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The walk back to the four wheel drive was fairly easy. The path was far from smooth, but there weren't any arduous inclines along the way. Lara and Taylor talked the entire way. When they reached the vehicle Taylor rested by the back wheel and removed his water bottle from his pack. He drank heartily, as there was no longer a need to conserve his water, while Lara opened the vehicle's rear hatch and threw her own pack in.

Taylor had only just replaced the bottle in his pack when without warning Lara placed her hands around his head and pulled him in for another passionate kiss. Lara had hoped she would be able to make it back to the motel room before she expressed her gratitude to Taylor physically, but her ever-growing desire could be suppressed no longer. Taylor wrapped his arms around Lara, positioning his hands initially on the back of her bare midriff, then sliding them down over the coarse fabric of her tight shorts. Taylor gave Lara's buttocks an unexpected tight squeeze as he pulled her hips against his own, prompting a muffled yelp of approval from his partner.

Their faces, like the rest of their bodies, were covered in dust from crawling through the tight cavern, and as their lips slid against each other mercurially, the dust was swept into the kiss. For Lara, the unique mix of bland, gritty dirt, commingled with Taylor's delicious warm saliva only served to make the kiss feel that much more exciting and spontaneous. After smoothly manoeuvring her arms under Taylor's and around his back, Lara gently began to prompt him to move backwards, towards the Merc, until they were close enough for Lara to reach the back door and open it. As Lara continued to push him back, Taylor stumbled over his own pack. He briskly broke off the kiss, reached down to grab the pack and then chucked it recklessly on the back seat floor of the Merc, spilling half of it's contents, including the lamp, onto the vehicle floor. Taylor knew that he would soon be far too preoccupied to remember where he'd left his pack, and had no intention of leaving the lamp on the mountaintop.

Grasping his well-defined chin between her thumb and index fingers, Lara pulled Taylor's gaze promptly back to her and stole a quick kiss before urging him into the four wheel drive with a gentle push on his chest. Taylor climbed up on to the back seat and moved over one space to allow room for Lara. Lara never once took her eyes off Taylor as she climbed onto the seat beside him with an almost authoritative patience, slowly entering the vehicle and closing the door behind her. She concealed her raging arousal behind a calm, if somewhat mischievous smile, while her eyes gazed at Taylor in such a deeply sensuous manner that he could almost hear them say, "I am going to pleasure you to brink of insanity..."

She leaned over and pressed her lips against Taylor's once again, sending her tongue deep into Taylor's mouth to slide along, around and against his own tongue in a tender, intimate caress. For Taylor, it had barely seemed like that wonderful kiss had begun before he felt her palm once again pushing gently on his chest and her lips pulling away from his. She pushed him down so that he was lying back on the seat. As Taylor layed flat, the enormous bulge in his shorts became very apparent. Lara did not break the silence when she noticed it, she simply smirked. After stopping only briefly to admire the display of Taylor's arousal, Lara leaned over Taylor to again kiss him on the lips. Taylor wrapped his arms around Lara's torso and pulled her closer to him in a passion-fuelled embrace. She kissed him many times, provoking many appreciative moans from him, but after a few moments, Lara was insistently pulling away from Tarylor's arms. She looked down on him with that same conniving smirk, as her hands gently trailed over the fabric of his shirt.

All of a sudden, she gripped the left and right sides of the shirt tightly and swiftly ripped them asunder, sending the buttons flying. They clattered as they bounced off of the hard surfaces of the vehicle interior. "Shit!" Taylor exclaimed in surprise, cracking an amused smile after the initial shock had passed. Quickly resuming her calm, deliberate demeanour, Lara again leaned down, this time to plant a soft, tender kiss on the top of Taylor's chest. She slowly made her way down his chest, padding kisses along it, occasionally pressing against it with the tip of her tongue, while her right hand gently coursed back and forth through the chest hairs near his nipple.

"Oh boy!" Taylor sighed as he exhaled a deep breath. As Lara made her titillatingly slow progress down his sternum, Taylor contemplated the gruelling amount of restraint he would soon have to call upon to prolong his climax as long as possible. His sexual instincts had been in standby mode ever since that first amazing kiss in the tomb. Watching Lara's firm ass the entire twenty-minute walk back to the Merc certainly did nothing to calm them. Now, with this onslaught of incredibly sensuous foreplay from Lara, he was all systems go. The pressure his stiff cock was putting against the strong fabric of his shorts was excruciating, and Lara was still fully clothed! Jeff feared that by the time they actually began to make love, he would only be able to withstand a few seconds of Lara's luscious womanhood.

