The Prince and Divinity
Peaceful, tranquil, centred and focused, Divinity was enjoying the quiet
serenity of the beach. She had come to
practice the Tai Chi movements she had recently learned; stepping forward, she
settled her hips into a stance where she could close here eyes and imagine
Prince’s warm body pressing against her. Divinity nuzzled her toes a little
deeper into the cool sand, the water lapping gently over her feet as if taking
her into its own rhythm.
Unexpectedly all her senses became alert; a tingling sensation ran
through her entire body and her breathing quickened, muscles tightening as if
warning her of some impending danger ..
and then she felt it. His hands around
her; one hand sliding smoothly across her stomach and the other moving with
anticipation of her response upon her leg, slowly making its way to her thigh.
She was frozen with a mixture of joy and longing to feel his touch at
last. She would know Prince’s touch
anywhere, she had felt it in her dreams a zillion times. Divinity had played
this scenario in her mind many times and and she dared not move for fear she
would break the spell to discover it was, in fact, only a dream.
Swaying ever so slightly and a little light headed, she felt his fingers
run down her back and his body press against her buttocks. A heat ran like
electricity from the ocean waters over her knees, up her legs, over her torso
and she gasped as she felt his breath against her neck. As if no longer in
control of her movements, her head stretched to allow his lips access to her
beautiful neck. She was savouring every touch of his fingers, every sensation,
every moment, drinking it in with a wild thirst that seemed it could not be
quenched.
Prince placed his hands on Divinity’s shoulders and turned her to face
him. One look into those eyes and she was lost. How her body had ached for him
and she felt as if she swimming in a sea of moonlight and part of a scene
playing out upon the silver screen. Prince placed his hands on either side of
her face and kissed her longingly for he too had ached for this moment. Divinity
felt as if she was out of her body watching, loving, yet feeling completely in
sync with Prince’s body, all at the same time. Her eyelashes were like gentle
little feathers waving before him, she was completely absorbed and she thought
of a quote she had long loved “I would take him into the same skin with me” and
now she knew, without any shadow of a doubt, why these words were written.
As if a puppeteer Prince lifted her arms and removed her top. Her body
was screaming and she felt as if the words and thoughts and feelings that were
racing frantically around in her mind were bellowing over a loud speaker; and
yet here they were the only two for miles surrounded by only a loving silence.
Every muscle tightened, every inch of her skin awake with longing, Prince
glided down her body and removed her remaining clothing. The sound of the
water lapping against the rocks was like a lovers’ orchestra playing music that
only Prince and Divinity could hear. No other existed, this blissful moment
their sanctuary from the everyday existence that mere mortals know.
Prince guided Divinity to a carefully laid out blanket and asked her to
love him. Her eyes, as deep as the ocean itself, were filled with love for him;
and she had waited what felt like a lifetime to be in his arms. There would be
no rushing on this magical night that the Gods had granted her. The strength of
her feelings became a parachute enveloping them into a tent of warmth and trust
and passion. Divinity felt a magnetic surge drawing her body involuntarily to
Prince, this was like no feeling she had ever known. She pushed Prince back
onto the blanket, nimbly removing his shirt and proceeding to taste every inch
of his skin. She wanted to taste it all,
every fibre of his being and take it into her own. She stared momentarily at
those lips she had envisaged being before her so many times and placing her
soft and gentle lips on his, she kissed him with such intensity that the air
seemed to spark fireworks just for them.
Even with their eyes closed it was as if each of them saw deeply into
the core of the other; their breathing in alignment .. deep, slow, loving. This
was the extraordinary Divinity had believed she would know one day, this
moment, this man, this island of their own making where no other could touch
them, disturb them or even conceive of the magic that was happening on a
blanket on a beach in the middle of nowhere.
Prince ran his loving eyes over Divinity, his longing evident. She looked so content, relaxed and at
peace. With one long completely fulfilling breath, Divinity surrendered
and Prince began his journey into her soul. He slowly navigated her body, embracing her
surrender and returning the gift of his own. Once spent, Divinity pressed her
head into Prince’s shoulder, totally absorbed in his warmth. They lay together enjoying the warm balmy
evening under the stars listening to the newfound freedom of their hearts.
And so the only true adventure in life began .. an adventure of love,
laughter, intimacy, play and rest ..
.. and all was right with the
world.
©
Dianne Traynor 31 March 2012
