Tabitha's Seduction (3 page)

I took
in a breath. “This song, it’s beautiful. Who wrote it? I’ve never
heard anything quite like it.”

Andre
moved with me across the floor. “It was written long ago in the
ancient times. A knight held his lover in his arms as she died an
arrow had pierced her breast. In his grief, he wrote a poem for
her. The words were passed down through the generations, then
became this song. It’s stunning. Dimitri plays it so well. He knows
all the notes flawlessly sand each time he plays he creates
something new and adds to the music.

“
He’s really talented, did he go to a Conservatory?”

“
Dimitri has years of practice behind him.”

I looked
up at Andre. “He doesn’t look very old, maybe my age.”

“
He looks young for his age, I think,” said Andre.

We
danced there for several more songs. I felt close to Andre, closer
to him than anyone I had ever known or been with.

As we
stopped dancing, Andre took my chin in his hands and raised my
head. “Look at me,” he said. He removed my hair form in front of my
eyes. ”You captivate me, so beautiful, so sensual.”

Andre
brought me close to him, his hand around my back. I closed my eyes
and his lips brushed against mine sending sparks throughout my
body. His lips exploring mine, I opened my mouth, he kissed me
deeply, his hand stroking my back lovingly. I pressed myself into
him kissing him back, I needed his mouth.

Our lips
parted ad I put my hands on my shoulders rubbing them. It’s so cold
in here.” I looked over at the piano but Dimitri was
gone.

“
Yes, I am sorry. This old castle has a bit of a draft.” Andre
took off his jacket and placed it over my shoulders. “There is a
guest room upstairs with a fire, you can get warm
there.”

I took
Andre’s hand. “I would like that.”

Andre
took my hand and led me up the long staircase. We entered a large
room with a huge bed with four posts and a fireplace. Next to the
fireplace was an immense lambskin rug. On the walls were numerous
paintings as well as other decorations, the room had several chairs
and a large vintage looking dressing table with a big mirror. In
the room candles filled it with light. There were two large windows
that opened onto a balcony.

I walked
inside and tugged at Andre’s hand. “Come with me to the fire, so I
can get warm.” We walked over and I placed the jacket on a chair.
Andre stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders.

“
I hope this is better,” he said.

I closed
my eyes. “Thank you for tonight, everything was lovely.”

“
The night is not over, my sweet.”

I turned
around and leaned up to kiss him softly. “No, it’s not.” I kissed
him again and he brought me too him, kissing me harder in return. I
brought my hands to the buttons on his shirt and undid them slowly,
popping them one by one. I ran my hand down his ripped cut chest
and over his rock hard abs as I kissed him again. I took my finger
running them from the top of his chest down his stomach. His body
was gorgeous with the smoothest skin. “I want to stay here
tonight.” I let my finger fall from his chest.

“
You shall Tabitha, you shall.”

I
walked over to the window to look outside. It was so
beautiful, the moonlight shining in the room, the mountains in the
background and the vineyards. I was in fairy tale with my prince
but it was real, it was so real. Andre stood behind me and wrapped
his arms around my shoulders. I leaned back into him, against his
strong powerful chest. “It’s so beautiful here, I don’t want to
leave,” I said, as I leaned into Andre some more. His hard body
felt so good, so welcoming.

He ran
his finger along my neck caressing me by my ear. “It pales in
comparison to your beauty, the soft sensual skin.” He ran his hands
through my locks, pulling gently on them. “The silkiness of your
hair.”

“
Andre, I’m so flattered. I have never felt this way with any
man.”

He
brought his mouth close to my ear. “I’m not any man, my sweet
Tabitha.” Andre kissed my neck and I closed my eyes. I wanted him
more than life, more than anything. I was paralyzed, my heart beat
in my chest, straining to break free.

Andre
took in deep breath. “Ah yes, I can sense you now, your arousal.
The sweet scent of a woman. If a man is hungry he only has to
inhale a woman’s sweetness and he’s never famished again.” Andre’s
lips pressed against my neck again. “He only has to drink from her
lips and he’s never thirsty.” Andre moved his hands up my stomach
and caressed my breasts. “Surrender to your passion, Tabitha, you
shall live forever!”

Andre
turned me around and his lips met mine in fierce heat. He kissed me
hard, his mouth was like sweet wine. I lifted my head back, he
found my throat, kissing me there while his powerful hands went to
my dress. In one swift short pull, he shredded it with his hands,
pulling it down, the material in tatters. His hands tore my
undergarments away to expose my trembling flesh to him. His hungry
mouth went to my breasts and he sucked my nipples.

