Heat of Passion – By Jessy

I lay my head back against the wall of the sauna, and I close my eyes, thankful for this time away from the world… away from my troubles… away from her.  As the steam coats my naked body, I let the strain of the past few weeks just melt away… I make myself relax, and I try to think of anything but HER.

 

But as usual she haunts my every waking moment… and she infiltrates my dreams. And I can still see her as if it were yesterday… naked and willing… the seductress.  The water cascading over her naked flesh, and the image sends my senses into overdrive. The way she arched her swan-like neck, as I ran my hands over her body… and the way the tears ran down her cheeks as she realised the hopelessness of our situation.   Those hot springs will taunt me forever.

 

Then I see her, her velvety skin covered with sweat… writhing beneath me on the soft leather couch of my plane… the way her swollen lips had parted in anticipation of our kisses.  And then… her in that blue dress… her image so innocent. Yet she is anything but innocent. Just my knowledge of what she can do to me… and how I can make her lose control with just the slightest of touches. It would make any man kill to have her in their bed. I chide myself for fantasizing about her… my Doc… my beautiful Marlena. I know that she will never be mine again… that we are destined to be with other people.  She belongs to Roman now…and perhaps she always did.

 

Although I know this, just the image of her body… her face… and the knowledge of the heat that our bodies can generate together, causes an aching deep within, and I feel myself rise, as my penis begs for release.  My hands travel slowly down to my bulging erection and I pump myself a few times… and I can feel the traces of pre-cum ooze from my tip. I know that there will be little satisfaction in doing this… that my body and my mind aches for more than just a quick fix… that I want Marlena and that nothing else will ever be able to satisfy my desire for her.  But since that is never going to happen again, I close my eyes, and begin the journey to self-satisfaction.

 

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I see him sitting there, and I take a deep breath as I drink in his image.  His jaw is clenched in concentration and arousal, and almost instantly my gaze travels to where his towel covers his jerking hand.  I see the almost miniscule thrusts of his lower body, and I know that he is ready for release. I know him like nobody else does. I drink in the sight of his neck… extended, flushed with arousal, and the blue vein that lays just below the skin.  His chest and shoulders are covered with sweat, that glistens from his bronzed skin, his muscles so well-defined. And I know right here and now, that I want him… that I cannot possibly live without him.

 

I wrap my towel more securely around my body, and with trembling legs, I enter the room quietly, and turn the lock quietly.  I turn around to face him, and I notice with a smile that he is still working at himself, and is totally oblivious to my presence.  I gaze at him with eyes filled with insatiable lust and I lick my lips as I imagine running my tongue over his salty, sweat-soaked skin.  I find myself suddenly wild and unbridled in my passion… and I speak, my voice husky and almost a whisper. “You’d better leave some for me…” I can’t explain what came over me.

 

His reaction is priceless, as his head shoots up to look at me, his hand leaving his throbbing erection… and his face is full of guilt. I try not to laugh… even though this situation is anything but funny.  And he recovers himself quickly, and suddenly I see his eyes roaming my body, undressing me with his eyes. And I want more.

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I feel my tongue swell within my throat… and suddenly I cannot even speak.  I open my mouth and attempt to formulate a sentence, but nothing comes out… only short gasps.  I can’t even think to try to determine if I am dreaming or not… and my entire being becomes clouded with overpowering desire for this being who stands in front of me.  And when I finally register what she has said, my eyes pop… and travel her body. I am disappointed by the towel that cloaks he. If this IS a fantasy, then I want it to be as sensual as possible…  I want her naked and willing for me. I smile, thinking still that this is a dream, and I allow my eyes to flutter closed as my hand travels back down to where my erect member demands release. I know now that I will dream of her as I cum.

