Adrian awoke early in the grey dawn’s first dewy hints of shadow to find Lira gone from their bed, the blankets tossed aside carelessly.  A faint whiff of burning spice and ash told him where she could be found, and missing her more with every passing moment, he climbed out of bed himself and followed the scent out to the back deck.  He was rewarded only with the barely smoldering remains of a clove cigarette.  Disappointed, he walked back into the house, scanning the living room for any signs of her, and still there was nothing.

“Looking for someone?” A sepulchral whisper echoed through both ears.  He spun around quickly, but found no one there.

“Lira?” He whispered back.  His query’s only answer was echoing, haunting laughter. “Who’s there?” He demanded, louder this time.

“Desire,” the voice slid through him, echoing down his entire body.  “Desire wants to play with you now, Adrian.  Come play with us.”

He started to protest, but his words were cut short by the sensation of a delicate phantom hand pressing softly on his chest.

“Shhhh,” the voice murmured into his neck.  Slowly the hand made its way down his hot flesh, the unseen nails biting into him ever so gently. “Let me show you the eternity in ecstasy,” it hissed as its tongue licked slowly down his neck to his back.  The hand continued its steady path down his torso and stopped just short of the top of his flannel pants.

“What do we have here?” Desire asked playfully.  “Shall we remove these, do you think?”  As one in a trance, Adrian started to undo them, but the hands blocked him quickly. “No no no, I asked you a question.”  The unseen temptress accentuated the word with a sharp dig just under the ribs with her nails, almost cutting skin, causing him to gasp.

“Yes.” He whispered.

“Yes? Yes what?”

“Yes, I think these pants should be removed.”

“Ahh, much better.” Desire’s touches were once again loving and gentle as she deftly removed the garment.  “Now where to begin?”

The fingers made their way all along his flesh, enticing passionate flames in their wake until his entire body burned with longing.  Slowly her digits traces unknown patterns along his arms and legs, circling around his things until finally her unseen palms rested heavy and hard against their innermost regions.

A few long moments went by in silence, anticipation hanging thick in the air.  Were it not for the heated pressure of her hands at his groin, Adrian would have thought the spirit to be gone.  Just as he was about to open his mouth to voice his though, the activity started once more.

The touch was so slight he wasn’t sure he was even feeling it at all, but slowly, surely, a warm moist pressing at the tip of his hardened organ became stronger and stronger.  Soon it was lapping at him, the hot tongue sliding deftly up and down the underside only to swirl around the tip and plunge back down again.

Adrian’s exquisite moans were met with a throaty laugh from his phantom as she plunged his entire member into her mouth.  He could feel distinctly the moment his cock went beyond her oral cavity and halfway down her tightened throat.  Her tongue performed amazing feats of acrobatics as time and again her mouth dove onto him, exciting his need more and more.

Suddenly she stopped, his cock so far deep that her lips rested at the base, and slowly she licked his testes as her throat rhythmically convulsed around the head and shaft.

The rhythm built up, faster and faster, her throat tightening harder by the second as she felt his organ’s throbbing grow ever more intense.  His muscles tensed throughout his entire body, his silken skin getting hotter and hotter as she resumed her velvety bathing of his cock with her tongue.  Deftly she ran her phantom hands down his back, his body hungrily taking in the sensation.

A soft hand found its way down the rift in Adrian’s ass and a few fingers probed gently into his most private of places as her tongue worked relentlessly on the hardened flesh between his thighs.   Her invasive efforts were rewarded with a few ecstatic gasps and bucking hips.  Liquid heat spread deep into his very core, invading his mind and left nothing but white orgasmic pleasure rippling through his entire being.

She intensified her efforts, plunging her fingers deep within his begging anus, working his cock with her mouth until suddenly his need was released explosively, shooting down her throat.  She pulled back slightly, letting the last few shots land on her tongue, savoring the taste, before consuming it all.

His need fulfilled, Adrian stood panting in the half-light of the early morning as the haze of lust wore off, and found himself alone with only a trio of scratches down his side as a memento of Desire.