Flavia enjoyed the feel of his tongue brushing against hers. She knew he was familiar with this play, and she knew that she now did something completely forbidden. In the law of the Essyrni she belonged to Rasul. But after seeing Rasul with his mistresses she didn't care anymore. She wanted to get back at him, and this, as far as she knew, was the best way to take revenge - sleeping with other men. She knew it would hurt Rasul's ego to find that she had betrayed him - at least she hoped it would hurt.
She smiled happily when Gradius finally broke the kiss, kissing her ear and nibbling on her earlob. She allowed her lips to caress his face in a way she had never caressed her husband, nuzzling his face when he said she could ask anything he could do to her.
"Will you teach me, Gradius?" she whispered as she caressed his chest area and allowed her lips to travel across his neck. "Will you teach me how I can take revenge on the men who has hurt me? My father who sold me to a man I don't love - my husband who locks me up in this house while he goes to visit his harlots... Will you grant me the knowledge I need to take revenge? I know I ask for a lot, but I will give you anything you ask for in return, as long as it is within my power to give it to you... I ask you because you are a man - and you will know how another man thinks - his weakness, how to hurt him the deepest...."
She felt his hands unfastening the bindings to her nightgown, and she allowed her nightgown to drop down to her waistline, revealing every patch of her soft skin. Her breasts were young and firm, her nipples hard from the excitement his caresses had brought upon her.
With slow sensual movements she lifted her hands to her hair, and loosened her braids, allowing her dark curls to pour around her face and shoulder. Her long, silky hair reached all the way down to her waistline and smelled fresh from wild flowers.
She looked up at him, allowing him to admire her beauty while she waited for his reaction. then she noticed the bulge on the front of his pants and smiled up at him. A soft moan escaped her lips when he started kneading her breasts, her nipple getting painfully hard when he caressed it with his thumb.