 

I hear the rustle of her towel as she kneels down in front of me… and her hands travel slowly up my legs.  It feels so good… almost too real. She pulls the towel upwards so that she can see the length of me, and she gasps sweetly as she takes in the sight.  I feel her hands wrap around mine, and she pries me away… and her small hands then engulf my shaft. “Let me do that for you…” She whispers as she gazes up into my lust-filled eyes.  And then I feel her hot breath as it descends upon me, and she blows exquisitely along the length of me. Her tongue sneaks out and she encircles just my tip, and I shudder at even the feeling of her slightest touch.  I am lost somewhere between reality and fantasy as her movements become more and more urgent and sensual and arousing. She licks and sucks and blows and kisses my erect flesh, until I don’t think that I can take any more.  And then my fingers lace through her blonde locks, now damp with moisture, and I push her closer to me.

 

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I know that he is ready and that this is the time to make him orgasm.  I take his entire length in between my teeth and I nip ever so slightly.  And he jerks into me. Then I begin my powerful sucking motions, as I pump him harder and harder with my lips and sweeps of my tongue.  My fingernails dig into his legs, as I feel my own body hot and wet with need for him. I am prepared to take him the entire way, as his body begins to shudder his release, but he pulls my head away from him, as he comes in one earth-shattering orgasm.  

 

I remain on my knees in front of him, and wait.  I know that he still doesn’t grasp the fact that I am not a figment of his imagination.  But soon he will. I wait with the smile of a true seductress… knowing that this is out of character for me… but needing him so badly that I no longer care.  Not only do I want him… but I want to pleasure him in any way that I can. And I am willing to do anything to woo him.

 

Finally his sapphire eyes shine up at me… the intensity almost frighteningly powerful.  His chest is heaving, and his taut muscles ripple up and down with every pained breath. As he gazes at me wordlessly, I see his fists clenching and unclenching, and I watch in fascination as the muscles of his strong arms clench along with them.  I can’t help myself and I reach out a tentative hand so that I can touch his beautifully masculine body.

 

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She is still there… and I can see her staring at me, her hazel eyes boring a hole into my body.  She reaches out a ghostlike hand as if she is going to touch me, but I jerk violently away… scared at the intensity of the emotion that is running through me.  I see her flinch as I move away… and instantly I am calmed. I take her hand with mine and I feel the trembling of her slender fingers in my warm grasp. I know somehow that this is real… her trembling is too real.  But I also know that I can’t go down this road with her again… I cannot make love to her… just to have my heart torn in two… yet again.

 

“Marlena… we can’t do this again. Go home…” The words break my heart and I can see that she is trying to be brave when she hears them.  She shakes her head in protest, her beautiful blonde locks sweeping around her head. “Doc… you have made your decision. I can’t let this destroy our lives…” I plead with her to listen… and I pray that she will find the strength to walk away right now… because I know that I am powerless to resist her.  I can feel the twinge in my groin as my arousal begins again, and I know that if she stays here any longer, I won’t be responsible for my actions… the desperation of a man so much in love and lust with a woman that he can’t have.

 

“I don’t want Roman… I want YOU!”  My eyes bulge as she slowly comes to a standing position, and with her eyes so full of pure lust she just gazes at me, sweeping my body.  And I groan as the towel drops sensuously to the floor of the sauna. She stands there in front of me, as I fight to gather my senses. But all I can do is stare at her… the sweat and heat that radiates from her golden skin, the rise and fall of her panting breasts, the glint of the wetness between her legs.  She doesn’t move… standing like a statue of a goddess. She is waiting for me to make the first move. The moment seems excruciatingly long, as I will my body to stand up… to move towards her.

 

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He hasn’t moved and I don’t know if that is a good or a bad sign.  I need him to come to me, and I smile as I see the internal struggle inside him.  I understand why he is being cautious… I am a married woman. And we have done this time and time again… I have given into my suppressed passion for him… and then I have left him… walked away to go back to Roman, even though I know that I will never feel the same love, the same passion for anyone else.  

