The Prodigy Slave, Book One: Journey to Winter Garden: (Revised Edition 2020)

by Londyn Skye

  Lily’s breathing quickened. She held her loosened dress in place and looked away without a word.

  “Lily?”

  Still, she did not speak nor would she look at James.

  He then took her face gently and turned her toward him. “What is it?”

  “I-I ain’t neva’ did this before,” she hesitantly admitted, her heart pounding from embarrassment.

  James was already as hard as steel but had he not been, Lily’s words would have just done the job. Hearing that no other man had ever been inside of her was like the beautiful melodies of her symphonies to his ears. He did not take her confession lightly. He felt honored to know that she would allow him to be the first and, if he had it his way, the only man to ever have access to her hidden treasures. Being her first, James now wanted to be sure that he treated Lily as delicately as the flower that her name represented, while simultaneously ensuring that her first time was even more unforgettable than all the other firsts they had experienced in their lives together. With that as his goal, he gently caressed her face again. “I’ll be gentle … I promise,” he whispered, hoping to relax her.

  Lily nodded. “I-I trust you,” she replied, her lips quivering from the sudden onset of nervousness.

  Again, James took great honor in hearing those words. He wanted to do everything in his power to maintain the trust that Lily had just bestowed upon him. He, therefore, slowed the pace, feeling that perhaps disrobing her in front of the firelight in the middle of an open space would be too much, far too soon. Instead, he picked her up and carried her over to the bed, never once breaking eye contact with her as he gently laid her down. Seeing Lily lying there prepared to give herself to him completely, James’s heart began to beat like a wild stampede, pumping more blood to his member than it could possibly handle. His nerves were misfiring, semen was dripping, sweat was pouring, and his breathing was erratic. The intense desire to be inside of Lily seemed to have broken every governor of his bodily functions.

  With his knees weakening, James sat down next to Lily and ran his hand slowly down the length of her arm, examining what he felt was a beautiful contrast in their skin tones. He then intertwined his fingers with hers and raised the back of her hand to his lips to kiss it. “I’ll take my time,” he promised.

  Lily nodded again. “I know,” she replied, still feeling nervous despite the fact that she truly did trust him.

  James stared at the lusciousness of Lily’s full lips as her words escaped and then descended on them, needing to taste them again after already feeling the withdrawals of not having them against his. Wanting to allow her to relax again, he left her clothes alone for the time being and resumed relishing the visible areas of her body with his mouth. He returned first to her neck, softly tickling her delicate skin with his tongue. With such gentleness in the tender touch of his lips, it did not take long for James to feel the tension leaving Lily’s body again. After she relaxed, he began trailing kisses down to the bare skin of her cleavage. As his lips linger there, he reached up and gingerly slid the strap of her dress down, then kissed her shoulder. While his lips were pressed to her skin, he slid the strap even further down, revealing the fullness of her breast. He then delicately slid his tongue from her shoulder all the way to her dark, hardened nipple. Repeatedly, he encircled it then gently sucked it into his mouth, immediately invoking a gasp of delight from Lily. The other strap of Lily’s clothing followed suit, soon leaving both of her breasts exposed and free for the luxury of James’s eyes and tongue to enjoy. He consumed each one like a much-needed appetizer before his main course. The intense pleasure sent shockwaves of heat to Lily’s southern region, setting ablaze the pool of moisture between her thighs.

  After savoring Lily’s breasts and enjoying the sweet sound of her soft moans, James moved further on in his descent, nipping at her midsection through the silk fibers of her dress, slowly pulling it off of her as he descended. Inch by inch, he was revealing the artistic lines of her body, as if he were unveiling a priceless gem. He gently kissed every section of her skin as he unveiled it, as his way of welcoming it to the wonderment of his eyes. Once Lily’s abdomen was fully exposed, James feathered light kisses across it, hoping to distract her mind with constant pleasure as he continued to uncover the hidden parts of her body. Her physical and verbal reaction to the soft touch of his lips was proof that his method was working gloriously. James carried on in that fashion and soon uncovered enough of Lily to find himself at the outline of her right hip. He could not help but tickle it with his tongue, gliding it the entire way across her curvaceous line, evoking a slight bit of sensual laughter from her, at which he smiled before christening it with a kiss. For such a lovely part of her anatomy, however, he moved in a very lax manner, wanting his lips and tongue to have the pleasure of memorizing the curvature of Lily’s womanly design.

