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A run through the river (Wolvenrogue and Lingering Desire)

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Jake was a riverboat gambler with a reputation as a high roller. The man wasn't afraid to lose, but seldom did. Though it wasn't known publicly, his prowess at poker was at least in part due to his ability to cheat and not get caught. To this end he had made a science of distracting his opposition. One of his favorite techniques was to enlist the unwitting aid of a pretty girl. He would station her behind him in full view of everyone but him. This would put his opponents at ease since she could only see his hand.

That particular evening, he was in the middle of a high stakes game, when he spotted a beautiful young woman from across the room. Between hands, he made eye contact, and then arranged for a waiter to take her a glass of their best wine. It hadn't been long before she was standing behind him, watching the game. What he hadn't counted on was that she was really watching, and when he palmed a card, she saw it. Being ignorant of what he was doing, she asked why he had done it out loud in front of everyone. That of course ended the game with Jake accused of cheating. The constable kept the peace, but barely.

Jake was fuming mad! later that night he saw her on deck with her escort and as they were looking out over the river he crept up on them and clamping a hand firmly over the girl's mouth he knocked out the escort with a black jack and pushed him over board, before bodily throwing the girl in after him into the churning wake of the riverboat. She tried to scream as he tossed her over the rail, but her screams were lost in the sound of the huge wheel churning the water.
 
Dinah Lewis knew she'd made a mistake the second her body went careening toward the dark churning water. Her brother had fallen just ahead of her. The long skirts and layers of her dress were dragging her under... she let the coolness flood over her as she sank. Did she deserve this?

The man had caught her eye, tipping his hat and sending her a drink. She moved to him with the idea of watching, the curvy 19 year old female had never played cards. Her parents were sending her to New Orleans to meet the man they wanted her to marry. It was her curious nature that had her watching him so closely. Did he take two cards? She asked innocently, thinking he'd made an innocent mistake... it was blown WAY out of proportion.

He'd caught her and David out discussing the matter on the deck. He with his glass of brandy and she with her eyes on the stars. Pale green eyes shot open under the black water and she struggled with her bindings, slim tapered fingers working over the laces of the her dress and exposing the thin slip and undergarments. Her large breasts straining against her corset as her lungs began to panic for lack of air. Strong booted feet kicked at the water and guided her upwards.

Breaking the surface she gasped for breath, "David..." She panted. Frantically she sought him out. But the black water didn't allow her to see him. Dinah couldn't see anything. Her arms stretched out and moved her body along the water, the fancy silk gown was ruined and long gone. Struggling against the current had worn her out after a few hours, so she gave in and let it pull her where it wanted. She could only hope where ever she ended up her brother would also.

The stars passed in a blur, Dinah couldn't feel her limbs as her body shoved into something soft and pliable. Reaching out her arms she tangled them in the roots and other vines and pulled herself up into the muddy and sandy bank. With her strength failing she anchored her legs and shoved until she sank up onto the soft sand. Feeling secure she allowed her body to slumber, dirt and bruises covered her pale flesh. Her deep auburn hair was plastered to her face and the sand around her, the waist length strands tangled around her body in a curly mass of waves.

"David.." she said on her last breath.
 
Henry had lived nearly his whole life on the river. Either drifting down or stowing away to get back up He had mad the trip from West Virginia to New Orleans and back 20 times. He would drift on a homemade raft stopping on one island or another all the way. he would sneak into the river towns at night and steal, or pan handle. It was a simple life. He had only what he had on his back and a few coins Paper money he spent right away so it wouldn't get wet.

This night was no different, he'd pulled up on the island at dusk, built his fire and laid his blanket down. His blanket and his paddle were his only real possessions. That, and the rags he called clothes. Though he was ragged and shaggy, he was seldom dirty. The river saw to that, serving to bathe him every day. His feet were often muddy but that was about it. His shaggy red hair fell to his shoulders, and bright green eyes shown from a heavily freckled face. He was thin and wirery and not very tall at only 5'8" but he was tough as shoe leather. He was sleeping peaceably when he was aroused by splashing and a woman's voice she only said "David" He'd never seen a woman on the river, so he was curious. He got up and taking a homemade torch started walking toward the sound and soon enough found the girl, her hair tangled and her clothing in tatters, waist deep in the river mud along the bank. he held a hand in front of her nose. She was breathing and that relieved him. Mark had a fear of the dead.

