Kurapika's In Colorados: A Narrative Fiction

It trailed, followed by his kisses and licks, over her chest, then between the valley of her breasts. He allowed it to sit there, melting further, and cupped a firm breast in his palm. His mouth, cold from water, followed, and he ran it over Elena's breasts, moaning against them and taken first one, then the other into his mouth. He lifted his gaze to lock on her face, and wrapped his lips around an erect nipple, blowing hot hair against it then flicking and licking with his tongue, before he moved onto the other.

He realized that it really wasn't either of their faults, but the seasons, yet the side of him that always comforted Amaimon made him long to calm the younger. It just came naturally to him. "Shh...I just need a minute..." He murmured, giving a small smile. Thankfully Amaimon gave him just that, staying still long enough for him to become comfortable, unfortunately his back still stung terribly. It was because of this that he had moved, muttering a soft apology, though in all honesty he was not sure if it was heard. He kept his gaze low, a bit embarrassed, this was their first time after and it was all very thrilling, making his shiver with anticipation. Carefully he turned over offering himself fully, an act of pure submission as he spread his legs in a welcoming manner. He sighed softly at the cool air on his cuts and despite wanting to keep them therehe decided to heal himself a bit. Not fully though, just enough to help a few of the nastier ones close up, most of them still red and open. Amaimon could make more, he wanted him to make more. He gasped as cool hand ran over his hips and back, making him tremble with want, a low whine rising in his throat. It was the cruelest kind of teasing, his roaming hands touching him everywhere, his fingers even ghosting over his back side, setting on the soft flesh as he toyed with his tail. He groaned loudly "oh god, Amaimon please..." He begged shamelessly. He wanted so much more of this, not just his brother inside him, but touching him, both softly and roughly. He wanted his hands to scratch him, caresses him, kiss him. He shivered as his mind wandered further, further than he'd really thought before, dragging his mind to lustful thoughts of being taken roughly, claimed, marked, a sharp, quick hand landing roughly on the soft skin currently under his mate's hands, slapping him there while pounding into him. Just the thought made him

Colorado has a very rich history that often gets overlooked due to other big states that generally take up most of the headlines; however, that does not mean that there has not been big movements and big names to come through the Centennial State. Colorado has had many attractions, such as open land, beautiful landscapes, mining, and the hot springs to name a few. The ladder in that group of attractions brought to Colorado a man that was known in the west, and would forever be remember and one of the most famous gunman, Doc Holliday. Doc Holliday had a short, but eventful life and making his way towards Colorado at the end was what he had hope would save his life.

Placing one hand behind Booker’s neck, Tom leaned back and steadied himself on the other. “Suck me,” he moaned as his hips thrust steadily back and forth.

“Just now.” Taehyung yawned, letting go of Jungkook’s hand to stretch, his husky voice cracking a little from sleep as he let out a satisfied groan. Jungkook watched his body twisting, his shirt riding up to show smooth skin stretching taut over lean muscle, and couldn't help but reach out to touch. He ran his fingertips down Taehyung’s side and brushing them over the softer skin of his lower stomach, watching the muscles jump and flutter beneath his touch. Taehyung lifted his head to glance at him, eyebrow raised, lips stretched to one side in a lazy smirk, before sitting up, lightly, softly grabbing his wandering hand and holding it in place, hooded gaze flirty and teasing. Jungkook sat back and grinned appreciatively as Taehyung ran a

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he landed on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and respective climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a different sensuality that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. He'd kicked his boxers completely off, and with his satiated cock pressed into the warm flesh of her thigh and their abdomens melded together as he gently prised her legs apart, he parted his lips to express something of his feelings to Elena. However, before he could speak, her comment pulled him back down to Earth.

"I love you, Scott," She whispered back to him. Scott's lips captured hers again, their lips met in a soft, then hard, frisky kiss with her arms around his neck. His lips moving from her mouth to her neck. They sighed deeply, her breath started to pace faster as he caressed her. She could feel his hands stroking her back, down, and around her thighs. Scott groaned as she moves her body closer to him. With a quick movement Scott pushed her down the bed-

With that he pulled her close for their first kiss, a kiss he made sure would scorch her soul. With his Selkie’s heighten senses he was able to hear her heart race from the pleasure of their kiss. Even as jaded as he was he felt a quickening of his own heartbeat. . After such a kiss he had to have more.

It took me a moment or two, to find the connecting points for Luka's soul but once I did I began licking once again and he moaned softly beneath me I felt his hand grab mine and lace our fingers together. It was something Luka always did while I fed. I plunged my fangs into his neck. Luka jerked once, then his body instantly relaxed as his other hand began stroking my hair

We go through life and make memories with family and friends that come and go into your life. One of the moments in my life that I will never forget is living in Colorado. When I was about 4-5 years old my mom and my dad was separated because he worked at republic steel in Massillon. At this time my mom lived in Colorado. Well, one specific moment in that time me my older brother Vernon and my twin brother Andre was running in a field near these apartments my mom was living in. I remember me, and my brothers were playing tag when my brother Vernon picked up a stick and we were looking at a socket that was in the building. Vernon thought it was a bright idea to shove the stick into the socket.

“How could they do it, how could they?” His voice, normally unwavering and rising above the rest sounded small and lost.

Lust drummed through our systems. Kylar’s body hovered over mine as his lips set on mine, hungrily demanding with such a fierce passion as I withered under him, his knees had been placed either side of me caging me under him, his lips left mine to close on the skin of my neck. My head rolled back on its own accord as a loud moan left my lips, hands travelling down his chest before wrapping around his neck loosely, nails lightly pressing into his skin as I tried to resist squirming due to his attention.

Two years ago I went to summer camp with my boy scout troop 1517 to Camp Alexander , in Colorado Springs,Colorado . I was able to go to the high adventure camp which included backpacking in the Colorado mountains for six days and then hike to the top of pikes peak. I didn’t realize that the air is thinner up in the mountains and I haven't gone on a hike in a while so everyday I was tired and worn out.

When the older man's hand moved to Lavi's cock he flinched, shuddering as pain wracked his body. Sheril's other arm wrapped around the teen's waist to pull him close, moving his lips to Lavi's neck and running kisses along his collarbone. Lavi felt heat flood through him Sheril assaulted him and reflexively started pushing at the older man's shoulders. As futile as he knew it was, it still worked to stop Sheril from going further, though Lavi realized then that he probably would've been better off letting Sheril do whatever he

He heard the voice in his head again. He still didn't know the language, but somehow he knew it was asking who he was.