“
Andre,” I breathed. “I need you.” My knees went weak, I
collapsed onto them, my hands working to free his cock. I worked
his clothing down in desperation, needing him more than I could
possibly imagine. Taking him in my hand, I sucked his huge purple
head. I ran my hand down his massive shaft then sucked up and down
on his beautiful cock. I raised my eyes looking at him, my saliva
glistening on his cock in the candlelight.

Andre
moaned as he held my head against him. “Yes Tabitha you shall feast
on me. Then I shall love you like no mortal man can.”

I
surrendered, my mouth devouring him. He felt unbelievable there, so
hard, the sweet come coating the tip. Andre picked me up, he held
my ass in his hands. I put my arms around his neck as he brought me
over to the fireplace by the lambskin rug. My legs opened for him,
he entered my warmth, driving his cock into me. His hips moved back
and forth as he filled me, my legs wrapped around him. My body
ached as sweat poured down my back. The heat of the fire and
Andre’s sweet cock inside of me was complete ecstasy. I could
barely hold on, I bucked against him, my body quivering as I
exploded in orgasm. It rushed out coating his pulsing
cock.

Andre
brought me over to the rug, he laid me down. “Now I will drink,” he
said as he buried his mouth between my legs, he ran his tongue all
over me as the sweet pleasure ran throughout my trembling
body

“
Oh, god,” I moaned. ”Yes, Andre.” I arched my back, stroking
my nipples as his mouth explored every inch of me. His tongue
flicked against my clit sending jolts of ecstasy through my body. I
took my hand and pressed it onto his head holding him there as his
mouth devoured me. His fingers entered me as he fucked me with them
while sucking my clit. I closed my eyes as he ravaged my body, it
was unlike anything I had ever felt. His tongue was like the
softest satin, darting in then out of me as he opened my
lips.

Andre
turned me onto my back, I stretched out for him my ass glistening
from the heat of the roaring fire. He moved up to me and in one
delicious thrust, entered me fully. He held me his hands nails
digging in as he pumped, his huge balls slapping me. I held him
inside of me, I didn’t want to let go, I brought my hand to my clit
then slid it against it rubbing my aching flesh, desperate for
another release.

“
Yes Tabitha, you are exquisite.” he moaned. “Surrender to me,
live in paradise.”

He
rolled me onto my side, he entered me again. He held me close to
him, my back pressing into his muscular chest. I felt his hands
squeezed my breasts together pinching and pulling on my erect
nipples. He drove into me, his cock a piston.

“
Fuck me.” I breathed. “Don’t stop fucking me. Don’t let me go,
please don’t let me go!”

Andre
picked me up, he carried me to the bed. He laid me down on the soft
sheets as he kissed me, his expert mouth tasting my tongue. My body
shuddered, I was so powerless but I didn’t want it to stop. I
wanted more, I needed him. My god, I needed him!

I urged
him onto his back, then climbed onto him. I kissed my sweet Andre
hard, and sucked down on his neck. I ran my hot tongue down his
stomach then took him again into my mouth. I licked his shaft up
and down tasting my sweetness on his cock. I sucked the head, my
tongue flicked against the opening as I licked the pre-come
dripping from the hole. Andre forced my mouth down onto his cock
with his powerful hands, he grabbed handfuls of my hair. He tugged
hard while I sucked him, I wanted his sweet come to fill my mouth,
I needed every drop.

I
straddled him, he held me by my hips as I sank down onto his
length. He moved me on, then off his cock quickly. As I rode him
hard, his hands came up to play with my breasts, he twisted and
tugged my nipples. Our bodies were one as we made love in a way I
have never known.

He put
me on my back, my legs were instantly open again welcoming him back
into me. His cock filling me, pulsing inside. I squeezed, I milked
him wanting his heat to rush into me, in a torrent of fire. He held
my arms back, pinning them to the bed as his thrusts became more
urgent as he pounded into me, sending waves of unbelievable
pleasure through my body. His mouth kissed me deeply, with intense
passion. He drove me into the bed as he neared his release his hips
moving fast. My body trembled again then I came, rushing onto his
cock in a flood of bliss. Andre tensed as I felt his heat fill me,
his sweet liquid ecstasy.

I lifted
my head back, rushing with orgasm. “Andre.” I breathed. I opened my
eyes.

“
Yes Tabitha, you are mine, now and for eternity!”

He
lifted his mouth from my lips and his beautiful green eyes turned
red. The candles blew out as the doors opened, a wind howled around
us. His mouth lunged down onto my neck, there Andre feasted. He
drank and when he lifted his mouth from me, a sweet drop from his
lips tumbled onto mine, the sweetest kiss. My tongue devoured the
morsel as I was famished, for I was no longer Tabitha Anderson. I
was Tabitha Rossi, woman of the night!