He shook her shoulder trying to wake her. "Hey Girl!? Girl? you ok? wake up! I aint gots much but I has a fire. Wake up and get outta the mud. "
 
The touch to her shoulder caused her heavy eyelids to flutter open and closed a few times. Dinah hasn't the strength to move but his voice urged her up and out. Her bet was pressed to the ground, heavy breasts drug along as she crawled toward the fire he mentioned. By this time her lips were blue and her entire body shook. Only thinking of warmth and not much more she got there and collapsed.

Small strong body giving out. "Help me?" Her soft voice was a plea. Silently looking up at him she prayed he could help her. If nothing more than to warm her for the night before pointing her to the nearest town. Dinah regarded him with her pale green eyes as she lay there in her tattered gown. Most of her body was covered in mud now. Each feature hidden or enhanced by the mixture of dirt and water. The thick paste like substance was everywhere and she had no strength to wash up or deal with it. Her waist long hair lay wrapped around her and along the ground around her. Not even a word of thanks could be stated, it took too much energy.
 
He dragged the girl a bit closer to the fire and then laying behind her used his own body to keep her back from the cool night air. She was covered in mud, but he would deal with that when she had stopped shivering. Her skin was cool to the touch and he knew she was terribly cold. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her wet muddy body against his own hoping to warm her more quickly He could feel the bottoms of her heavy breast against his arm and it rose feelings in his body which he had never experienced. He had never been this close to a woman, He knew he liked it but as to what to do, he had no idea.

By morning the girl was no longer clammy cold, and when he woke up, he rekindled the fire, then slowly tried to wake her. "Girl? wake up! You need to clean up! Girl??"
 
She didn't know he drug her, only knew she got closer to the fire. The warmth from his own body was wonderful. Pressing her rounded backside into him she let out a contented sigh. Her cold hands clamped in his arm as she shivered and succumbed to sleep in his arms. Things could be sorted in the morning, all she knew was she was safe here with this guy.

When his warmth left her in the morning she whimpered. But she was a bit warm on her own. Now dry he would be able to see her curvaceous body. Large breasts that nearly spilled from her thin gown, trim waist that slanted inward over her rounded hips and firm buttocks. Shapely legs showed themselves as her gown was lifted and tangled around her.

Long lashes fluttered and pale green eyes took in the man as she lay there, unmoving. "You saved me!" She gave him a wide, beautiful smile. "Thank you," she stated. "I am Dinah." She stood on those two shapely legs and proceeded to the waters edge. It was cold to the touch, she shivered again. "How should I go about cleaning up," she looked to the tattered clothing she wore, "and what shall I do about clothing?"
 
"I'm Henry. We aint got much here at all just what you see. Were on an island after all. He brought his precious blanket and set it beside her. I'll go back to the fire. You get out of those clothes and get washed off, then wrap up in the blanket. I'll rinse your clothes in the river and we'll dry them by the fire. Sorry miss, but it be the best I can think up." he left her by the river bank and built the fire up to dry her clothes and warm he up again. Once the fire was built up he took his paddle and knock a few apples from a nearby tree. He sat there eating one and waiting for her to return.
 
Dinah undressed quickly and blushing steps into the river. The corset gave her a bit of trouble, she should of asked the man for help but doing it herself was better. Shivering in the water she washed off as quickly as possible. Her many bruises and scrapes making themselves known, her small body ached. Scrubbing her skin and hair she revealed the deep red color and her many freckles. Thankfully her hair hid much of her. She stepped along the sand after scrubbing and wrapped in his blanket at the fires side.

Her large breasts almost could not be contained in the blanket as it wrapped around her form. Her feet pushed outward toward the fire as she caressed the skin of the apple he handed her. "I was tossed overboard last night. It wasn't an accident. My brother was with me."
 
