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Legion

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Lupus, Rating: , Source: LushStories

easily fit in his palms and a waist he could wrap an arm around, but there was more to her than that. She stepped closer and the fire’s warm light gave shadow to the defined muscles across her torso. Vespasian’s finger traced the lines of her muscles, completely of its own accord. He sat and stared, his finger slowly tracing every curve of her body as he committed her to memory. She tingled and shivered as he went, but she refused to move until his palm crept along the inside of her thigh. Almost imperceptibly, her legs opened for him. Their eyes met and stared, together, as his fingers inched closer to the unmistakably tender sex she held at his eye level. The merest graze of his fingers on her inflamed skin was enough to throw back her head, mouth open in a seductive sigh. Her hips pushed instinctively forward and the Legate couldn’t help but run his fingers through the sodden, swollen lips presented to him. The wet, velvet heat of her sex was all too alluring. He shuffled forward on his cot, his fingers tickling across her folds as she delightedly opened her thighs even further. The Roman slipped his tanned forearm around her pale, almost translucent, waist and pulled her hips towards his waiting, open tongue. She squeaked to feel the probing warmth of his tongue, wet against the swollen nub of her clit, casting her eyes down in time to see his thick, olive fingers slowly sink into her scarlet sex. The instinctive, appreciative groan she let out was one he knew well in ... any language; one that spurred on his tongue to flick and lap hungrily around her perfect, puffy pussy. The gentle stroking of his fingers soon turned harder and faster until the lithe, quiet girl seized his hair in her clenching fingers. The Legate looked up, beneath his eyebrows, to see the pleasure etched across her beautiful face before she threw back her head again. Seconds later, her hands pulled him deeper into her than he’d ever been as she ground harder against his mouth, sighing and shaking on the very tips of her toes. She rode his face harder and rougher, until at last, she shuddered against him, crying out and lacing his tongue with sweetness. The Roman’s head sagged as the pressure released, the girl dropping to her knees. He stared, a little stunned, as her lips mashed with his. Cupping his face, she delighted in licking her every wayward drop from his tanned skin. Her strong fingers clawed at his breeches next, tearing them down his legs before he could resist. Her palm was pleasantly warm around his throbbing shaft, a sensation that had his hands clutching the sheets, his breath coming in ragged bursts. His lover bent and engulfed his leaking tip in the crucible of her mouth, sliding down his length, and up again, better than any Roman whore. His swollen, pulsing tip slipped into her throat with ease. He thought he might finish there until she pulled away, her tongue floating across her talented lips. The girl’s strong arms needed one shove to get him onto his ...