Standing on the edge, she slicked the water out of her hair, knowing how the motion would show off her body. Then, she walked toward the diving board ...nd glanced toward the window. Both young men had moved closer - with one actually sitting in the window sill.Chills running up and down her spine, Tonya climbed onto the diving board, took a hop that bounced her breasts, and dived in. When she surfaced, she whipped her hair, slinging a rainbow of water that glittered in the moonlight.The dive had. The white of the north seemed to blind his soul and mirror the confusion he felt. Who was he, really? Was he truly a paladin? Or was he simply as the Duchess had said, a spoiled nobleman who was expendable with delusions of grandeur. The others, they all seemed so sure in their own identities, he mused.The days seemed to merge one after the other as they slowly marched towards the Castile. It became repetitive, which he did not mind. It gave him time to think and wonder."Want to talk about it?". In bed they cuddled and she loved how tender he could be, but it was different from the way Tom held her and kissed her, at first gently, but then passionately, and she loved Tom’s imagination when they made love, unlike the familiar routine that she and Martin had. She was confused and tried not to feel guilty for her adultery, sometimes thinking she should try to save their marriage. She wondered if she should do things that would make Martin know she wanted to have fun with him, wanted to. I licked her nipples finding their taste heavenly, something between a sweet strawberry and a crisp apple. I was surprised at the turn her body presented to me only last night was bitter and laced in pain. Tonight, she was primed and begging for dreams she had only heard whispers about in bathrooms. I gently suckled her breast, feeling her squirm under me in arousal. Her hand gently caressed my ribs sliding higher to the back of my neck to push me to kiss her lips, sliding her leg so that I.