Chapter 59 - Tall Glass

The courthouse hall buzzed with the hushed whispers and soft snores of those seeking refuge. Aden's eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face amidst the sea of weary villagers. In a secluded corner, he spotted his quarry – Indry, tenderly brushing the hair of her daughter, little Jasmine, while her maiden, Agnes, minding her own business.As Indry's gaze met his, Aden gestured subtly, beckoning her to follow. Without hesitation, she roused Agnes, who nodded in understanding. Indry rose gracefully, her movements fluid as she made her way toward the dimly lit corridor where Aden waited, partially concealed in the shadows.The air was thick with anticipation as Indry approached, the courthouse now enveloped in a reverent hush. Aden's heart raced, his desire burning like a raging inferno.She was a tall woman whose allure could stop time itself. Her very presence seemed to cast a bewitching spell, leaving those who beheld her in a state of speechless admiration. With a face that could launch a thousand ships, she was the embodiment of sensuality, and her sex appeal was nothing short of mesmerizing.Her skin, a luminous canvas, was the hue of warm, sun-kissed honey. It seemed to glow with an inner radiance.Her hair, cascading like a waterfall of silver silk, framed her face and tumbled down her back in a mesmerizing cascade. It was fragrant with the scent of exotic blooms, and the way it moved with her every step was a dance that left hearts racing.Her visage was an exquisite canvas painted by the hands of the divine.As Indry drew near, Aden reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her side. To his delight, Indry did not recoil from his touch.Emboldened, Aden's hand wandered lower, squeezing her firm pear-shaped rear with a gentle possessiveness. Still, Indry offered no resistance, her silence spoke volumes. With a gentle nudge, he wordlessly guided her deeper into the corridor, their footsteps muffled by the thick carpet that lined the halls.From behind, Aden could see that Indry's figure was a marvel of proportion and grace. Her curves were a symphony of femininity, celebrated by the universe itself. She moved with the fluidity of a siren, each step a sensual rhythm that seemed to beckon those around her. Her attire, always tastefully chosen, accentuated her assets without revealing too much, leaving everything to the imagination and, in turn, heightening her allure.Their destination was the stables at the back of the courthouse, nestled against the lush garden. Aden's eyes burned with hunger, his gaze devouring Indry's every move. Words were unnecessary; their unspoken understanding hung heavy in the air, charged with the promise of forbidden pleasures.As they neared the stables, Indry reached out, snatching a cloth hanging from a nearby rope – a silent acknowledgment of what was to come. The scent of hay and earth mingled with the heady aroma of desire, and Aden felt himself teetering on the edge of a precipice, torn between the thrill of the unknown and the fear of what lay beyond.The soft glow of the lantern flickered, casting dancing shadows across the stable as Aden approached Martin, the mute stablehand."Hey, Martin," he greeted, his voice low and hushed. "Why don't you go to the dining hall and get yourself a drink?"Martin's gaze shifted between Aden and Indry, understanding dawning in his eyes. Though slow-witted, he was quick to grasp the undercurrents of adult matters. With a silent nod, he turned and happily made his way inside, leaving the two lovers to their desires.With bated breath, Aden guided Indry deeper into the shadows of the stable, the scent of hay and earth enveloping them. The door creaked shut behind them, sealing them in a world of their own making, where boundaries blurred and inhibitions melted away.They made their way to the furthest stall, the horses safely secured in the nearest ones, should any urgent matters arise. With a deft movement, Aden extinguished the lantern, the only remaining source of light filtering in through the cracks in the stable's ceiling, bathing them in the pale glow of the moon.Aden led Indry to an empty stall, where a stack of hay rose to waist level. Without a word, Indry spread the cloth she had grabbed earlier, creating a makeshift mat atop the fragrant bedding.The air was thick with tension, charged with the promise of forbidden pleasures. Aden could feel his pulse quickening, his desire burning like an insatiable flame. He stepped closer to Indry, his fingers tracing the curve of her jaw, his gaze devouring her every move.Indry possessed a heart-shaped face, adorned with high, sculpted cheekbones that caught the light like polished marble. Her lips, plush and sensuous, bore a perpetual hint of mischief. They were painted in shades of rose and crimson, their natural fullness enhanced by a touch of enchantment."You are beautiful," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the gentle rustle of the hay beneath their feet.Indry's eyes smoldered in the dim light, her response a wordless smile as she pulled him closer, her lips meeting his in a searing kiss that ignited a wildfire within him.It was her eyes that held the true magic. They were a shade of deep emeralds, like the lush heart of an ancient forest, and they held a knowing mysterious gleam. Those eyes could captivate even the most resolute of souls, drawing them into a world of secrets and desire.Aden's hands trembled with desire as he pulled Indry's dress down to her waist, exposing her ample breasts. They hung perfectly, full and tempting, beckoning his touch. He wasted no time, capturing a hardened nipple between his lips and sucking greedily, his other hand squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.As his mouth lavished attention on her chest, his fingers trailed down her belly, reveling in the slight give of her curves. She was no slender maiden, but her womanly form stirred something primal within him.With a sense of urgency, Aden hiked up her skirt, baring her most intimate areas to his hungry gaze. He swiftly tugged her panties down, exposing the glistening petals of her sex. His fingers delved between her folds, stroking and teasing, drawing forth a guttural moan from Indry's lips as she grew slick with arousal.To Aden's surprise, her womanhood was tighter than he'd expected from a married woman, gripping his questing digits with velvet heat. Indry's eyes burned with need, silently pleading for him to take her, to claim her as his own.Obliging her unspoken desire, Aden guided her onto the makeshift mat, her lithe form splayed before him like a tempting offering. He positioned himself