Lara certainly did not make the task any easier as she unzipped Taylor's fly, and slid her left hand inside to gently fondle his rod through his briefs. Many agonisingly enjoyable seconds later, Lara had finally kissed her way to the bottom of Taylor's chest, stopping just above his navel. She smiled as she rose up, removing her hand from his shorts. After making quick work of his belt buckle, Lara slid her fingertips inside the waistline of Taylor's briefs and pulled them, along with his shorts, midway down his thighs in one smooth movement. Free from it's cotton prison, Taylor's rigid maleness immediately sprang to it's full height, almost as if it were doing so solely to grab the attention of the only person who could fulfil it's maddening need. If that was the case, then it's mission was most definitely a success. Lara paused for a couple of seconds as she admired Taylor's erection with a keen look in her eye. Then, with a teasingly slow blink, Lara shifted her amorous gaze back to Taylor's eyes, consuming his attention as her fingers nimbly unlaced her boots just enough for her to slide her feet out.

Next she began to unbuckle her own belt and remove her shorts. Taylor, realising that he had a little time before Lara resumed pleasuring him, sat up and began to awkwardly pull down his own shorts and briefs, which were still holding his thighs together. Lara had obviously only been interested in unleashing Taylor's rod, his mobility was apparently of no concern.

The shorts were still around Taylor's knees when Lara reached over and firmly grabbed their crotch. She pulled the shorts down forcefully, using them to pin Taylor's legs to the seat. Then, as she held his legs fast against the seat, Lara slowly rose up. It was only now that Taylor noticed that she had completely shed her own shorts, leaving only her white cotton panties to hide her snatch. Taylor also noticed that the panties were almost entirely wet and there was a faint smell of female arousal in the air. Taylor smirked as he realised that behind her calm, cool facade, Lara was just as horny as he was.

Lara kneeled over Taylor, straddling his thighs. As she slowly layed down on top of him, she pushed her wet panties against Taylor's hard cock. By the time she had begun to kiss him, it was tightly sandwiched between their two bodies. Lara enticed him further by pressing and releasing her lithe flesh against his rod in rhythmical waves of pressure, whilst her tongue inspired his arousal by dancing playfully along the surfaces in his mouth.

Over and over they kissed, as the pressings of Lara's hips became steadily stronger, more passionate. Taylor moaned happily at the deluge of affection that he'd been swept into, and although Lara remained silent, her composure was clearly starting to deteriorate. Her kisses were becoming hungrier and she was unconsciously running her fingers through Taylor's hair, and even grabbing it at times. Taylor had once again wrapped his arms around Lara. His hands spiralled over her body in wide strokes, rubbing over the back of her shirt and the butt of her panties and sliding over the smooth skin of her lower back in between. As the intense foreplay sent their body temperatures climbing, the dirt on their bodies was absorbed by their sweat, forming a black liquid. Taylor's caresses began to leave black streaks along Lara's wet skin, and dark stains on her shirt and panties.

Motivated by the urgent yearning in his manhood to feel her sweet fissure and the dissatisfying sensation of his hands repeatedly rubbing across the coarse fabric of her shirt, Taylor attempted to move things along by pulling her top off. He was surprised to find just how tightly it clung to her body. Before he could make much progress Lara pulled away from him and sat up. She was still smiling as she looked down at him, but the smile was no longer playful; her lips were parted, she was breathing raggedly, and she meant business. Taylor lifted his hand up to caress her cheek as they both took a few seconds to rest. He smiled as he mused how even covered in dirt, Lara's face was, without compare, the most beautiful one he had ever set eyes upon.

Even once she had caught her breath, Lara forced herself to wait a couple of seconds so that Taylor could calm down a bit. She had been mercilessly teasing him for a while now. The odds were that if she did not give him a little recovery time, they would not get to make love for very long. She held out as long as she could but eventually her craving for Taylor's rod took over. She lifted her body off of his only as much as necessary for her to remove her panties. The scent of her juices flooded the cabin as she bared her slick privates. With a single skilful sway, Lara managed to slip the panties past her right kneecap, then her left, all while continuing to straddle her lover. From there, removing the panties completely was a breeze.