 

I can see by the look in John’s eyes that is powerless against me… I can see his erection, hard and ready.  He is reacting to me… and I know that he wants me. I saunter over to where he still sits, making sure to add an extra swing to my hips.  I

want him to see how my body moves, my hips and bottom… and let him imagine how it will move above him, or beneath him.  His breathing is laboured as my breasts are at eye level with him, and I see him licking his lips as my hardened nipples taunt him.  

 

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I almost cum right here as she stands in front of me, her breasts begging silently for me to touch them… to taste them.  I force myself to drag my eyes away from her body, and I lift my neck, and gaze into her hooded eyes. I know that she wants me. I shudder as I see her hand drag her hair into a pile on top of her head, the heat from the sauna creating beads of moisture that drip down the nape of her neck.  And then she sits on top of me, her legs straddling mine… and when she grinds against me… I can feel the wetness between her legs and I can almost smell her arousal… and I struggle to keep myself from orgasming.

 

“Oh GOD, Doc… I can’t stand this…” I grate the words out between laboured breaths, my teeth grinding as I try to resist with every ounce of self-control that’s exists within me.  I feel her silky hair brush my face as she bends her mouth downwards and she forces those luscious lips onto mine. I resist her for a moment, as her tongue prods my closed lips… and I hear her hushed whispers into my lips.  “John… I want you… give into it, baby…” She nips at my bottom lip and my mind loses the battle, and I find myself opening my mouth, and meeting her kiss with a desperation unlike anything that I have ever felt. Our tongues dash out to meet each other and my groan is loud as we passionately suck at each other’s mouths, unrelenting in our desire.  

 

With a mind of their own, my hands grasp at her sweaty back, seeking something to hold onto. I need to stop myself from losing control and I find the bottom of her hair and tug on it… lacing my hands through it in an iron-like grasp.  My palms cup her skull, my grip unyielding… and for a moment I am afraid that I will hurt her in my uncontrollable state. But she doesn’t miss a beat, and her lips still burn feverishly on mine, as she kisses me back.

 

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Finally we have to stop for breath, and we pull apart, each panting heavily.  His hands are still twined in my hair and we can do nothing for a moment but gaze at one another… his blue eyes deep and dark, and mine, so filled with lust and anticipation.  I place my hands, one on each side of his face, and I lower my forehead to his, and we rest against one another as we each gather our thoughts and try to control our unbridled passions.

 

His entire manner oozes doubt and uncertainty, but also reckless passion… he wants me, yet he is scared of his loss of control around me.  I understand… but today, I need him. I lift my forehead from his and I place my index finger underneath his chin, and force him to look up at me.  I don my most seductive smile… the familiar glimmer in my eyes telling him not to be afraid of our feelings. And he closes his eyes, as if trying to block me out.  “Baby… I need you… this is right…” The sweet seductions dribble from my mouth as I take his right hand and draw his index finger into my mouth… sucking it gently as I gaze down at him.

 

I almost become angry at his resistance.  His seduction of me in the conference room was so much easier than this… I was so much easier than this.  I am surprised at his willpower. I decide that I need to up my game, and I pull back from him slightly, and seductively draw my fingers down to my breasts, toying with my dark nipples playfully.  I moan so softly… gently… and I know that this will drive him over the edge… and into my waiting arms. Again I wonder what has come over me… but I don’t pause to find out. My need is too great for doubts.

 

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I know that I will not be able to resist her much longer, and the truth is… that now, this little game of hers… is making me hotter for her than I have ever been.  I feel as though I am about to explode. I close my eyes as her scent assaults my overwrought senses… the scent of lust and sweat and perfume. And when her hands grasp mine, I don’t even try to resist her.  “Come on baby… you know that you want to…” she murmurs as she presses my hands to her breasts. And she holds them there, her mouth buried against my neck as she begs me to give in.

 

I can’t take it any longer, and I find my hands, with a will of their own, sensually massaging her velvety flesh, the sweat making every sensation so much more enticing. Her throaty moans fill me with a sense of empowerment… with the knowledge that I have the power to send this exquisite creature into the oblivion of the ultimate pleasure.

