At Long Last

By Rebecca Goings

At Long Last

Rebecca Goings

Released 2006

Copyright © 2006, Rebecca Goings. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author.

This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of

the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual

events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

Was that a splash? Whipping around, Kara saw ripples on the water not far from where she stood naked and bathing in the stream. Her waist-length golden hair floated ethereally on the water as she watched the ripples radiate outward. It wasn’t long before she heard another splash making her squeal in spite of herself. She wasn’t alone.

Her keen eyes scanned the shore and she spotted the man crouching by the stream. A sensual grin spread slowly upon his handsome face as he palmed another rock and threw it into the water.

“What do you want?” she asked, suddenly aware of him with ever fiber of her being. Kara had wanted Justin ever since she could remember. Yet he never saw her as more than a little girl, until now, this moment, when she could have sworn there was a seductive heat in his eyes.

“You,” he whispered back, standing suddenly and shedding his garments before she could say another word.

“But…what are you doing?” she yelped, her eyes going wide. She knew she should look away, but she could not. Justin was just too beautiful. His muscles bunched and played under his skin as first his sword, and then his tunic was laid impatiently on the ground. The broad expanse of his chest begged to be touched, and Kara found her mouth watering in anticipation.

“I am disrobing,” he said calmly, his eyes never leaving hers as he undid the ties to his breeches. He made a show of it. Kara was aware he knew full well she wanted to look at him—all of him.

When his breeches were finally shed, Kara let out a startled gasp at the exquisite male beauty in front of her. She had no doubt that he wanted her—the proof of it stood proudly in the warm sunshine.

“Justin…” she groaned as he waded into the water. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“I want you, Kara,” he told her with a wicked grin. “And I know that you want me. I’ve seen the looks you give me. I’ve noticed the way your body has changed from a young girl into a woman full grown. I want to feel you. I want to possess you. I want to be your first lover. Your only lover.”

His words paralyzed her. She should have run from him or tried to get away at least. But now it was too late as they both stood a breath away from each other. Kara trembled. This man intimidated her as she looked into his scorching blue eyes. She thought she’d be consumed in a ball of flame, even standing in the middle of the stream.

He didn’t wait for permission; he simply cupped her cheeks in his hands and tilted her head to accept his kiss. Shock flooded through her at the contact. She had wished for this so many times. Kara couldn’t believe it was happening! His kiss was an inferno. His mouth was hot upon her as he teased her with his tongue and his teeth, kissing so expertly, that she had to cling to him in order to continue standing. There was no question of denying him now. She wanted him too much.

The moment her arms wound around his neck, he groaned into her mouth as his hands roamed down to grasp her hips, moving and grinding her erotically against his hardness. Kara gasped at the sensation, her body coming alive in his arms.

Her hands found their way into his dark hair as she held him firmly to her, rejoicing in the feel of his chest hair rubbing against her nipples, sensitizing them and bringing forth a need so strong, that she tried to press against him to satisfy it.

Justin sensed her urgency and met it with his own. “Give me your legs,” he demanded hotly against her neck as his tongue blazed a trail to her breasts.

Kara cried out as she leaned back to give him access to suckle her, but she didn’t question his words. He helped her impatiently as she locked her legs behind him at her ankles.

Justin held her there, teasing her while he grasped her hips and bobbed her slowly up and down in the water. He barely pressed into her.

“Please, Justin,” Kara pleaded with him. “Please.” At that moment, their eyes locked right before he kissed her once again.

He brought her down forcefully, sheathing himself completely within her. A muffled cry of pain shuddered through her.

“Oh Kara, sweet Kara,” he whispered to her through his kisses, “I am sorry.”

With his expert hands, he brought her up and down slowly and deliberately, showing her there was no more pain, only pleasure. Kara’s eyes flew open and she saw Justin’s grin. She couldn’t help but answer it with a smile of her own.

“You belong to me, sweeting,” he purred as he continued to lift her and bring her down upon him once more, slowly building her passion again.

“Justin, I love you,” she confessed through her gasps.

He groaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts, making Kara hold on to him for dear life. It felt so good! So wonderful! To be here, in the stream, making love to the most wonderful man in the world. She could feel the pleasure of it building inside of her, finding her own rhythm against his hands as she demanded its release.

It didn’t take long before they cried out in ecstasy together, losing themselves in a sweeping whirl of rapture.

The End