As Taylor looked on with an eager smile, Lara lowered her heavenly opening onto his cock. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes and purred softly as she slowly took Taylor's maleness deeper and deeper into her body. Taylor uttered a vibrato moan as the sensation of Lara's red-hot womanhood sliding down his member sent a growing surge of pleasure tingling up his spine. She did not stop until her outer lips were pressed against his body. With a shake of her head, Lara turned her gaze back to Taylor, with a look that both conveyed raw animal desire and heartfelt affection. The sides of her mouth curved upwards in a playful smile as Lara began to slowly rock her hips.

The two lovers began to moan intermittently as Lara's gyrations increased in intensity ever so slowly. She savoured the mild pleasures of Taylor's rod making the slightest movements within her, while it continued to put pressure on her most erogenous flesh with it's lust-fuelled firmness. Occasionally she would treat Taylor by gently squeezing on Taylor's rod with her privates, usually provoking an appreciative moan from him. Taylor meanwhile, ran his hands over Lara's bare thighs and around her firm ass, eventually settling on the sides of her waist.

When Lara's gyrations had grown somewhat in intensity, she removed her top, pulling it over her head and tossing it without care onto the passenger seat, all without the slightest interruption to the rocking of her hips. Taylor, inspired by the sight of Lara's ample breasts heaving back and forth in her black bra, sat up and pushed his lips firmly against hers. As their tongues began to dance yet another ballet with one another, Lara reached behind her back and began to work the clasp of her bra. It was soon undone. When Taylor felt Lara sliding the loose bra down her arms, he did not immediately break the kiss off, as it was quite enjoyable. Eventually, his desire to suckle on her luscious breasts got the better of him and he pulled his lips away.

Lara leaned back slightly, to give Jeff a better angle, as his face moved down over her body. He brushed his chin over the perfect smooth skin along the top of her right breast, as he descended over it until his lips were only an inch in front of the nipple. He poked his tongue out and pressed it against Lara's yielding areola. Then he slowly slid it over her nipple, before pressing his lips onto the wonderful orb and beginning to gently suckle. At the same time, he moved his right hand up to cup and fondle her left breast. Lara moaned happily as she continued to ride him, running her fingers through his hair, with an absent smile on her face. Her mind was caught between several emotions, all of which were most pleasant. The radiating pleasure in her center was building to a critical level and with each stroke, Taylor's mighty rod incited even more bliss. His skilful ministrations to her breasts were now bringing the delight to another part of her body. And as she listened to Taylor's indulgent moans, she found herself very happy to be giving her benevolent liberator so much enjoyment.

After savouring the delights of having Lara's pliant breast so welcomely wedged between his lips for quite a while, Taylor decided to alternate, moving his mouth over to Lara's left breast, while allowing his hand to get re-acquainted with the right. He moved his right hand down on to his lover's hip, using it to encourage Lara to accelerate her gyrations.

The dirty sweat on his hand had left dark streaks all over the surface of her shapely breast. As Taylor suckled and teased it with his tongue, he could feel the rough dirt particles rolling over his lips and tongue. Even while contending with the salty taste of their mixed sweat and the (probably imagined) deliciousness of her velvety areola, the dirt had it's own compelling and strangely erotic taste. It had been little more than an hour since they'd discovered the long lost tomb of an ancient queen. Now, while the dust from the tomb still clung to their bodies, they were locked in coitus, fantastic coitus. Taylor could not deny that there was something incredibly hot about that.

Lara, taking the hint from Taylor, began to ride him in deeper strokes. Taylor began to instinctively move his own hips up and down as much as he could. Lara's moans became more prolonged and louder as Taylor's maleness moved within her roasting snatch in a rapidly increasing span. His cock radiated with it's own sexual energy and with each thrust, it sent a pulse of pleasure surging through her entire body. She was almost at the edge.

Again, Taylor alternated his affections, returning to kiss and suckle her right breast, while gently kneading her left. Warm sexual delight radiated from her ample mounds readying her body for the spectacular climax bearing down on her. As her desire grew in urgency and became more focused, Lara began to utter coherent words between her absent moans.

"Ooooh... Oh yes... Mmm... So good... Feels so good... Mmm... Yes... Don't stop... So good... Ooooh..."

