands, she lets out a soft,approving moan. As I am now kissing naked skin I am alternating between soft kisses and gentle bites causing chills across her skin. Easing a finger under each bra strap I slide them down her arms and push my hands under her breasts releasing them from the bra they were trapped in. Feeling how voluptous her breasts were I started to feel across them stopping only to pinch her hardening nipples. Feeling her supple nipples between my thumb and index finger I pinch and gently roll them back and forth. Now I finally unclasp her bra and toss it into the ever growing pile of clothing on the floor. She thrusts her head back as I kiss from the nape of her neck down, kiss, down, kiss, down, kiss. Until I reach the top of her pants. Realizing that this barrier keeping me from continuing my affections needs to come off I stand and rub my hands down her breasts, down her stomach and grasp the button on her jeans. Pulling them down her legs and finally off her feet they get tossed into the pile. Resuming my kisses I continue to kiss down her back and now over her panty covered ass. Spinning her around I am now eye level with her pussy. Leaning in I can sense the heat from her arousal and when I press my lips against it I feel her wetness. Without warning she grabs my head and pulls it closer to her pussy. Now knowing that I should proceed I now pull off the panties and push her back until she falls onto the soft bed below. With her lips quivering and desire in her eyes I know it is time. From the night stand I pull out two leopard print cuffs and eagerly clasp her left wrist and tie the other end to the head board. After repeating this action for the right wrist I kiss her deeply and slide the blindfold over her eyes which are now screaming fuck me. I now get up and step back from the bed. Standing in silence beside the bed, I let her wait with anticipation and wonder. Wonder of when and how I would touch her next. Making her squirm and suffer long enough I once again engage in my process. Beginning at her feet I begin kissing upward. Alternating kisses and licks between the insides of her legs I am working my way upward. When I get to her beautiful hot pussy I lay my flat tongue against her lips. Licking upward with gentle flicks to the left and right I reach her swollen clit. Sensing that it needs to be touched I lick around it teasing her. I run my hands under her back and pull downward until I reach her ass at which time I grab her and pull her to my face. Her wetness is revealing her need and want to be pleasured and not wanting to disappoint I start to lick firmly and suck and nibble on each of her now swollen pussy lips. Between licking I shove my tongue deep into her hungry hole making her flinch with joy. With no notice I take her clit into my mouth And begin to suck. While I am sucking and rolling it between my teeth I begin to flick and roll my tongue across it causing an overload of senses. Continuing with this and hearing the increasing speed and volume of her moaning I am thinking she is close to that release that she is craving so badly. I start to lick and suck faster and faster and now I shove two fingers deep into her hoping to push her over the edge.Working my fingers in and out fast and sucking and licking she starts breathing heavy and writhing in ecstacy. Not being able to see or grab me drives her wild and she screams that she is getting closer and closer. As I look p from my position of licking and sucking I see her head thrashing about and feel her legs close in on my head and release. I pick up the pace with my fingers until she says softly "don't stop". Her legs suddenly clamp against my head and she screams "I am gonna cum!!!!" So I oblige and continue faster and faster until her body releases and begins to shudder and quiver. "oh my god , oh my god" she mutters breathlessly. I arise from my position against her pussy and kis up her belly stopping to pay some shiver sending attention to her hard nipples. From her nipples I proceed back up her neck and kiss her deeply shoving my tongue in her mouth knowing she could taste herself. I step off the bed and allow her curiousity to begin to grow. Beside the bed I begin to undress, pulling off my shirt to reveal my bare chest and back. Lowering my pants to the floor and throwing them on the floor reveals that my boxer briefs are barely holding my stiff cock in place. Off go the boxer briefs as I clim beside her onto the bed. I gently caress her restrained and eager body. After kissing her and pulling away as she wants more I position my self on my knees next to her. Taking her by the hair I pull her head toward me and rub my growing cockhead against her lips. Moaning with excitement when she realizes what is against her lips she licks at me. She begins to kiss on my cockhead and licking all around it. Feeling like I may explode at any moment I grab her by the back of the head and push my rigid cock into her mouth. She gladly excepts my thick long dick into her mouth. After I am in her mouth I pause momentarily before beginning to slide it in and out slowly. Before I know it I am rapidly sliding my entire length into her mouth. As she feels my soft skin covered and swollen member fucking her face I push into her as I pull her by her head until she gags. Not wanting to finish yet I pull out and climb on top of her naked, sweat glistened body. We are now kissing deeply and passionately as I remove her blindfold and look at the hunger in her eyes. I reach over and release her tethered wrists and feel her quickly wrap her arms around me digging into my back. While she starts to bite on my ear she whispers ever so softly saying "fuck me, fuck me now". Without a second to spare I wrap my hand around my large fat cock and spread her pussy lips apart with my huge engorged cockhead. Sliding it up and down her sopping wet slit I reach her hot hole and push into it. Feeling her pussy allow me entrance into her beautiful body I feel he lips close around my girth creating a tightness like never before. I begin thrusting in and out faster and faster. Taking cues from her motions and sounds I go faster and harder. Grabbing her right ankle,I pull her by her leg causing her to be on her side and my cock to be splitting her pussy sideways. In this position her tight little ass is available for a spank which I deliver repeatedly with my open hand causing a loud slap and even louder moan. Again I grasp her by the ankle only the left side this time and pull putting her on her hands and knees. With a hand full of her gorgeous red hair I pull her hard into me as I fuck her like an animal from behind. With a handful of hair in one hand and a frequent spank with the other I am slamming my cock into her deeper and deeper. Feeling my own climax growing and growing I again flip her around now onto her back. As I re enter her I look deep into her eyes. With her ankles on my shoulders I pull her tight to me by her wrists which cause me to go deeper and deeper. With her head thrashing wildly and her moaning being obvious that I am hitting the right spot I know she will cum again for me. Every inward thrust she gets closer and closer until her eyes roll back and her head falls back against the bed. She screams " oh my god I am coming AGAIN!!!!". Holding back I let her finish hers before telling her I am going to cum. I pull her tight and feel my cock swell and swell before erupting with stream after stream of my hot cum shooting inside her tingling pussy. With every shot of my cum she shivers letting me know that she could feel every load I shot into her hot awaiting and now tired pussy. Kissing her deeply I slide off of her and pull her close against me and wrap my arms around her. Gently kissing and soft caresses she drifts off satisfied and not knowing what else I have in store for her when she awakens.