 

Before I know what I am doing, my hands are travelling up and over her skin, and they trace her delicate collarbone… admiringly.  I gaze at the soft skin of her neck and as one hand travels to cradle the nape of her neck, the other runs down its side, stopping at the base of her throat.  And suddenly I wrench her head backwards, and she groans so deeply… and I bury my face into the newly exposed flesh. With sweeping movements of my tongue, I explore the area… as if nobody had ever touched her before, and I make sure to cover every inch with open-mouthed kisses, that make her squirm against me.  I suckle on her ears, and begin to cover the entire surface of her face with gentle kisses. Then our mouths meet again, and out passion escalates to beyond boiling point.

 

I gaze into her eyes as soon as I am forced to take a moment to breathe… and I am struck by the beauty of her arousal… her parted swollen lips that beg to be kissed.  I grasp her hair in my hands again, and I extend her neck, and I speak to her, as her dopey gaze fixes on me. “God woman… what have you done to me?” I speak gruffly… my passion untamed.  I bend my face to her neck and I bite on her skin, and then suck on it until the deep purple mark appears. I want to mark her… as MINE. I want Roman to find it tomorrow… and I want her to leave him.  She doesn’t stop me… merely moaning in pleasure as I do as I please to her.

 

She arches her back and her breasts protrude outwards towards me, and my entire body convulses when her perfectly manicured fingernails rake across my chest and twine in the hairs that are slick to my skin.  The heat is stifling, and as her hands travel over the muscles of my back, I am lost.

 

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Everything is hazy… the world is covered in a cloud of lust… and all that remains is him and me… the feeling of his lips on my skin, his hands on my body, the feeling of his sweat-soaked skin beneath mine.  I answer him with a husky reply. “I don’t know… but I know that I can’t stay away from you…” My lips are planted on his chest, and I find myself savouring the salty taste of his skin. With sweeping movements of my tongue I send him reeling backwards against the wall as he sits, with me still astride his lap.

 

He stops me after a while and places one hand upon my neck and the other grasps my hand.  “Doc… You are like a drug… I am addicted to you…” I gasp as he places my hand palm down over his chest, and I can feel the pounding of his heart beneath it.  “I will never stop needing you…”

 

And I reply, as the shivers of delight course through my body.  “Don’t… ever… stop…” I punctuate the words with kisses to his face and lips.  And again, his hands crush my face to him as he searches for more.

 

I grind myself into him and my womanhood throbs, as his erection moves beneath me… so hard… so unyielding.  Without waiting another moment, I lip my hips and lower myself onto him. I feel myself stretch as I come down hard and fast, and I bite my lower lip to stop from crying out at the feeling of finally having him inside me again. My John.

 

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She begins to move atop me, her incredible hips moving sensually as I fill her completely.  I thrust upwards and into her, and with my hands placed on either hip, I guide her trembling body up and down.  She is wild… and untamed. And I am finding myself totally enamoured with this desperate and erotic passion that she has developed.  She doesn’t need my help as she gazes down into my eyes and works herself on top of me, her movements intense. It is like my Marlena has been possessed by a newfound sexual energy… and somehow I find myself thinking that it is because this is the last time that we will ever be together like this.  She has always more than satisfied me in and out of bed, but this… this is something else.

 

I feel the sensual brush of her blonde hair over my chest, as her lips engulf my skin, and she nibbles and bites and sucks, until I feel like I can’t take anymore.  I extend my arms and cup her breasts that hang down over me, and I start to massage them… aiming to send her into an ecstasy of sexual fulfilment like she has never felt before.  

 

I bend my head so that my lips can work on her breasts, and my hands find her knees that still straddle me.  I drag my fingers up her legs, the outsides of her tanned and sweaty thighs, and I feel her muscles clench beneath my fingertips.  I dig my fingers into her flesh as her long fingernails tear at my back like a wild cat. I groan in pleasure and pain… the sweetness of her touch almost more than I can bear.  “Your legs are incredible…” I find myself murmuring, and she whimpers in reply as my fingers grip brutally at her thighs. She begins to move faster and harder in her thrusts.