Lara's gyrations were now quite intense. The constant pleasure of Taylor's rigid maleness brushing back and forth along her inner walls kept feeding her desire, only serving to make it stronger. She wanted to come so badly, and judging by his moans, Taylor did too. Her hips moved with an erotically rhythmical grace as she repeatedly pushed her womanhood onto his cock, with no little enthusiasm. She delighted in her yearning center being probed by the rock-hard shaft, filled with a load of semen that it determinedly withheld, but that Lara knew would ultimately be hers.

"Yes... Almost... It's so close... Ooooh Yes.... Ooooh I'm so close... Don't stop... It's so close... It's so wonderful... It's so... Mmm..." Lara continued to moan broken sentences of encouragement as a dreamy smirk washed over her face. She was so close to orgasm! Taylor had moved both his hands onto the small of Lara's back to help guide her passionate gyrations. His lips had abandoned her breasts (to reduce the tax on his stamina,Lara assumed) and he was now moaning along with his lover. Within a few seconds Lara felt her control over her body slipping away as she rode her virile stallion to an earth-shattering climax.

Her embracing arms tightened around Taylor's torso, pulling her body flush against his, as her womanhood clamped around his excited manhood in an overload of ecstasy. She flung her head back, and opened her mouth, only to emit a barely audible whimper. Once Lara came, Taylor only managed a few more thrusts with his hips, before his anxious rod could resist the carnal embrace of her delectable snatch no longer. With all it's might, Taylor's manhood fired a powerful jet of his seed into Lara's amazing body, blowing back an equally potent wave of sheer euphoria into his own. As the orgasm took control of his faculties, Taylor instinctively held Lara's body tightly to his, reciprocating her own passionate embrace. He bucked forcefully with every quaking pump of his cock.

"Oooooooooh Yeah! Oooooooooh Yeah! Oooooooooh! Oooooooh Holy shit!" Taylor bellowed appreciatively. An incessant blaze of pleasure racked Lara's body and saturated her mind, showing no sign of abating, while Taylor continued to be enraptured by the short, but intense, lashes of ecstasy that accompanied every ejaculation. He was buried to the hilt, but with every buck he seemed to briefly edge a little deeper, a little closer to actually touching the lovely womb of his noble English goddess.

Time ceased to have meaning as they hurtled along a raging river of potent sexual bliss, locked in each other's arms. At some point, Taylor's maleness pumped the last morsels of it's seed and fell inert between Lara's relenting vaginal muscles. As the two lovers regained awareness and exhaustion enveloped them, they dropped back down on to the seat, their arms still wrapped around each other. Lara continued to moan softly as her orgasm slowly faded away. The experience had been so intense that it left her trembling in Taylor's arms. Her overwhelmed partner was breathing raggedly beneath her. The expression on his face could've given the impression that he'd just been run over by a semitrailer, but Taylor was coasting quite happily in his own sexual afterglow.

A few minutes later, well after both Lara and Taylor had calmed down, Lara worked up the energy to pull her arms out from beneath Taylor and lift her hips up just enough for her to stretch her legs out along the seat. Taylor's dormant manhood slipped out of her nether lips unceremoniously as she repositioned herself. Within a few seconds she was again peacefully lying atop her lover, her eyes closed and a blissful smile on her face.

"Mmm... Discovering an ancient Mesopotamian tomb, escaping eternal imprisonment and incredible sex. You certainly know how to show a girl a good time, Taylor. The tomb and the freedom were quite nice, as well," Lara purred in a sultry tone.

"I'm glad to hear it. I was thinking about following the tomb by writing you a sonnet in hieratic, but then I thought that that might be too much, you know?" Taylor replied.

"Oh, absolutely!" Lara responded, "Less is more!" she looked up at Taylor and they both chuckled.

"Seriously, though, that was amazing!" Taylor said sincerely.

"Wasn't it just?" Lara agreed with a hint of indulgent moan in her voice, as she reflected on the wonderful experience they'd just shared. They both move their heads forward slightly and tenderly kissed. After a few seconds of basking in Lara's warmth, the shiny lamp on the cabin floor caught Taylor's eye. He reached down, without disturbing Lara, and picked it up.

"So what are we going to do with this?" he asked.

