The moment had been unexpected, and clearly unanticipated. She had known well and long how cruel and

The moment had been unexpected, and clearly unanticipated. She had known well and long how cruel and dishonest he husband had been. She would cringe when his ice cold fingers would reach out to touch her, to use her body for thankfully brief moments. His manhood long gone before her father paid his debt to him with her hand in marriage to him. She had accepted long ago she would never be loved, or even touched by a man in pleasure. She didn’t really love or even care about her husband. But she was unexpectedly sad that he had been killed for his dishonesty and greed.  Or lecherous behavior toward any woman who had crossed his path.Whatever the reason of those he had removed him, like a bad stain on the earth, she would likely never know, All she did know was he likely deserved it, He was the worst kind of business man, the kind who was spit shined to a nice polish, and could not be trusted at all. In the end it was not his illegal dealings that did him in, he had cruelly laid his hands on the wrong man’s sister. The same man who thought at first to take his anger out on her, the wife of the jerk who had his guys rape his sister over a debt.. At some point his anger transformed to a strange and powerful gentleness. She wondered if he realized the vast difference in age between she and her now gone mate, meant she too had lived through his cruelty. For whatever the reason his attitude had changed, she was as grateful as she was confused. Until yesterday, she was married, and sexually she had been turned off completely. But now her arms strung up above her head. His fingers barely dancing over her body. She was tingling all over, her body awakened in a way she never expected it would be or could be. There were so many conflicting emotions claiming her at once, that she was sure this is how a deer felt on a dark night when caught mid-escape by the lights of a car. She swallowed her moan, attempting to hide her sexual arousal. She had to remember that she was the evil boss’s wife. And many would want to hurt her. Logic and pure physical joy we’re battling inside her. She felt helpless. But she was needing more. His gentle fingers finally found the wetness between her legs, she had finally given up fighting. Her moan let loose quietly at first. But when he reached inside her pleasure place, finding her special spot she groaned loudly, forgetting for the moment she was a prisoner, tied to the bar above her head. She moved rhythmically against his powerful hand, he pulled her into his ripped chest, and tearing away her panties, under the skirt she wore, plunged himself deeply inside her. This was so much more than being taken, or used,r. It felt more like a promise of a beginning. Before she could ponder that,insanity, she climaxed. A scream of release tore from her. She shook hard with the endless tremors. And then she went slack, his strong arms supporting her weight. He had just given her a dream come true. Her emotions we’re everywhere at once. She tried to muffle the unexpected sobs. He was holding her closely. “Hush princess. I have you”, his gravely voice said into her ear. She felt strangely safe in that instant, for the first time in six years, the same length of time she had been married to Frank. And now, he was gone, and she was here, in another mans arms, They stood for a long moment, not moving, She did not feel like a prisoner, The man whose name she did not even know, whose scent she wore proudly, released her bonds, and told her they were going home, She stole a glance at him, and he caught her eyes, smiling he told her, she was now his, she was simply grateful, Nodding her head in agreement, she allowed herself to be led away from the world which whe had been a part of, to a new world, A place she was certain she would feel happy to be a part of,A new beginning,She now knew how the heart of the Phoenix felt as she rose from the ashes, She may have been claimed, but she felt freedom, She felt alive, Trish Nielson -- source link

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