The Unstopable Power of Love

t from the rough reality she had grown accustomed to. Her appearance floated to the overwhelming figure set against the glittering horizon right through the floor

need that begged to be met. Elizabeth felt as they fell upon the lush territory of the bed, their developments driven by an enthusiastic need, that she had been sent to another realm, a level of existence where only passion and hunger held influence. Michael's touch was amazing; his fingertips followed her skin in a singing route, sparking fires meant to wear her from the back to front. Her body a petitioner at the elevated area of his talent, she curved into him and gave herself over to the confusing twisting of bliss that sought to swallow her. Elizabeth felt herself falling apart in those brief minutes as Michael's unrelenting attack on her senses tore through her well built barriers. She was a consenting captive, totally, hopelessly entwined in the sexual magic he spun. Their enthusiasm wavered over the evening, rising and falling like ocean tides, leaving both of them gasping and happy. Elizabeth reveled in the afterglow, her body singing a symphony of pleasure and a delicious aching that permeated every inch of her. Elizabeth ended up focusing all over, following the outlines of his elements with her fingertips, in the calm minutes that followed while they lay twisted in the disordered sheets. He was a focus in contradictions, toughly beautiful yet with a softness that drew at her heart. "What do you have in mind?" he said, his voice a low thunder sending delicious quakes across her. Elizabeth grinned cynically, her fingertips following the harsh point of his jaw. Her words, full of astonishment and incredulity, "That I must be the luckiest woman in the world." She admitted Her heart surged as Michael's lips twisted softly and enigmatically. "Truly, dear," he said, "the karma is all mine." Elizabeth let herself loll in the radiance of his affection, to savor the great appeal existing apart from everything else as he gathered her into his grasp. Michael was her faithful