"I don't know," Lara honestly replied, as she looked pensively at her former prison. She thought silently for a moment, appreciating the importance of Taylor's question. "My father is good friends with Sir Vernan Winthrop, the famous oceanographer. They went to Cambridge together. Perhaps we can have Sir Vernan drop the lamp into the mariana trench on his next expedition, after we've taken the liberty of sealing it in a block of concrete, of course," Lara suggested.

"Sounds like a plan," Taylor said in an impressed tone, as he gently placed the lamp back on the vehicle's floor.

"Well, I'm not just a pretty face, you know?" Lara said facetiously, without even the slightest trace of conceit about her actual physical beauty. She nuzzled happily into the empty space beside Jeff's neck, while an apprehensive expression grew on Taylor's face, as Lara's lighthearted statement resounded through his mind.

Lara was beautiful in every possible sense of the word. She was intelligent, witty, courageous, captivating, sensuous, and without a doubt the most remarkable woman Taylor had ever met. And the question of whether she had feelings for him was beginning to gnaw away at him. Taylor had a terrible foreboding about asking her, but he knew that the longer he put it off, the more devastating any negative repercussions would be.

"Lara?" he said, in a serious tone. Lara looked up at him with a smile. "Is this... I mean this right now... Is this just, like a 'thank you'? Or some kind of freedom celebration?" The smile quickly faded from Lara's face as Taylor continued, "It's okay if that's what this is, I guess, but it's just... I need to know."

Taylor..." Lara began in a sad tone, unsure of how to respond further.

"I mean after the last time we had sex, you barely spoke to me, almost like you regretted it..." Taylor said with painful honesty.

"No!" Lara declared adamantly. "...I mean for a while, I might have, but..." It was ironic that words failed her when she so desperately needed to explain her actions. Lara took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, although it wasn't easy; her awful treatment of Taylor over the past few days had finally caught up with her and she was so terribly ashamed. "I... I have never done this before, I have never let myself get close to anyone like I have with you... And I suppose it scared me. It scared me!"Lara explained, with an uneasy chuckle. Although she genuinely believed it, the statement seemed so absurd, coming from a woman who had braved the boobytraps of the most intricate Aztec tombs, without even flinching.

"Scared you? What do you mean?" a confused Taylor asked. Lara closed her eyes as she summoned the courage to tell him the complete truth. After all he had done, he deserved no less.

"I was afraid that you had used the lamp's power over me to seduce me without my knowing. I was afraid that you had manipulated me into sleeping with you," Lara said, cringing in shame. Taylor was clearly hurt by this revelation. "You deserved so much better, after all the kindness you showed me. You never gave me any cause to distrust you and I am so, so, so sorry for the way I've treated you. I'm so, so sorry I had those terrible, stupid thoughts about you. But if it makes any difference, and I hope to God it does, I know now that the feelings I had that night and that morning were genuine. I know because you gave away infinite wishes for my freedom and that means that you're too good a person to have taken advantage of me," Lara declared in a heartfelt tone.

Now it was Taylor who looked as if he'd been caught out. He opened his mouth as if to respond, but Lara interrupted, "I know that you were aware of what you were sacrificing. And it is so unfortunate that nobody else will ever know what you gave away to free me. But I do, and I will never, ever forget it," she promised solemnly as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight embrace, fearing that it just might be the last one she would ever give him. Several tensely silent seconds passed before Taylor spoke.

"I gotta admit Lara, I was really tempted to use that amulet..." Taylor confessed, looking away from Lara with a guilty expression.

"Why didn't you?" she asked.

"Because..." Taylor hesitantly replied, as if he was searching himself for the answer. "Because it was the right thing to do... and... because I knew that if I didn't, you'd never feel the same way about me as I do about you. Which I guess, in the end, was what I wanted most of all..."

"Do you love me?" Lara asked, looking over at him intently. As soon as she asked the question Jeff's gaze immediately turned to her, she had his complete attention.

"Yeah, I do." Taylor replied, a little surprised by the question, but totally sincere.

"Well then, you got your wish!"Lara said with an elated smile. A beaming smile appeared on Taylor's face as Lara's response blew his haunting doubts away like dry autumn leaves. Lara pushed her lips against Taylor's and they kissed passionately. Taylor wrapped his arms around Lara's naked body and held her tightly, just as she held him. Their mutual embrace only grew stronger as they rocked from side to side in the back seat of their four wheel drive and kissed, and kissed, and kissed. Lara snickered as she felt Taylor's cock beginning to rise beneath her.