Free The Golden Desires by Ann M Pratley Page B

When
she pulled away to look at the man who was driving her forward in her need for
passion, he was still changing, cold to warm, cold to warm. She reached forward
and placed her hand on his heart and the changing stopped as she saw him become
engulfed in a steady, warm colour of flame.
    He opened his eyes and reached out to her, pulling
her close to him and taking her mouth with his, before his hand reached down
and touched her…
    Suddenly Isabella jolted awake. She had never seen
anything like that in a vision of the night before. Where had that come from?
And why did she feel so heated, as if she had enjoyed such a vision?
    ~~~~~
    The following morning Trent woke up feeling the
most refreshed and relaxed that he had in a long while. His body ached in
desperate longing to not have to walk anymore - at least for a while - and he
happily lay still and did not move at all. The ground underneath him was so
warm, it almost felt like he was indulging in a warm bath…
    Suddenly he was finding himself wondering if there
was water in the area, and if so, if it was heated. Oh what a warm bath would
feel like after so long walking most of every day and only washing in freezing
cold rivers when he had been in the valley areas!
    Parts of the dream from the night of sleep came to
him and he was focused on her once more. He was sure she was real, but how
could she be? How could any of this be?
    He pulled his water bottle from his bag and
noticed it would need filling soon. Having not yet looked further around the
ruins of the village, he now hoped he would find a water source eventually. He
could not think of any real reason why water would have stopped flowing to
wherever the past residents had gathered their water from.
    He was deep in thought when he heard footsteps
approaching and her soft voice call out to him from outside the tent.
    "Trent," she whispered as loudly as she
dared, with it being so early in the morning.
    Even the sound of her voice was intoxicating, he realized
as his body instantly jumped to attention, making him curse that part of him as
he really did not want there to be awake right now.
    He clutched his sleeping bag tightly around him as
he leaned forward and unzipped the small entry point of the tent.
    "Oh!" she exclaimed, intrigued by the
zip itself.
    He laughed softly at her as she took the zip in
her fingers and moved it upwards and then downwards, then upwards and then
downwards. While she was intrigued by that he took the moment to lie back again
on his back, resting his head on one arm that was crooked behind his head, and
smiling at her.
    After a few minutes she looked at him with a
sheepish look on her face.
    "Sorry, Trent. I have never seen such a
thing," she whispered and he smiled at her. "May I … come in here
with you?"
    The question was an innocent one but he had to
curse his body once more as it immediately jumped to even greater attention.
    "Yes, of course Isabella," he said and
watched her slowly find her way in climbing into the tiny space and eventually
lying alongside him, her face close to his.
    "Did you sleep well?" she asked, seeming
to be so close to him that he was enchanted by the beauty of her eyes, and the
movement of her lips.
    "I did, thank you. I had the best sleep I
have had in a very long while," he responded, unintentionally raising his
free hand to touch her cheek and jaw line. "Did you?"
    Isabella closed her eyes and indulged in the
feeling going through her.
    "Yes," she seemed to breathe out and he
knew that sound. She might be inexperienced in sex but she still had a great depth
of passion inside of her, and she was waking up to it, seemingly right before
his eyes.
    She leaned in to kiss him and he welcomed it as
they lay together, his body's determination to not be sleepy fortunately being
contained within the thick sleeping bag.
    Trent felt like he was transported. The feelings
were incredible. He had been with some amazing and very memorable lovers in his
adult life so