On Eagle's Wings

Giving in to one of her fantasies, Shannon plunged her fingers into his hair, feeling its softness. She grabbed two handfuls and pulled his mouth back to hers as she slowly rocked against him, feeling the fire inside of her burning hotter and hotter. His hands were on her thighs, stroking her skin gently, their warmth seeming to intensify her ache.
She barely felt the rain as it began to come down steadily now. She was being completely consumed by the man in her arms.
“Eagle,” she panted as the pulsing heat rose swiftly, threatening to burn her to a crisp. “Eagle! Oh my God!” Shuddering against him, she felt the waves of ecstasy engulf her, making her pull him closer, wanting full contact with his body.
“Easy, Shannon,” he whispered to her as he nipped at her neck. “It’s all right. I’ve got you.”
Her entire body shook with pleasure as she held on to him for dear life, never knowing that the excitement shooting through her could be so wonderful.
“I want you, Eagle. Now,” she managed to say a few moments later as he stroked her body. “Can we stop?”
His answer was to grab her head in his hands and kiss her roughly, thrusting his tongue commandingly into her mouth. With that one, passionate kiss, Eagle laid his claim on Shannon’s heart. She was in love with him, there was no use denying it.
“We have already stopped,” he murmured against her lips.
“Then make love to me, Eagle’s Wing. Right here, right now. Don’t let me go!”
Without another word, he jumped off his horse and tugged her down with him, neither one of them caring about the falling rain that soon soaked them through.