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Few could argue with the fact that he was a man of temptation and impulse, often bedding women before he had even realized it was lust getting the better of him, thus forgetting those whom he should call lovers. He held her steady, looking back into her eyes and returned with a small exchange of words, "do I look as if I long for anything else?"
He placed his hand on the nape of her neck, tugging on her hair as he pulled her forward once more giving her another kiss. This one was filled with lust, temptation and passion. She was a beautiful woman and he was certainly going to enjoy himself with her.
She rose into him, against him, like he was the shore and she the waves. Her hand fell against his chest, and gods help her, she couldn’t deny him, not again. He had held himself back like a stallion, chomping at the bit, for eons, for thousands of years, and she couldn’t bear to be that cruel anymore. She kissed him back sweetly and hungry, teeth raking over his lower lip as she pulled back to look into his eyes. “Is this what you truly want? I will not deny you any longer..”