Free The Golden Desires by Ann M Pratley

even here, with you in my dreams," he whispered to her before
kissing her again, this time more softly.
    Isabella revelled in the feelings flowing through
her body. Never had she felt anything like this. She never had even dreamed of
feeling like this. And being able to touch him … hold him … invigorated her
even more.
    When he pulled back again to look at her once
more, she moved one of her hands to his cheek, feeling the short hair over his
chin and face, and he naturally moved his head to move his face against her
hand. It had been so long since he had experienced any human interaction at
all, let alone touch.
    In a fleeting moment he thought back to life as it
was before. He had been seeing a married woman for many months and they had often
had sex, but he had never felt anything like this. Just the touch of her hands
on him was enough to make him crave more.
    "I shall need to go home soon, Trent. My
mother and father will be worried about me," she said, suddenly seeming so
young and innocent, even though he knew she had great passion inside of her,
waiting to be set free. "I cannot help you to find somewhere safe to
sleep…"
    Suddenly he was aware of the dilemma also. He
looked around but as far as he could see, there was not one building standing.
    "I have a small tent in my bag…"
    "A … tent ?"
    He smiled at her. Of course she would not know
what a tent was.
    "A small shelter that I carry with me. I will
set it up where we were sitting earlier and will be able to sleep there for the
night," he said and she nodded, looking down. "I can walk you to your
house now though. I mean no-one is going to see me, right?" he said and
she could hear the amusement in his voice, making her laugh lightly in return.
    "Yes, of course. Thank you."
    She held out her hand to him and once more they
negotiated the way to her home, both of them pointing out the obstacles they
could see that the other one could not. Finally she stopped and leaned in close
to him, but not touching him.
    "I am here," she whispered and he nodded
at her.
    "Will you come and find me tomorrow?" he
asked and she nodded slightly, seeming to be worried that someone might see
her. "I can see that you cannot move toward me, or kiss me, or say
anything right now. But I can lean in and kiss you," he said, leaning and
just lightly kissing her lips, ever so softly. "Goodnight Isabella. Thank
you for a remarkable day."
    She watched him walk away and then she turned and
entered her family home, wondering what adventures could possibly come her way
next.

 
     
     
    9 ~ THE DISCOVERY
     
     
    Throughout the night Trent felt incredibly
warm and safe in his small pup tent and sleeping bag, although he could hear
wind gusting around the outside of the tall village walls. It was a strange
sensation, knowing that people were nearby, sleeping, and yet they weren't
really there at all.
    With his mind working so much, he found sleep
difficult. Nothing made any sense and he kept returning, over and over, to the
possibility that perhaps he had perished on one of the mountains, and
was now drifting as a spirit without a body. He didn't know if he believed in
ghosts, but then, after such a day he had to acknowledge that anything could be possible.
    He thought about Isabella. That morning when he
had walked into the interior of the large grey walls, he had been sure no-one
could be around, and yet he could feel her before he saw her. Not only had he
known there was a presence, but he could feel it was her - the woman
from his recent dreams.
    Throughout the day so much had happened to keep
his mind busy and thoughtful, but now that he lay in the quiet and calm of his
sleeping bag he found his mind drifting specifically to her. And when he
thought about her - her flowing red hair, her flawless skin, and her plump, full
lips, he felt himself become aroused. It hadn't been something that had been on
his mind for so long - sex. And even through the day today it hadn't been
something that