"Why did that happen? Where is your brother?" he asked. He walked down by the river and taking her muddy things he rinsed them out as best he could and brought them back to the fire, propping them on sticks to dry seeing her shiver he sat behind her and pressed his body against her, separated only by the well worn blanket. As her body sunk back against his, the swell of her breasts was right under his nose and the whole top half of her bosom was clearly visible to him, the blanket barely hiding her nipples from view.

He wrapped his legs on either side of her doing his best to warm her up.
 
"I pointed out a cheater..." She watched him placing her things on sticks to dry. Quaking with cold and a bit of fright she sat there trying to warm. His tender touch of his chest to her back had her sinking back into his warmth. She whimpered, her lower lip quivering as she held back her tears. "I don't know where David is," she began to cry, her slim shoulders shaking as she turned in his encasing body and sobbed.

Dinah placed her head on his shoulder and released the blanket to hold him tight. Her hair still dripped as she curled her legs under her. Tears soaked into his shirt as she sobbed. Not thinking about how this male was a stranger she only thought of how he saved her and was keeping her safe now. "Henry I don't know what I'm going to do..." She sputtered through her tears, her heart shaped face pressing into him. Her bare breasts pushing into his shirt front.
 
Henry held her as she sobbed. As she turned to him and laid her head on his shoulder and then wrapped her arms around his chest Her breasts were pressed against his chest and the blanket no longer separated them. His shirt was very thin, little more than a rag really, and he could clearly feel her nipples, that were hardened by the cold against his chest. He couldn't help the stirring in his groin as he held, but was thankful that the way she was sitting their bodies did not touch at the waist.

He felt bad for the girl as he knew from his experience on the river that her brother was probably dead and would never be found. The river seldom spared a life, especially at night. When she mentioned that she had pointed out a cheater at poker, he had winced. River boat gamblers were the most ruthless of men and that wrong had to be avenged. He determined right then, that the girl should not leave the island for at least a week, until she had been given up for dead.

He didn't trouble the girl with these things at that moment, he only did his best to comfort her, and held her while she sobbed. After about an hour her body stopped shuddering and her breathing became deep and slow. She was again sleeping and rather than wake her, he simply laid back slowly and let her lay on his chest beneath the blanket and sleep.
 
Dinah fell into an emotional slumber, his gentle touches serving their purpose in easing the tension in her body. It was not a long sleep and when her lashes batted and fluttered she shook her head a bit and stilled, if only to get her bearings straight. it felt like at had been ages since she slept last. This sleep had been cathartic and healing.

She quivered, her soft body pressing into his as she smiled softly. It felt wonderful in his arms and using his body as a mattress. The only thing was a slight poke of hardness. Wiggling her soft body against it she attempted to move it. Paying no attention to the male, any sounds he could have made were lost. Finally, as it drug against her core she closed her legs around it slightly, this was the most efficient way of dealing with it, whatever it was.

Leaning up on her elbows, she smiled at him. The position of her arms gave him the perfect vantage point to see her full breasts up close. Dinah smiled at him before leaning down to press her lips against his cheek in a soft and lingering kiss. "Thank you Henry... Thank you!"
 
Henry was quickly taken on an emotional roller coaster ride. When he realized that she was aware of his erection, he was embarrassed and worried thinking she would certainly be offended. His cheeks felt hot and he struggled not make his condition any more obvious. When she clamped her thighs down on him he became so aroused that he almost had an orgasm that moment. Then when she got up on her elbows, smiled and kissed him, he felt instant relief on one hand and adoration on the other. He couldn't help but look down at her beautiful breasts and then back to her face and then down again. repeating the trip several times with his eyes.

At that moment, the world around him simply stopped. "It is my pleasure! he finally choked out as he struggled to remember her name. Then having a clear moment. He said "Dinah!" when she looked at him he was caught off guard, but managed to say what he was thinking. "You are the most beautiful Girl I have ever seen!".
 
