The Explosive Force of Pre-Duty Betrayal
The explosive force of pre-duty betrayal had been littered with hidden depths of newly discovered sense of betrayal and guilt. I was once again confronted with the reality of what was hidden beneath the veil of security and commitment I had believed in. I had been blindsided by the sheer power of a passionate encounter, one that threatened to shatter my current — and future — sense of belonging.
It was one of those rare, steamy moments in which two strangers collide in a fiercely carnal way, flicking anxiously through the unknown territories of our unexplored, risqué desires. As I felt his hard body pressed tightly against mine, I became consumed by his touch, as if his hands were a conductor of unimaginable pleasure that gave way to an abrupt and exhilarating experience. With aching pleasure, I became immediately lost in the throes of desire and passion that shot through my veins like a bolt of lightning. I had never before experienced such an intensity of emotions, so complex and yet so powerful, at a single point in time.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Secrets of Carnal Destruction
- 2. Shattering• the Tarnished• Bonds of Desire
- 3. A• Burst of Passion Unleashed
- 4. Trapped Between• Rectitude• and• Rebellion
- In Summary
1. The Secrets of Carnal Destruction
Bathed in Ecstasy, I had been powerless to resist the soul-consuming pull of the anonymous man, his strong arms, cocooning me from the outside world – his caresses and passionate kisses making me forget my own name. His musky scent and pre-duty betrayal quickly providing the spark that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, leaving me quivering and burning for his touch.
He was untamable with a hunger for carnal destruction, a self-satisfaction I had never before experienced – it was like I was his personal playground of limitless pleasure as he toyed with my body with wanted violence.
He drove his fingers into me harder and faster, my breath coming in gasps and ragged with pleasure, the bed an altar of sensual worship as we sought deeper depths of carnal pleasure, unexplored before now. Every thrust brought me higher to my senses, bringing me closer to explosion, the relentless intensity crashing and slapping against my weakening borders.
A litany of oaths and cries broke from our lips as we melted into one, his hand gripping my head, pushing me over the final edge of passion and heat – a storm of delirious pleasure sending me shattered into oblivion. I didn’t know what this was, or how deep we had gone, but I knew that this explosive force of pre-duty betrayal would never be forgotten.
2. Shattering• the Tarnished• Bonds of Desire
My thoughts constantly drift back to the night before, when I had first encountered him at the corner bar. He was tall and lean with a head of short-clipped red hair, sea-green eyes, and a gaze that pierced me to my bones. The ‘dinner and drinks’ suggestion ate away at my mind and I knew I had to take him up on the offer.
We walked across town, almost as if hand-in-hand, to an Italian restaurant that was illuminated by the dim yellow light of the full moon overhead. We sat across from one another and talked and ate as if we had been friends for years. But, it wasn’t our words that created the moment—it was the heat that we generated between us. The air felt electric as our eyes locked and we shared sultry glances.
And, then it happened: I felt a rush of something overcome me and the next thing I knew I was moving in, feeling his lips against mine. We had crossed the line between “just friends” and “lovers” before he had to leave for his pre-dawn duty as a military man. The force of our kiss felt stronger than the gravity of his impending departure. Our breath became one and I could feel his love washing over me like a tidal wave.
The night ended abruptly, leaving me aching for more. It was clear that something irreparable and beautiful had been set into motion within our brief moment together. I continued to feel his presence long after the night had ended, a feeling that left me both shaken and suspicious—had a bond been shattered or sealed?
3. A• Burst of Passion Unleashed
Weaving through the flashlight beam like a fast moving snake, his tie slithering between his teeth, I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, staring into his shimmering eyes. His moist breath caught in anticipation as I ran my fingertips boldly down his taut chest. I could feel the electricity between us, crackling like the static air of a fierce desert storm.
Electric shocks, like little bolts of current, danced along my spine as my stomach quivered with desire. His hands slid like velvet as they first explored my collarbone, and then downward, lingering like a gentle summer’s breeze over my nipples. I desperately wanted more as his probing fingers explored my body, exploring every inch of me. I felt the wave of passion lapping, luring me ever closer until I melted into his powerful embrace.
My heart filled to the brim as his tongue betrayed me with every single kiss. Tearing off my shirt and trousers, our desperate bodies intertwined in a passionate embrace as I explored the depths of his body, tasting his sweet lips against my own. The heat of the night was broken only by heavy panting and cries of pleasure. Every thrust of our love-making sending shockwaves through my core, and I surrendered completely to the forces of his overpowering strength. Our sweaty bodies reflecting our overwhelming love in the moonlight, we clung tight to each other’s embrace; an explosive force of pre-duty betrayal.
4. Trapped Between• Rectitude• and• Rebellion
As I weaved in and out of that brick-encased hallway like a predator on the hunt, the rustle of the worn fabric of my shirt on my skin seemed to be in tune with the rising arousal that began to bubble inside me. It was not like I was actively seeking a conquest but the feral craving was building within me, uncontained and unchecked.
The space began to blur between right and wrong, between rectitude and rebellion, and my senses were overwhelmed. I could feel my heart thumping in an echoing rhythm between each step as I moved closer and closer to the unknown – my hungry mind blinding my inhibitions. When it all came to a head, I was met with a mind-blowing explosion of pleasure. His hands ran along my body like fire, and together we gave in to our desires – those that were taboo, those that were forbidden. We were each other’s betrayers, committing the ultimate sin of defying the boundaries that was set for us before us. Our pleasure was inexorable and unstoppable; we were trapped in an endless cycle of pleasure that had no boundaries and no end.
In Summary
My body ached with pleasure from its confrontation with betrayal. I felt my skin flush with excitement, my heart beating faster, hotter–a sign of something new on the horizon. I wanted more. I longed for the unknown–not the unknown of invisible betrayal–but the passionate and unknown feeling of freedom that comes from being brave enough to break the rules. And I knew in that moment that I had found the power and force of pre-duty betrayal, and it would never be forgotten.
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