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“Need any help around the forge?” I ask with a smile.
It’s been weeks since my path last took me to Whiterun and to be honest I’ve missed the city as well as its denizens.
“Not particularly,” Adrianne responds, her lips curling into a smile as she sees me, “though if you would be so kind to smelt that mountain of ore it might knock a day or two off my work,”
“Of course,” I make my way over to the smelter, “still making steel for the Imperials?”
“Yes, and the demand is only growing,” she sighs.
The sun has almost finished setting by the time I’ve handed the final few ingots over, “That was wonderful, I wouldn’t mind your help more often,” Adrianne grins, handing me a sack of coin as payment,
“Whenever I can spare my hands, you’re more than welcome to them,” I smile back at her, hoping my intent is clear,
“Well… I might just have a further use for them,” she doesn’t miss a beat and I feel my loins heating up, watching such a beautiful woman work a forge all day had its effects on me,
“They’re all yours.”
We share a knowing look before heading inside the shop. Adrianne locks it behind her as I deposit a sack of loot on the counter, “I collect tomorrow morning,” I nod at Ulfberth who clearly did not want to comb through my treasures at such a late hour, “Hold dear,” he pats his wife on the backside, slipping out of the door before she’s clicked the lock shut, “have a good night you too,” he disappears with a wink.
My armour is on the floor as soon as Adrianne steps away and I’m pressed up against the counter, her lips on mine. I remove her dress with desperate clumsiness, her fingers inside my smalls as I grind down against them, her lips on my neck as my bra comes away.
I gasp her name as I tighten around her thick, calloused fingers, long and deep my folds flutter around them as teeth drag across my throat and my exposed breasts are groped, ecstasy courses through me and I’m reduced to desperate whimpers and gasps as I submit to Adrianne’s touch.
“So wet for me,” she purrs, “have you thought about naught else all day?”
“No,” I confess, moaning as I meet her lips in a quick kiss, my trembling hands finally getting her out of her bra,
“Neither have I,” her eyes are dark with lust as she drives her fingers inside me, I feel myself leak around her and her thumb on my clit makes me stumble as I move into her touch,
“Close,” I whimper, heat burning in my centre,
“I can tell,” she moans into my collarbone, “I thought the forge was hot but its fires are nothing compared to yours.”
With a skilled twist of her masterful fingers I cry out and stiffen, her hand and my smalls drowned in release. I slump against her, chest heaving and she embraces me, licking her sticky fingers clean as her other hand continues to toy with my breast, “let’s take this upstairs, I have a job for your tongue as well as your hands,” I nod at her, glassy eyed but smiling, “I expect good results since I’ve paid half in advance,”
“Half?” I smirk at her, removing my smalls as my legs feel sturdy again, “that may cover a third, if you’re lucky,
“Hmmmm,” she ponders, eyeing up my now naked body, “we’ll call it a third then, and I’ll throw in a sizeable bonus as it’s been so long,”
“Deal,” I grin, kissing her deeply as I tear her smalls away, revealing her swollen, dripping folds which make my mouth water with lustful hunger.
Unable to deny myself any longer I sweep her into my arms without breaking the kiss and carry her up the stairs and into her bed in which I have her writhing and moaning my name in no time at all.