He was dressed in a pair of jeans, a casual white t-shirt, and a pair of tan boots."Grab your purse and your phone, we are gonna get some coffee and t...hen run a few errands," he ordered in return.I nodded my understanding and acceptance of his command before moving to grab the items requested and returning to him at the door. We walked to his car, with his arm secured around my shoulders pulling me into his muscular frame. It felt wonderful to be in his presence and in his embrace, but like the. The sensation was fantastic and I was getting more turned on by the second. He must have spent two minutes just teasing me with his fingers slipping occasionally inside the seams of my panties. I just wanted him to get on with it but I knew the real fun was in the waiting. When Philip felt I was suitably aroused, he moved his hands upwards and said quizzically, “What do you have here Samantha?” “Something just for you my love,” I uttered. He placed one hand over my panties and added, “I. "What do you mean the Arkenstone?" Balin demanded his voice like ice."You'd better speak up lass." Dwalin spat.Dithinia turned her eyes locking on the king. His eyes had narrowed at the mention of the stone and she could already see that gleam in his eyes. She had heard what dragonsickness did to those who had it, the hunger in their eyes as the desire to possess the item consumed them. They would do anything for the item and the king's weakness was the Arkenstone. She knew he would marry her. He turned to the first goblin prisoner. ‘Tell your kind of our mercy, if you come back you won’t find it again.’ ‘Yes. Mer-see. We tell.’ The jailor opened their shackles and released them from their captive states. ‘You’re lucky the priest holds such esteem, creature. If it were I, I’d kill you. Get lost and don’t come back or you’ll be at the wrong end of a guillotine.’ ‘Yes. Gill-o-tine. We tell.’ The goblins ran through town, taking the first opportunity to disappear into the forest. The.