  While his tongue roamed from hip to hip across Lily’s tightly toned abdomen, James had worked her dress far below her waistline. He stopped, however, when his hands came in contact with the inside of her thighs. The intense heat radiating from between them caused him to ache with a burning need to bury himself deep inside of her. In an instant, he pulled the rest of her dress away and dropped it to the floor. He struggled hard at that moment to maintain his composure, fighting the urge to unleash himself and immediately slide between her folds until every bit of his hardness was immersed within her.

  James’s composure quickly returned, however, when he looked up from the floor where Lily’s dress was lying, and his eyes fell onto the landscape of the exquisitely sculptured masterpiece in front of him. He sat on his knees between her legs, frozen in place, mesmerized, as his eyes glided over every detail of the voluptuous curves of Lily’s nude body in awe. Touching her as delicately as a rare and precious treasure, James ran his hands slowly up the outside of her thighs all the way up to her hips, across her stomach, and along the side of her waist. He then traced his fingers across her breasts, leaned down and pressed his lips lightly to her abdomen. Lily closed her eyes and moaned as he then pressed them to each of her breasts. James rose up thereafter and moved his mouth to her neck. At last, he tasted her lips again before pulling back to gaze at the unique artistry of her alluring figure once more. “You. Are. Perfection,” he whispered. The conviction of his words was evident by the way his eyes continued to glide appreciatively over the elegance of Lily’s heavenly physique.

  As James sat there hypnotized, continuing to imprint the images of Lily’s naked body into his mind, his hands began gliding back down her sensuous frame. Eager to feel the heat on her inner thighs again, he slowly slid his hands down between them. This time, however, it was not just his hands he wished to caress them with. It was hard for James to tear his eyes away from the magnificent view of Lily’s body, but he knew that his lips would soon be rewarded for the change in scenery. The heat of Lily’s inner thighs singed his lips when he let a long and loving kiss linger just above the inside of her knee. Feeling Lily’s legs shudder from the pleasure made the descent even more rewarding than James had anticipated.

  James was still in no rush as he began trailing kisses from one of Lily’s legs to the other. Slowly, he made his way north, wanting to be sure that his lips did not neglect even an inch of her delicate skin. But the closer he got to Lily’s uncharted pleasure passageway those delicate kisses suddenly turned into wet, hungry suckling. He stopped just shy of tasting her dark abyss, closed his eyes, and inhaled. Her intoxicating scent turned on his salivary glands and ignited a voracious appetite. With a watering mouth, he quickly engulfed her hidden seed, ravenously suckling it from its hiding spot. Electrifying pleasure rippled through Lily’s body and tore through her throat in a shocking gasp that had James drooling with delectable contentment. A long raspy purr escaped her thereafter, the erotic sound milking drops of impatiently waiting semen from James’s rock-hard shaft.

  Lily’s fingers had been the only thing to ever penetrate her warmth, but James was eager to be the next. H
ungrily, he slid his tongue inside her. He moaned at the satisfying flavor of her sweetness, his growls harmonizing with Lily’s sensual purrs. She was completely ignorant to such things, but her body quickly admitted that it never again wanted to know a life without this sort of erotic stimulation. As the pleasure began to invade her nerves, she completely relaxed, and her legs fell further apart. She instinctively arched her back, thrust herself toward the masterful movements of James’s mouth, and amassed her hands in his hair to ensure that he did not stop the wave of intense pleasure that was rolling through her body.