The hardness rubbed against her and she gasped, it was different but felt good. Dinah watched his eyes move from her face and looked down to her breasts. Her lips lifted into a smile as a blush rose on her cheeks. Being told she was grown up and actually seeing, she pressed herself against him and felt his reaction too her. She loved it. Her green eyes flitted over his face after he said her name. Biting her lip she smiled at him. "Thank you!" Her fingers caressed his cheek, "and you are the most handsome boy I've ever seen."

Biting her lip she stared down into his face and rose up until they were nose to nose. His jaw was strong and his lips were right there. Finding herself curious and willing she licked her lower lip and dipped her head down to kiss him. It was soft and sweet, innocent and endearing. This man had become a security feature overnight. A soft moan left her lips as her hands clenched on his shirt, one stroking up to his cheek as her tongue flickered out timidly. She'd watched David and his fiancé once and grown curious, this was an adventure after all. Besides she couldn't go to New Orleans now and marry after all of this. That card player could find her and then where would she be?

A soft keening moan left her lips as she rubbed herself against him fully. Her body rolled them over. Her body beneath him on the blanket, one soft hand placed his on her full breast, knowing with his attentions earlier he was likely curious. He could touch, it was the least she could do to allow him to satisfy his curiosity.
 
Henry was shocked but in heaven as his palm was pressed against this angels breast and he didn't shy away. His fingers were somewhat rough but he did his best caress the soft warm flesh beneath them. As they rolled over, the blanket fell completely from between them and now lay on the ground, her naked body fully exposed to him. He knelt between her thighs thighs and took in the totality of her beauty. To him she appeared flawless. smooth creamy skin, and a thin patch of downy soft hair between her thighs, not quite covering the pink lips beneath it. Wanting to reciprocate, he slipped out of his worn shirt and shorts, and lay down beside her on the blanket his long and fully erect member laying along the top of her thigh in plain sight and fully reachable for her. Seeing where her eyes soon drifted, he kissed her softly, and simply said "its ok." Giving permission for what ever was on her mind.
 
His rough fingers felt good against her soft breast, she whimpered when he rose between her legs. Her green eyes lifted and watched him take her in. She blushed all the way down to her rose tipped breasts. The soft reddish hair between her thighs was dry and soft, even though she was slightly turned on, all the evidence was still inside. Lips lifting into a smile as he removed his clothing for her. He was glorious, his broad shoulders tapered to a trim waist and down to long strong legs. All of him looked strong, but in a wiry way, something hidden and not pronounced.

Her eyes locked on his penis, the long thickness lay still on his bare thigh. His laying beside her made her miss the view but rising up on her side she brushed her hand on his stomach, nervously. His lips were soft as they brushed against hers. She whimpered again, her hand running along his upper body, feeling and testing his flesh. He was warm and hard while still being soft. Her hand lifted and found his flat nipples, long forgotten was the apple that he'd given her fro breakfast a little bit ago. Now she was using him as a distraction from her real life predicament.
 
He smiled at her touch, and feeling how tentative it was, he covered her hand with his and pressed it against his stomach now less than an inch from the head of his manhood, which was now bobbing against her thigh with each beat of his heat as it tried to beat its way out of his chest. "Touch anything you want" he said as he started slowly kissing his way down her neck and onto the tops of her breast while his fingers still played at the opposite nipple. She could have been a wood nymph or some other magical creature. What he knew was that laying beside him was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
 
Her hand moved down to his stomach again, the flesh was firm and so warm. His hold holding hers moved her hand, the fingers were so close to his cock, only a few inches away. Dinah's body moved closer to his, "You can touch anywhere on me too." Her body felt hot, so hot and different in places. Her back arched and offered him more breast as she moaned. His lips planting kisses along her neck and then her breast.

"H-henry," She breathed out softly. Her fingers grew more brave and she wasn't sure what to do once her fingers were wrapped around the throbbing rod. her thumb rubbed over the domed head and she watched as a drop of clear fluid escaped the tip. "Oh my..." Curiously she lifted the finger to her mouth.
 
