“Not again, Azlyn,” he chuckled, as he moved to the other breast.“You are beautiful.I can’t believe these were hiding under that sweatshirt yesterday.”
Azlyn cried out when his mouth captured her other nipple.He pinched the first one, sending shock waves echoing through her body.Her back arched as his tongue teased her other nipple, then sucked against the tip.Her hand found his fingers, blindly urging him to pinch her again.When he did, she gasped, arching into his mouth.
But it wasn’t enough.She needed more.This was a frantic, soul deep ache that made her writhe against him.
“Damn it, Azlyn!”he hissed when her fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him.“You’re driving me wild!”
“Good,” she whispered, then nipped his earlobe as he watched her hand stroke him.Her thumb slid over the tip and he groaned.
Before she’d explored all she wanted to, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head.“Want to play, eh?”he teased.With one hand, he held her wrists firmly even as she struggled against his unyielding grasp while his other pulled her leg over his arm, opening her to his view.“Let’s play!”
He slid one finger into her heat as she gasped, pressing down against his hand, urging him further.“More!”she whispered.
He gave her a second finger.
“You’re so wet for me, love,” he murmured, nipping at her nipple again.“I need to be inside you!”
“Do it!Now!”she yelled, shifting desperately against his hand.
Before she could take another breath, Zayn surged into her, thrusting deeply into her as he watched her body accept his shaft.He forgot about her hands, releasing them so that he could thrust into her and watch at the same time.It was such a turn on, she could barely think.In fact, Azlyn wanted to watch too, but was fascinated by his facial expressions.
Her fingers dug into his forearms, the only place she could reach as he watched his shaft penetrate her body.But she wanted more.She needed to feel him under her hands as well as deep in her core.But with every thrust, she felt him touch her soul, and that sent her body spiraling higher and higher.
Finally, she saw his jaw clench, then his thumb pressed against her nub.He circled it, slid the pad of his thumb against that bundle of nerves, then…he looked into her eyes and pinched her lightly, as his thrusts quickened into a frenzy.
Azlyn exploded, nearly blacking out as the waves of pleasure consumed her.Everything was just a rosy haze of blissful pleasure as she rolled back and forth, unconsciously pressing his finger against her nub again and again, extending her pleasure.
She was only vaguely aware of him finding his own release, then Azlyn felt him pull her into his arms.With a contented sigh, she curled into his arms, feeling his shaft soften within her, as they remained intimately connected.
Chapter 9
Zayn rolled over, draping Azlyn’s limp form over his body.He knew he should pull out.He should go to the bathroom and clean up.But right at this moment, he was too content.
No, content was the wrong word.He’d never experienced such intensity before.The orgasm he’d just experienced with Azlyn’s tight muscles clenching around him was…unreal.Had he just imagined that kind of orgasm?
Most likely.This was just a new adventure.She was a new sexual partner and…!
Azlyn was more.He couldn’t define why, but the way he needed to remain connected to her, a part of her, told Zayn that this woman was more than any of the others in his past.
He let his fingers move over her back, enjoying the soft tickles of her hair as it danced over his skin.Speaking of skin, hers was so damn soft!Everywhere he touched, she was petal-soft.Azlyn was just so damn enticing!
She lifted her head and looked down at him, propping her chin up on her stacked hands.“You okay?”he asked.
She smiled, kissing a spot on his chest.He felt his shaft twitch with the kiss and, seeing the light in her eyes sparkle, knew that she’d felt his rising flesh as well.
How the hell was he supposed to control that part of him when he was still buried hilt deep inside of her?
Azlyn grinned and his cock twitched harder.When her eyebrows lifted, he felt his erection throbbing again as it began to regain its previous glory.Damn, she probably needed time to recover.
Wasn’t that supposed to be his line?Zayn knew that he’d said as much to some of his past lovers when they’d started touching him almost immediately after a climax.Obviously, that wasn’t an issue with Azlyn.
“I feel great,” she said with a laugh, flicking her hair back over her shoulder.
He didn’t expect her to sit up, which pushed his shaft deeper still.He couldn’t stop his erection from growing, even if he wanted to.Which he didn’t.A beautiful, intelligent, compassionate woman sitting on his shaft?What the hell was a man supposed to do?
Go with it, he told himself as he stroked her satiny skin.Her waist was slender, her hips curvy.And her breasts…!They were perfect.Just a handful, but they fit into the palms of his hands perfectly.His thumbs flicked over her nipples.But her nipples deserved proper attention.All women’s breasts were beautiful.But Azlyn’s were a work of art.Even the tight nipples were perfect.He remembered the feeling of his tongue sliding over them, feeling them harden in his mouth.Sitting up, he held her in place with both hands against her back as he took a nipple into his mouth.
This wasn’t the frantic, primal need from moments before.This was slow.This was almost soothing.He teased her nipples, enjoying the way she moaned.Since they were still intimately connected, Azlyn shifted, rolling her hips slowly against his.Every gyration built their need higher, but it was slow and easy.