  James was pleasing Lily in a way that he had refused to please other women in his past. He wanted her to be the only woman whose flavor his taste buds ever knew, for her scent to embed so deep in his mind that it turned on his erotic fantasies, and his body for that matter. As deep as his tongue was now submerged within Lily, he was certainly proving how desperately he wished to achieve those goals. Like a decadent dessert, James ravenously ate Lily, her taste equally as fulfilling to his senses as the sound of her erotic sighs. As the sound of her purrs began to rise, he suddenly withdrew his tongue and suckled hard on her sensitive protruding pearl. A ripple of pleasure escaped Lily’s throat again. The glorious sound penetrated James’s ears, and increased the force with which he syphoned from her. The explosive pleasure from the intense suction instantly turned on a rhythmic dance in Lily’s hips, her thrusts seeming to summon James’s fingers. Happily, he fulfilled the erotic demand. Delicately, he slid one finger inside her and then two, the heat setting them both ablaze. In and out, they effortlessly glided, Lily’s rhythmic thrusts doing all the work, her hips now chasing the pinnacle of pleasure. Within seconds, her lips and legs began to quiver, her core began to spasm, and her back arched high off the bed. She gripped James’s hair tight and cried out his name, the sensual sound erupting from her throat, much like the orgasmic nectar James had just milked from within her. James did not pull back as her nectar overflowed. He drank from her like a man in a state of dehydration, suckling every drop until her body relaxed and her moaning subsided.

  Still lost in the exuberance of the explosive ending, Lily lay there with her eyes closed, stroking James’s hair gently, silently thanking him for the masterful way he had just brought forth an unbelievably erotic eruption. James refused to release her sensitive pearl until he was certain that she was completely satisfied by the first wave of pleasure. He then raised his head and gazed at Lily. Her mouth fell open and her eyes widened at the sight of him then suckling the taste of her off his fingers, indulging like a man whose appetite had yet to be satiated. Seeing how desperate he was for more of her, her body ignited with heat again. With his body overheated as well, James finally removed his shirt. Lily’s eyes widened again as she marveled at the definition in his chiseled chest and the eight hardened muscles that defined his abdomen. She reached up and guided her hands across his torso, having always wanted to know how every ripple in his body would feel, especially after seeing him working shirtless on the stage. She, too, closed her eyes, memorizing every curve, cut, and hard aspect of James’s manly physique. While imprinting his rock-solid body in her mind, Lily began to moisten for James all over again.

  James looked down at Lily as she stroked his skin, feeling pleased at how quickly she had relaxed. He loved that she did not seem the least bit shy about touching his body or about the fact that she was now nude. He would have been proud to learn that the sudden absence of Lily’s timidness was the result of his lips gently touching every aspect of her unexplored skin. His patience, his tender gaze, his genuine words, and the explosive release his lips had just given her had completely obliterated her trepidations. The combination of it all had freed her of the self-consciousness that initially plagued her, helping her to quickly let go of the meek girl who was trembling with nervousness near the fireplace over the mere thought of removing her clothing. In a handful of significantly meaningful minutes, James simply had Lily’s mind and body floating in a tranquil place, ready for yet another round of ecstasy.

  Lily finally opened her eyes and let them absorb the sight of James’s perfectly carved frame again. While she gazed at him, her hands wandered all the way up his chest, onto the sides of the shadowy whiskers on his face, and through his hair. She then glided her finger across his moist, reddened lips, wanting to feel the very things that had just elevated her body into the clouds. The lingering aftershocks of her eruption left her with an insatiable desire to live out years of graphic dreams that she had had about this magical man. In her dreams, she desired to make James soar. That desire now came roaring to real life, taking full control of her actions. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him down to her, and entangled her tongue hungrily with his, wanting to taste herself on his lips. From there, she ran her tongue down the side of his neck, up to his ear, and began suckling on his lobe. She was eager to touch and taste more of the man who had just indulged on her in the most exotic of ways. But more than anything, she was now ready to reward him with the heat of her uncharted flesh. “I wanna feel you inside ‘a me,” she whispered seductively in his ear.