 

I feel her begin to clench her thighs as she nears orgasm, and I feel my erection constrict inside her.  She wants to send me over the edge with her. I plant my lips onto hers as I feel my final release approach, and I groan as she cums with me, her walls constricting around me.  I call her name and she calls mine, and I feel the sweet release as I explode within her. Our bodies shudder, as our orgasms send us to the heights of pleasure.

 

She collapses against me as her breathing slowly returns to normal.  I enclose my arms around her trembling body and my fingers stroke her wet hair as I too come down from my high.  I am struck by the feeling of pure and unadulterated love that courses through me, as I hold this exquisite creature in my arms, and I bend my own cheek, so that it rests upon her hair.  We remain this way for long moments. I am not willing to break the satiated silence… for fear that Marlena will leave me yet again. I can’t even bear the thought of her… in bed with Roman… sharing this part of herself with anyone but me.  It kills me that she goes back to him every night.

 

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I can’t even begin to describe how it feels to be in his arms… our desire for one another sated… at least for this moment.  I am not ready to lose contact with him yet, as I feel him struggle to stand. He attempts to push my shoulders backwards and away from him, but I wrap my legs securely around him, hooking my feet under his bottom.  “Don’t go…” I murmur as my hands and arms sneak around him, clutching around his neck, and I bury my head into his neck. His hands instinctively grasp my thighs as he supports my weight. I hear him groan as he gives in and holds me close to him.

 

“Doc… we can’t keep doing this…”  I feel my breasts pressed up against the hardness of his chest… and I can’t help but feel excited at our proximity.  The agony in his voice is so real, and I realise that I had been right… that I would always love John… and that we belonged together.  And I was no longer prepared to fight it.

 

“Yes we can.  We can do this forever…” I breathed against him.  I want him to understand the meaning of my words. But I feel his head shake in reply, and I know that he has misunderstood, even before her utters his response. “Baby… we can’t… we will get caught… and I KNOW that it’s not what you want.”I gently nip at his neck. I want to play with him for just a little longer.  “What if I WANT us to get caught?” I can’t help but smile into his neck, as I feel him harden beside me. He wants me again.

 

I flutter butterfly kisses along the length of his neck and jaw, and wait for his reply.  And when he speaks, his voice shakes violently. “NO… it’s not right…” With all of his remaining strength, John pushes back against me, and my legs slip to the ground.  I stand in front of him… naked and panting, my eyes glazed with lust. “Get dressed…” he orders me, motioning towards the towel. But he cannot take his eyes off me, and I

can’t take my eyes off him.  I don’t move and I see him shudder in frustration as he whips my towel from the floor. Then he wraps it around me, and the warmth of his hands on my skin causes me to close my eyes.

 

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I want to throttle her when she refuses to take the towel from me.  I can’t get over how stubborn she is being. She stares at me with her lower lip protruded, in an adorable and sexy pout. All I want to do is to kiss it off her.  I tuck the end of the towel in… and remove my hands, but I groan when she allows it to slip off again. “Doc…” I warn her, as she slowly moves towards me, like a tiger stalking its prey.  

 

“Don’t do…” I find myself halted mid-sentence.

 

“I love you.” She speaks the endearment so matter-of-factly, as though she has said it to me every day of her entire life.  My jaw drops as she levels her concentrated gaze on me. Those big brown eyes toy with me… For a moment, I can’t even think to react, but when I do, it is with wide eyes and a pounding heart.

 

“You… what?” It’s almost unintelligible.  I can’t believe that she has said it… Ican’t believe that she has admitted her love for me.  I wait for her response, the pain of anticipation almost too much to bear.

 

“I LOVE you… more than anything in the entire world. I CAN’T live without you any longer.”  She smiles, that beautiful smile that spills promises of a future. I can see her white teeth gleaming and it seems like slow motion as I move forwards. She wraps her arms around me, and I swing her around and around, and she laughs.  “I love you… oh GOD… so much…” I tell her over and over again.

