5. Under a blanket of stars
Aragorn walked up quickly behind her lithe form, his eyes hungrily devouring every curve. Slowly he raised his silk laden hands above her head and whispered in her ear, "Trust me, meleth-nin, you will find this quite pleasurable."
At her slight nod he lowered the dark silk over her eyes and tied it securely into place. Swiftly lifting her up into a crushing embrace, he claimed her lips with barely contained passion before lowering her softly onto the grass. With a wicked smile, he leaned up and traced the delicate point of her ear with the tip of his tongue, then with exquisite slowness, used his mouth to explore every curve as he inched his way down her body – only pausing for a moment at each creamy peak before continuing lower… ever so lower…finally stopping once he reached her womanly folds. There he stayed, bringing her ever higher, as wave over wave of intense sensation washed over her - until starlight suddenly burst behind the lids of her covered eyes as she arched her back and cried out his name, all self control lost.
Placing a tender trail of soft kisses back up her flushed body, he smiled again before whispering against her ear, "Happy Begetting Day, meleth-nin."
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