  Lily’s words induced a deep barbaric moan from James. He let out yet another carnivorous growl when she then pushed him up, glided her hands back down his abdomen, and unbuckled his belt. Her fearless craving for him had his member pulsating in desperate need of climactic deliverance. After his buckle was undone, James immediately descended again and began planting succulent kisses along Lily’s inner thighs while hastily loosening his pants, feeling as though he could not free himself quick enough. He then ascended back up, continuing to kiss Lily along the way while crawling from his trousers until he was completely out of them. As his lips made their way up her body this time around, though, the knowledge of Lily’s starvation for him had turned the heat up inside of James. He had morphed into a greedy madman as he navigated north around the curves of Lily’s body, sucking and kissing savagely on every part of her skin. James’s cannibalistic appetite and the feel of his naked hardness gliding along the inside of her thighs sent even more heated moisture rushing down to Lily’s nether region, preparing her for an erection that her body was now begging to feel. Her closed eyelids and heavy panting, all spoke of how desperate she was for him to fulfill that erotic desire.

  After making his way back up to Lily’s face, James could easily sense that her hunger was equal to his. He sensed no objection from her whatsoever, but still, he wanted to be absolutely certain. “If you need me to stop, I will … I promise,” he whispered while tenderly caressing her face.

  “I won’t want you to,” Lily assured him, her words escaping more like the sound of her light and airy moans.

  The confidence in Lily’s words sent heated shockwaves through James’s body, causing semen to now drip in steady spurts from his flooded, hardened flesh. His aching manhood now pulsed and waited in unforgiving agony just a hairsbreadth away from Lily’s uncharted abyss. Despite the throbbing pain, James wanted to enter her for the first time with loving patience, wanting to take great care of the precious gift that the woman he loved was about to give him. Passionately, he covered Lily’s mouth with another hungry kiss as he took his hand and centered himself, preparing to glide himself inside of her. Cautiously, James thrust his hips forward. The tip of his member was then set aflame with an intense, piercing pleasure as it slowly and carefully parted Lily’s tight, silky virgin skin. But as the feeling consumed him, Lily broke their kiss and let out a gasp of pain, blended with the sweet sound of a pleasure-filled moan. Not yet fully inside of her, James paused and looked at Lily with great concern. “You okay?” he asked, caring more about not hurting her than with his own pleasure.

  “Please, don’t stop,” she begged in a raspy, lust-driven tone. She was determined to push through any painful sensations, especially after James had already given her a glimpse of the exhilaration that would soon override it.

  Satisfied by the conviction in Lily’s tone, James continued on. He kissed
her tenderly again to distract her from any more pain before gently sliding himself further inside of her. His eyes closed and his mouth parted instinctively when the tightness of Lily’s insides set his body on fire, nearly shooting him straight to the pinnacle of pleasure. Finally feeling James submerged deep within the warmth of her velvety folds, a pleasurable tsunami flooded Lily’s body, and she let out a deep groan of passionate contentment. “Myyy God,” they both moaned in unison.

  For longer than he could remember, James had fantasized about this very moment, this opportunity to satisfy Lily in every way that he knew how. Just like in those vivid daydreams, here he was, finally lying inside of the only woman he had ever loved but fearing now that he would erupt before he even had the chance to move. How James felt within Lily, just lying there between the warmth and wetness of her thighs, he could not put into words. The euphoria was unlike any other pleasure that had ever coursed through his body. The feel of her eclipsed his dreams, his fantasies, and all that he thought was possible in reality. Having been intoxicated by her scent, her warmth, the taste of her, and the sound of her breathy cries had overwhelmed his senses in a way that he was unprepared for, in a way that he had never experienced before with any others from his past. With the culmination of it all, James knew that maintaining control and preventing an instantaneous climactic explosion was going to take an act of God. And so, while stroking slowly within her, James began praying, begging God not to let his body prematurely betray him as he attempted to express his love for Lily without words.

  James prayed hard, but it was simply the look on Lily’s face that finally settled him. It was a look that thanked him for the hedonic tidal waves that were beginning to roll blissfully through her body. At that moment, James realized that all he ever truly needed to do was focus on Lily’s lovely features while he was inside of her. It was that beautiful, intense look on her face and in her eyes that he wanted to keep there. It motivated him to keep her riding on her wave, rising, and climbing until every nerve within her was ignited in the same immense pleasure that had caused him to break down and pray, that damn near had him on the verge of tears.