 

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After the shock has worn off, he stares at me incredulously, and I know what is coming before he even has to speak.  I place my fingertips over his mouth as he parts his lips to talk. “I am leaving him… John… I was wrong to deny my feelings for you.  WE belong together.” I place my lips onto his, and his tongue instantly sneaks out, and he seeks entrance into my mouth… so beginning the waves of passion all over again.

 

I feel dizzy and my head spins.  I think that it is the heat of the sauna… and the heat of our fevered bodies.  I pull away from John, and I grab my towel off the floor. I wrap it around myself, teasingly… and my face flushes when his gaze remains fixed on my body.  “Where do you think that you are going, woman?” He speaks playfully and pulls me by the hands into his arms, and he places his hands onto my hips.“Don’t call me woman!” My tone is indignant as I pretend to be affronted by his comments, but the truth is that his possessiveness makes me shudder with delight.  I stick my bottom lip out as far as I can, and fix an angry gaze on him. But I don’t move out of his arms.

 

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I know that she is merely playing with me. I can see the hint of a sparkle in her eyes behind her mock angry glare.  She squirms a little, as if she wants me to release her, but I refuse… and I pull her closer, my grasp vice-like. I never want to let Marlena out of my arms and sight again.  She is MINE. And I decide to tell her so.

 

“I will call you whatever I want…” I trace her lips with my index finger, and I smile cheekily when she parts them involuntarily. Everything about her oozes sensuality.  I continue. “Because YOU are MINE!” I see her eyes flash… and I know that the deep red colour that suffuses her cheeks is not from anger. She can barely contain her excitement of knowing that she and I are finally going to be together… and free to express our love.  

 

“Aren’t you?” I need to hear her say it… and my voice is hardly audible… the thickness that coats my throat causing the words to come out in a husky whisper.  

 

She looks at me, and nods. The movement begins as a barely perceptible incline of her neck, but as her face breaks out into a radiant smile, she becomes more animated.  And soon I find her arms wrapped around my neck, and we laugh together. “Yes baby… forever.”

 

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He lets me go and I walk over to the door of the sauna. I realise that we have been in here for longer than anyone should stay in such heated conditions.  I pause as I open the door, and I beckon him with the crook of my index finger… and I smile seductively as he saunters towards me… still dressed in nothing.  I pick up his towel and toss it to him. “Cover up, big boy…” I laugh, and my eyes roam his body, coming to rest on his hardened member. John cocks one eyebrow and dons a sexy smile, and takes the towel and places it around his waist.  

 

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I glance around and smile when I see that we are almost alone in the gym… the only people that still remain are some body builders at the other side of the room, and a couple of people who are swimming laps in the pool.  I can tell that she wants me to take her home… but I am too aroused to even consider the ten-minute drive back to the loft. I want her and I want her now.

 

Before she can react, I scoop her into my arms, so that she lays face down over my shoulder.  I hear her shrieks of laughter and I can’t remember when I last heard her this happy. She pounds at my back playfully, as she splutters her commands. “Don’t… you… dare…” The words are punctuated with gasps of laughter.

 

Then I send her into the cold pool, and jump in after her.  Our towels fall from our bodies and float away, as she comes up spluttering and cursing my name. “Dammit John… I told you…” I stop laughing and I grab her up into my arms, and pull her with me to the nearby spa.  And we just look at one another as our breathing becomes laboured.

 

Then our mouths meet in a myriad of pent-up and unexplainable passion, and we suck desperately at each others mouths… all thoughts of being in such a public place now forgotten.  I push her against the wall of the spa and enter her roughly, and I lift those incredible legs and wrap them around myself as our passion escalates to beyond boiling point.

 

Afterwards we remain in each others arms, kissing and fondling tenderly for long moments, until we know that it is time to leave our sanctuary to face our lives together.  We help one another to dress and kiss again. Today will be the first day of the rest of our lives.