A Lord and A pirate
(Advise; Adults contents)
A white horse stopped in the door of a small house that it was to the outskirts of the city, a house, a center of meeting for two lovers who must be separated but must be close. Every night he was always going to his meeting.
He, a man of big power in Port Royale, a man who was the fear of the pirates, a man who usually called Cutler Beckett, Lord Cutler Beckett, Supreme Lord of East Indian Trading Company.
Lord Beckett, was covering his face with his black layer not to discover his identity. Down his horse and looked that the house´s light were lit. G. was inside, she was already waiting for him. He had so many desires to embrace her, to her press hard between his arms again that rapidly, with rapid steps, accompanied only by the darkness of the night, his figure moved with rapidity between the night and entered the house. The temperature of the interior was so warm, so delightful for the flames of the fire of chimney lounge that it did that he was coming out the layer, the black hat and the gloves of black leather that were covering his hands that were frozen.
- G...Are you there? .-Your voice was soft while it was walking along the whole house, wanted to hear his voice again.
- Yes. Im here Cutler, in the chimney lounge.
Cutler Beckett when it heard his sweet, agreeable and tender voice, rapidly went to his meeting. He crossed the entrance hall and when entered in the chimney room , he saw the beautiful seated figure of G......Sighed and a tender smile appeared in his lips, a smile that was much removed of appearing in public, a few feelings that it would never show them before anybody alone before her.Entered with wide steps and it sat down next to her , taking her of the hand that he don´t hesitate to kiss with devotion.
G. ..... when felt his lips on his hand, a sweet smile appeared in his lips. She placed his hand on his white wig as the snow and caressed her as if it was its own hair.
- Cutler, my love..... I miss you so much ....-said to him she with certain pain in his words because was suffering when she could not feel it in his arms, when could not feel it inside her.
He when it heard his words, her looked at the eyes and remained immersed in his beautiful green, clear, affectionate and sincere eyes, which were shining more for the fire of the chimney, as his long brown hairs that were falling down for his small white shoulders.
- I do not stop thinking about you every day, do not stop thinking of feeling your body again along with mine, my pirate ....-. His hand went to her neck and long,lustrous hair. His lips rubbed theirs with gentleness, wanting to kiss her . - ..... my slave, my ........ love. - And with these words kissed her with a savagery that she in a few seconds could not react.
- Cutler ....... Mmmmmmmmm .....- -She closed the eyes and corresponded to his lips. His arms surrounded his strong neck and she closed against him.
Cutler Beckett roared between his lips. He opened theirs to introduce his tongue , wild, uncontrolled, to be able to touch his, soft, tender, sweet. His body seemed socked when he felt his breasts to touch his chest , which although he was dressed, it seemed that he could feel on his skin, a soft and white skin, a skin that it had caressed, kissed and licked so many times.
Continued.................................