Henry's voice was breathy and a bit ragged. He swallowed hard. "Yes Dinah?.... he let his voice linger on her name savoring the sound of it on his lips before wrapping them around her taught nipple. His hand retreated from her other breast and lightly strayed down across her smooth skin until it found the sable soft fur between her thighs, and felt the heat that was building there. He released her nipple long enough to say "You are so warm! it's amazing, and your wet too!" Following her lead he brought his finger to his lips.
 
Her tongue wrapped around the digit, savoring the saltiness of the fluid she'd collected. Her eyes went wide as she felt his hand moving along her body, she didn't stop him. In fact, her legs opened further to allow his touch. She knew she was hot, her womanhood was on fire and her body pulsed with each gentle touch he gave her. She watched his finger disappear between his lips, once it was out of the way, her head dipped and she captured his lips.

Was that a combination of them both? She wasn't sure, absently her hand began to stroke his long member. This wasn't going to go as far as it could, instead she planned on stopping the exploration before either of them lost their heads. This wasn't the place, she didn't know him and well she had morals. Yes, they were a bit jumbled and lost right now, but still, she had them. She slowly allowed the kiss to taper before she gently touched him, slightly more curious and more than a bit ashamed of her forward actions.
 
Again feeling her tentative touch, he parted the kiss and said softly. " Are you alright? I won't force you or try to stop you. Touch as much or as little as you like." he was concerned she had had all of his touching she wanted so he returned his hand to her breast. "What ever happens is alright however much or little." His words were gentle with a hint of longing. He kissed her again gently.
 
She bit her lip and nodded her head. "I am promised Henry, I was on my way to meet him." Her eyes hinted at sadness, she wasn't in love with this other man. hell, she wasn't in love with Henry. Her breast tingled in his hand, the nipple stiff and peaked to a tightened bud. She could sense his longing, she wanted to explore him too, but was worried.

"I want to continue on, but I don't want a baby. Not yet, at least not before I have a ring and a new name." She stroked his stomach gently, her nails scraping over the flesh. "Maybe a bit longer..." Her fingers wrapped around his length once more, it was hot and it pulsed in her hand like it had it's own heartbeat. She found herself wondering what it would feel like inside her, a thought that burned her cheeks and caused her to heat up. "I liked your touch Henry..."
 
Her words and touch lit a fire in his belly and his hand slowly strayed back where it had been. He parted her lower lips with his finger and let it slip a little deeper inside and moving gently exploring the shallow part of her, and feeling her virgin barrier still in place, though he did not know what it was. Afraid of hurting her, he went no deeper but feeling her clit swell beneath his finger he rubbed it gently with fingers slick with her fluids. "That feels so good Dinah!" he said as his back arched toward her hand.
 
Her breath caught in her throat as his hand moved down to her moist folds. Her walls clamped down on his finger as she stroked him. Back arching she moaned in pleasure, only stilling when he found her barrier. Eyes wide she bit her lip, she'd heard the first time hurt and stilled expecting pain. There was none. So far everything he did felt wonderful and brought only pleasure. Her hand tightened on his member as he moved his hand. The thing he touched at the top of her sex caused her to feel tingles in her extremities. She gasped. Dinah moved her hips against him, pulling tighter to him and rubbing the head if his cock against her pussy to see what that would feel like. To her utter astonishment it felt more amazing than even his finger. His cock head throbbed against her wet lower lips as she stroked him with her hand holding him between them.
 
When he felt her press the head of his manhood against her wet slit, he quickly moved his hand out of the way and groaned in pleasure, calling her name. "Dinah" echoed up and down the river as his cock began to throb, and his body was flooded with feelings he had never before experienced. He felt a powerful urge to thrust at her to enter the warm place where she had put him. But not wanting to hurt her he pushed in just a little bit. His large cock barely was able to enter her before he felt that same barrier as before and stopped. Still her body clenched at him and it felt wonderful. he kissed her deeply and was about to lose all control when he had the presence of mind to remove himself and send his seed squirting up between them, coating her breasts and neck and even hitting her lips and chin. All of it dripped from her body to his and as they pressed together, they were both coated with the warm slippery fluid. His body went limp and a wonderful feeling came over him. He looked in her eyes hoping she had felt the same thing.
 
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