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 Copyright Sascha Illyvich 2008 http://saschaillyvichauthor.com

   Kerian parked the bike and hopped off, rounding the corner onto Central.
He cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted, "Hey, Iolite!" She'd been
standing on the balcony apparently.  Her doors were open, letting in the
cold.  Odd that.  "Iolite," he smiled as she appeared at the rail.  She
waved a hand in the air.  "Here I am, Kerian!  Come on up!" He grinned and,
with a salute, walked to the front door of the building.  Once inside, he
headed towards the elevator, ignoring the brown and orange color scheme
that had been chosen for the interior.  Once upstairs, the doors opened and
before he could step out, a pair of arms clasped around his waist. 
Flinging into him, Iolite's body was warmth against his.  Her hair smelled
of patchouli and sandalwood, her underlying scent, rose.  "Hey now," he
laughed, pulling her tighter into his body.  The doors started to shut on
them.  Dressed in hip-hugging jeans and a gray sweater, her hair flowed
like a large soft blanket behind her.  Her silvery hazel eyes sparkled. 
Ruby red lips puckered together and blew him a kiss.  "This could be like
that book I read," she winked.  He arched an eyebrow.  "What book?" Hands
slid down his back and around his chest.  "Goin' Down Anthology.  Four sexy
authors writing hot romances." With a grin, he held her hands in his, the
softness of her skin a complement to his roughness.  "I like where this
could go." Her mouth seized his.  Soft, pliant lips caressed his mouth, her
sweet lips opening to invite him in.  Kerian's tongue swirled around her
mouth , tasting lush honey and wine as it explored her mouth, stroking her
tongue along with the rest of her.  Her tongue matched his stroke for
stroke before wrapping around his and sucking.  Hands clasped his
shoulders, tugging desperately at his shirt.  Kerian cupped Iolite's face
in his hands, caressing her mouth with his before plundering her with his
tongue.  Exploring every inch of her mouth brought a hardness to his cock
he hadn't felt in a long time, and the warmth of her body pressing against
his sent shudders through him.  "Mmm," she pulled back from the kiss and
hit a button on the elevator.  The doors shut again.  Dragging her mouth
down his skin, she inhaled deeply and sank to her knees.  Clutching a
fistful of hair, he heard the zipper on his jeans being yanked down.  His
cock sprang free into tiny little fingers that gripped him.  Velvet heat
engulfed him before he had a chance to respond, Iolite had taken him all
the way into her mouth.  Flames raced up his body from his cock as her
tongue swirled around his shaft.  Sliding along the underside, she slipped
him out of her mouth oh so slowly.  Kerian clenched his fists.  "You're
killing me, babe." She nodded, bobbing up and down on his cock.  Fingers
slid beneath his balls, cupping him.  Gods, how he wanted to possess her!
The desire to fill her was strong, calling out to the wolf inside to
protect and claim its mate.  Kerian jerked his hips against her mouth,
apologizing silently for thrusting harder than he intended.  His cock slid
out of her mouth with a loud pop.  "It's okay, silly." She kissed the tip
of his cock, smiling wide as it jumped in her fingers.  She sank her mouth
down on him again.  Kerian hissed.  "I want inside you," he begged.  She
shook her head, swirling her tongue up the length of his shaft again before
letting him slide out of her.  Pumping his now slicked cock up and down,
Iolite licked the head like a lollipop before taking it deep within her
mouth again.  Kerian sucked in a breath.  "Goddess you're hot, your fucking
mouth is so hot, Iolite!" His balls drew up against his body.  She had the
kind of mouth that could make a man or wolf forget all about his duties or
cares.  She sucked and slurped harder, faster.  Tension built within him
like a tight coil.  Iolite jerked him out of her mouth.  Lowering her
sweater, she exposed creamy globes to his delight.  "Come on me," she
begged.  Before he had a chance to respond, she began sucking him harder,
faster, her tongue working the tip of his head.  Gripping her shoulders, he
felt the spasms start low in him, his knees growing weak.  A hand gripped
his thigh, digging nails into exposed flesh.  Kerian shuddered, releasing
his seed in spurts.  Iolite pulled him out of her mouth and took him in
hand, catching most of his seed on her breasts and neck before sucking him
in deep again.  Sweat trickled down his brow.  Kerian yelled out her name,
gripping her shoulders tightly.  She sucked every last drop from him,
making him weak in the knees.  Spent, he pulled his cock out of her mouth
and knelt before her, taking her face in his hands.  Sinking his tongue
between parted lips, he tasted his spilled seed on her lips along with the
sweet juiciness of her mouth.  "Goddess," Iolite murmured against his
mouth. "Yes?" He pulled back to survey the beautiful sight of her on her
knees with his seed covering her perfectly round breasts before the
elevator dinged.  It began to move.  Laughing, she scrambled to her feet,
helping shove him back into his jeans.  Kerian pushed full breasts together
and licked cum off them before letting the sweater cover her.  The doors
opened a second later and the couple that entered found Kerian and Iolite
embracing, his hair spilling over her shoulders while her fingers worked
out tension from his neck.  Her scent wafted around his nostrils, hardening
him further.  It took all he had not to ignore the couple and fuck her
against the wall.  "Hi," he smiled as heat crept up his neck.  The couple
nodded.  Iolite turned and tugged his hand out, walking him to her unit in
the far corner of the building.  Once inside her loft, he shut the door and
leaned against the wall, taking her in his arms.  She was lithe compared to
him, small, delicate but not so that she couldn't hold her own.  With a
kiss, both began laughing hysterically at their near miss of being caught.
"I love you, Iolite.  Damn, how I've missed you." He breathed in her
intoxicating scent, the sandalwood and rose from earlier, though the
patchouli scent picked up.  "I love you too, sweet Kerian." Her hands
cupped his face and she tossed her head back in rich laughter.  He smoothed
a hand through her hair.  Looking down the hall, Kerian saw the large row
of windows that gave a view of the now built Anasazi luxury Condos.  "Those
are beautiful.  What if I got a place there, and we traded this one in?"
She smirked.  "I thought you loved my place." "I do.  But I'd like to fuck
you up against the highest window in one of those units," he spoke with a
wry grin.  She wriggled her hips against his.  "Maybe someday.  Now," she
took his hand and led him into the open space.  His boots clacked against
the stone floor.  She had a sparsely furnished loft, but the view was
magnificent.  Facing the north was an empty parking lot and Central Ave
before the lofts, but in the distance, the majestic mountain ranges lay
ahead.  Downtown was just a few feet way.