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INSATIABLE (An Erotic Fairy Tale)…

Rushing down the marble staircase, Ella opened the door wide.  There stood Prince Ruark with a red rose that he brushed against her cheek.  Closing her eyes, she leaned into the satiny rose and imagined Ruark caressing other parts of her body with the flower.

“You look ravishing, Ella,” Ruark said in his rich baritone voice.

If I look ravishing, then ravish me
, she wanted to say.  “Thank you, Ruark.  Shall we go?”

“Yes, my lovely, let’s be on our way.” Ruark clasped her hand in his own and led her to the coach.

He escorted her inside the coach and took a seat beside her.  She moved closer so that their bodies were touching.  Daringly, she placed a hand on his muscular thigh and rubbed suggestively.  Surprised, Ruark looked intensely into her cool blue eyes and stiffened under her insistent touch.

“Ella, what are you doing?” He asked tightly.

“Touching you,” she whispered, sliding her hand to probe further up his thigh.  When she reached the zipper of his pants, he grabbed her hand and held onto it.

“The coachman might see us,” he hissed, even as his manhood sprung to throbbing life within the confines of his tuxedo.

“I don’t care,” she whispered with a tremble.  She crossed her legs and started rubbing her thighs together, unable to wait any longer for release.

Ruark looked down at her dress.  The material had become sheer between her thighs because of the juices that flowed there.  With a smoky intensity in his eyes, he tilted her face towards his.

Kiss me, Ruark
, she thought. 
Not on the forehead or the cheek like you usually do.  Kiss my lips.  Finally.

He pushed a wisp of corn silk hair away from her face before claiming her lips.  The kiss was not light or subtle.  It was ferocious and enflamed Ella to a painful height of unfulfilled excitement as she rubbed her thighs together and nestled closer to the prince.  Aggressively, he inserted his tongue into her mouth as she met it with her own.  Their tongues danced and mingled as his hands moved to cup her breasts inside the gown.  Her nipples were rock hard as he pulled them between his fingers.

“Ella, you’re driving me crazy,” he growled.  “Why can’t this coach be a bedroom?”

She laughed softly, drawing him back into the kiss as she crushed her plush lips against his and parted her thighs so he could have access.  Immediately, he pushed his hand inside her skirt and worked it up her damp thighs.  His hand jerked to a halt when he reached her bounty.

“You’re not wearing any panties,” he groaned.

“I never wear panties when I’m with you,” she confessed as he groaned again.

“Ella, what are you doing to me?” He asked hoarsely as she watched his rod pulsate inside his pants.  It looked long, thick, and solid as a rock.  She longed to rip his pants off and guide it inside her.  Instead, she threw her head back as his fingers began massaging her inner lips.

His fingers were already sopping wet from her desire as he ran them around her delicate rims before targeting her clit. She moaned uncontrollably as he flicked his thick thumb against the swollen bud with rapidly increasing speed. As he pleasured her, he took a nip at her neck while staring at her straining nipples trapped inside the gown.

The stallion dragging the coach picked up speed suddenly, as Ella bounced up and down in her seat.  She bucked and rode Ruark’s fingers as he slipped them inside her while keeping his thumb on her clit.  As the coach careened through the woods, she thrust her hips against Ruark’s hand.  Beads of sweat poured down his contorted face as he moved his pelvis in an instinctive up and down motion even though that part of him could not make contact with her.

She reached out and pressed her fingertip against his full lips as he licked it while never taking his fingers away from her wetness.  He could feel her climax approaching as he sucked her fingertip, imagining it was her nipple he could wrap his lips and tongue around.  As Ella came closer to orgasm, she clutched at his white dinner shirt and thrust her hips harder against his hand.  His fingers went even deeper inside her, almost reaching her cervix while his thumb pressed rhythmically on her clit.  She bit her lips to stifle a scream as he accelerated the already quick movements to a savage speed.

“Ruark,” she moaned, “I need it.”

“I know,” he muttered, “so do I.”

He changed the motion of his thumb from up and down to circular, dragging it around and around her clit as she couldn’t stop herself from moaning.  The coachman turned his head around for the first time and held his breath as he got a moonlit glimpse of what the beautiful couple was doing.  Forcing himself to return his eyes to the road, the coachman listened avidly to the woman’s ecstatic sighs…

SCARLET CHILL

Scarlet Chill’s racy stories all have the underlying theme of a woman taking control of her sexuality and expressing it without apology.  The name Scarlet Chill symbolizes the excitement of contrasting sensations: fire & ice, bitter & sweet, soft & rough.

Erotic Titles by Scarlet Chill:

Caressed
, An Erotic Fairy Tale

Delectable
, Sweet Chocolate Erotica

Dreamy
, Collection of Erotic Fairy Tales

Drenched
, An Erotic Thunderstorm

Insatiable
, An Erotic Fairy Tale

Masquerade
, An Erotic Adventure

Masquerade II
, More Erotic Adventures

Naked Strangers
, 3 Erotic Novellas

Needs
, An Erotic Pulsation

Raw
, Erotic Romance

Wilder
, An Erotic Fairy Tale