between her thighs, the blunt head of his manhood teasing her entrance, parting her slick folds with agonizing slowness.Then, with a low groan, he surged forward, burying himself to the hilt within her silken depths."Uffsh," he exhaled, relishing the exquisite sensation of her inner walls gripping him, clenching around his thickness with delicious tightness.Aden began to move, his hips rolling in a steady, sensual rhythm, each thrust driving him deeper into her molten core. He reveled in the friction of flesh against flesh, skin gliding against skin as he covered her body with his own, savoring every inch of contact.As his confidence grew, Aden rose onto his knees, grasping Indry's narrow waist and increasing the pace of his thrusts. Her ample breasts bounced with each powerful stroke, glistening with a sheen of sweat that only heightened their allure.Indry's eyes, heavy-lidded with pleasure, locked onto his, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, ankles locking behind his back. With a flex of her inner muscles, she gripped him tight, milking his length and drawing a guttural groan from deep within his chest.Aden found himself lost in the moment, enraptured by Indry's sensual sway and the rhythmic dance of their bodies. He cradled her face, stroking her hair as he surrendered to the primal rhythm, losing himself in the ecstasy of their forbidden union.Though her curves and captivating beauty had hinted at a wild, wanton lover, Indry surprised him with her submissive demeanor, yielding herself to his every touch, her body a willing canvas for his desires. Yet, there was a vulnerability in her gaze, a depth of emotion that threatened to undo him with each soulful glance.At that moment, the world fell away, and all that remained was the hot press of flesh against flesh, the dance of desire that had been building since Aden's arrival in the village. Boundaries dissolved, inhibitions cast aside, as they surrendered to the primal hunger that had consumed them both.After a timeless stretch of passion, Aden withdrew his throbbing manhood from Indry's depths. With an almost choreographed fluidity, she rolled over, presenting her firm, pear-shaped backside. Indry knew instinctively what Aden desired, lowering herself onto all fours in silent invitation.Aden's eyes drank in the tantalizing sight, his arousal surging anew. He grasped his rigid length, guiding the tip to her glistening folds and parting them with a gentle nudge. Then, with a single, smooth stroke, he buried himself within her welcoming heat once more."Ssshh," Indry's moan was a whisper on the wind, her back arching in ecstasy.Gripping her hips with firm hands, Aden began to move, his thrusts deep and purposeful. He quickly built a relentless rhythm, his hips smacking against the sumptuous curves of her backside with each powerful surge. The symphony of flesh meeting flesh filled the stable, a primal song of desire.As he claimed her from behind, Aden's hands roamed freely, squeezing the supple flesh of her ass, kneading her breasts with lustful abandon. Fisting her silver tresses, he tugged gently, tilting her head back and exposing the slender column of her throat.With each slam of his hips, each delicious friction of their bodies, Aden soared to dizzying heights of rapture. He could gladly lose himself in this moment forever, drowning in the exquisite cadence of their joining.Then, without warning, he pulled Indry flush against his chest, shifting his angle and intensifying the intimate connection between them. His lips found hers in a searing kiss, all tongues and teeth and desperate need.Aden innately understood the importance of variety, of reading his lover's cues and adapting his technique to suit her unique preferences. As they moved together, he paid keen attention to the way Indry swayed and undulated, the way her fingers danced across his skin, the way her eyes smoldered when their gazes met.This was no wanton creature of unbridled lust, but rather a woman of quiet depth and shy sensuality. Indry did not fight the tides of passion, nor did she embrace them with wild abandon. Instead, she flowed with them, her essence one of melancholic surrender, equal parts longing and sensual bliss.When the candle burned lower, Aden rolled them once more, this time tucking Indry's left leg over his shoulder, opening her to him in a new, intimate angle. His thrusts grew deeper, more purposeful, stirring her innermost depths."Inside?" The breathless question spilled from his lips, his control hanging by a tenuous thread.At first, there was no response, Indry too lost in the hazy throes of pleasure to comprehend. Aden slowed his rhythm, allowing her to surface from that blissful ocean."Inside or outside?" he repeated, his voice a ragged whisper.Indry's eyes fluttered open, her gaze glazed with rapture. "Mmh?" She blinked, struggling to untangle her thoughts.Leaning closer, Aden nuzzled her damp brow. "Inside?" His tone was gentle, coaxing. "Do you want me to finish inside you?"For a beat, Indry could only gaze at him, her kiss-swollen lips parting wordlessly. Then, with the barest of nods, she breathed her answer. "Inside.""Are you sure?" The question carried more weight than the simple words implied.Another nod, this one more emphatic. "Yes."Aden held Indry's smoldering gaze, seeing the conviction burning in her eyes despite the haze of pleasure clouding them. Her answer was clear, her desire laid bare."Inside," she repeated, her voice a breathy whisper yet laced with unmistakable yearning.With that affirming nod, the last vestiges of Aden's restraint unraveled. A guttural groan tore from his throat as he claimed her lips in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongues and unbridled hunger. His hips surged forward, burying his aching length to the hilt within her molten depths.Gone was the slow, sensual rhythm of before. Now, Aden moved with reckless abandon, each powerful thrust bordering on a frenzy as he chased his peak. Indry matched his ardor, meeting him thrust for thrust, her nails scoring delicious trails down the taut muscles of his back.The stable seemed to shrink around them, the walls closing in as the world beyond faded into insignificance. All that existed was the slick glide of flesh, the crackling tension coiling tighter with every punishing snap of Aden's hips.Aden opened his mouth, poised to speak, to share the whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. But before he could give them a voice, a sudden commotion outside the stable brought the world beyond crashing back into focus.The spell was broken, the fragile cocoon of their passionate tryst shattered by harsh reality.⁕⁕⁕