He takes it all while holding me against him and letting me combust around his shaft in a pulse of thundering waves of a release like I’ve never felt before.
He doesn’t stop for a single second, but he does lean in closer. His lips brush over mine, and he kisses the sounds of my shuddering orgasm. He tastes it slowly with that devilish smile still taunting his lips.
When it fades away at the edges long enough for me to focus on him, he stares down on me with awed amusement shining in his pretty eyes. My body continues to work against his, but it’s still that lazy, delicious, slow movement of feeling every part of one another.
I kiss him, and he slides his tongue slowly down mine before pulling slightly back from me.
“It’s cute that you think you’re done,” he whispers sweetly.
Because then he slips away from me, settling a bit away from me between my shaking thighs and gives me another devious look that the devil himself should be fearful of.
“Get on your knees, Cersia,” he commands in that rasping, gentle tone of his.
My lips part but no words come out.
He truly never does what I expect of him.
And now is no different.
With unsteady limbs, I sit up. My legs slide beneath me, and I face him on my knees. Just as he asked. As heordered.
The smile on his lips plays with my emotions as it tilts into a slow, knowing smirk.
“Turn around,” he whispers.
My heart flutters like he just said the most romantic words I’ve ever heard. Now is not the time to tell him how sweet he is. Now is definitely not the time to act like he’s a gentleman for wanting to fuck me from behind.
But if ever a time existed, now might really be it.
“You’re so sweet,” I blurt.
His eyes close tightly, and the rumbling laugh that escapes him causes a few seconds of doubt... maybe now is not the time.
“Stop stalling and show me your ass, Cers,” he commands so fucking sweetly.
I’m nodding even as I turn and press my palms into the soft mattress.
I don’t know what it is about the short time of silence that drifts between us. The way my heart slams in my ears as I wait for him is almost a terrifying sound. The small space of distance feels monumental, and I just want his hands on my body.
I just want... I want reassurance.
For the first time in my life.
It’s just a few seconds at first. A few beats of my heart slip by as I curve my spine and linger there before him in the most vulnerable position. One beat... two... three...
He wants me.
He cares for me.
He loves me.
Right?
The bed dips beneath me, and big hands skim from the bottom of my ass all the way up to my lower back and then right back down again.
“Flawless beauty that I’ve seen a thousand times in my dreams.” Those soft-spoken words race over my flesh in a frenzy of shivers. “I’ll never know what everyone else sees. Maybe you’re truly not the most beautiful woman in all the realms.” His pause flits uncertainty through my heart. “But you’re the most beautiful woman to ever possess my mind, Cersia.”
My lips part with an unsteady breath lingering in my lungs, and that heartfelt feeling is shoved away as he thrusts in so hard, I’m jarred forward without a drop of air left in my chest.
