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Sa/A Reply-To: "Keith & Jessica Bratcher" Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ELNK-AV: 0 Disclaimer: See part 1 Summary: See part 1 Amanda was shaken from her thoughts as Sarek reentered the living area. "He will see us tomorrow at 1." Sarek said, practically beaming. He only let his emotions show, however slight, for Amanda. She mimicked his masked happiness. She was overjoyed that she would not have to wait for Sarek's return to have these tests completed. She didn't even want to wait a day, but waiting a day was much better than waiting a month. "Tomorrow it is, then." Amanda said as she held out her fore and middle fingers, waiting eagerly for Sarek to return the gesture. Sarek did so, and when he did, he felt her delight. He knew how despondent she had been recently, and to feel this excitement radiating from her made the same emotion surge in him. They felt each other's happiness for several moments, and then the happiness turned, quite rapidly, to passion. They had such passion for each other that could not be denied. Sarek gazed longingly at her, letting those former thoughts of the way she liked to be pleasured to sink back into his mind. Amanda received those thoughts and sent some of her own back to him. She looked into his deep, velvet eyes; watching them burn for her, ache for her. Amanda started rubbing her fingers, ever so slowly, up and down Sarek's, caressing them, fondling them. Sarek closed his eyes, his mouth dropped open slightly as a soft moan escaped his mouth. When he reopened his eyes, Amanda saw such a deep fire within them that she hadn't seen since his pon farr. She grabbed his wrist and brought his fingers to her mouth. Still looking into his eyes, she brought his two fingers to her mouth and nipped at them. She licked the tips of his fingers down to the base and back to the tips again. She put his fingers fully into his mouth this time, bit down gently and scraped her teeth against the length of them. As she did this, she sent a mental image to him, substituting his fingers for another appendage, showing what would await him. When she did this, Sarek shuddered with want. He grabbed her by her arms and crushed her to him. He looked deeply into her cerulean eyes, eyes reminiscent of the beautiful Caribbean oceans of Amanda's home world. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He kissed her on the mouth with such force that they both tasted blood, not knowing whose blood they tasted. He picked her up and hastily made way to their bedroom, their lips still locked in their forceful embrace. He put her on the bed, and still kissing her passionately, began to undress her. He removed the clasp that held her long, curly russet colored hair and crushed those curls as he deepened the kiss further. Their tongues sought each other's as if they were locked in battle. His hands made their way down to the clasps of her powder blue dress. He undid the clasps and slowly slipped the dress down her body until it was fully removed. It was then he finally ended their kiss. He wanted to gaze upon his wife's beautiful body. She was indeed beautiful. Soft, peach toned skin. Slim body, with ample breasts, tiny waist and nicely rounded hips. She was perfect. As he was gazing at her, she did her own undressing. She removed his tunic and ran her hands over his broad, hairless, muscular chest. She undid the fastenings of his pants and he helped her lower them to the ground. She drank in the sight of him. He was breathtaking. Broad chest, trim waist, gorgeous hips and those sinewy thighs made her mouth water. Her hands made their way down his chest and further. She took his member into her hands and gazed at it. It was the most exquisite piece she had ever seen. She began to stroke it, as she had his fingers only moments earlier. He began to run his hands over her body, fondling her breasts, squeezing her nipples, ever so gently, just how she liked it. He renewed his previous kiss with fervor, his need aching in her hands. She guided him toward her and stopped just as the tip touched her opening. She took him in one hand and rubbed the tip over her opening, back and forth, until he couldn't take anymore. He plunged deeply into her with one thrust and sighed. He enjoyed the tightness of her, the warmth of her sweetness gliding over him as he thrust in and out. She reveled in the thickness of him, the smell of him, as he loved her. They both were brought to the edge of ecstasy and both exploded from it at the same time. They sank into each other's embrace. He held her tightly as he put his head on her chest. She stroked his hair and nuzzled her nose in it. Both fell asleep. Both dreaming of the future that tomorrow would hold. TBC [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]