But not before my affai found satisfaction.
I removed my fingers from her body and replaced them with my tongue and a jolt of heat into her sex and was rewarded with a high, keening cry.
“Darius,” she breathed, “I swear I’m going to kill you if you make me come without you.”
I glanced up from between her legs, seeing her heaving breasts and flushed face, and knew I’d never seen a more sensual woman in my life.
“Yes, affai, as you command,” I said, my voice thick.
I crawled over her and rested the head of my cock between her soft, white thighs.Teasing us both, I slid through her cream without penetrating, the feel of her a welcome tease.
I groaned at the exquisite sensation.
Now, Darius,she ordered, mind-to-mind, and the link between connected us body and soul.
I thrust true, all of me gliding into her as she clamped down on me, coming immediately.
The sensation on my stimulated shaft bordered on pain.I couldn’t help moving, pushing in and out, until I was lost to everything but her.Stars fired behind my eyes.I pounded into her, encouraged by her cries for more as she continued to come.
I rode her with a desperation born of worry, love, and need.
My orgasm crested over me in a burn of ecstasy as I shuddered and cried her name, overcome and lost in love.
When finally I caught my breath, I felt her push my hair out of my eyes.I blinked down at her, coming down from an out-of-body experience.
She watched me with clear satisfaction, and if I wasn’t mistaken, a warm wash of tenderness.Her smile widened.“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.People will talk.”
It took me a moment, but I started laughing and couldn’t stop.I laughed so hard I cried, and my mirth caused me to physically withdraw.Which was the only thing sobering me up.
“Uh-oh.”She grimaced.“You made a real mess.”
“You have an odd sense of humor,” I complimented, pleased when she blushed a pretty pink.“One I like.”
“I need one to deal with you.”She traced my lips with a finger, gasping when I sucked on the digit and nipped before letting go.
* * *
Samantha
Ifound my eyes closing, the feel of Darius’s warm mouth around my finger as erotic as his mouth over my clit.Impossible, but there it was.I’d become a walking hormone around him—or under him—as the situation now dictated.Should I feel bad that I had no control around him?Frankly, at this point, I didn’t much care.
“You know you love me,” he said with firm quiet, his red-eyed gaze focused on my face.“Why not admit it?”
“And you love me,” I gave right back.“Why don’tyouadmit it?”
I waited for him to deny it, to frown and dismiss me as an irrationally emotional human.
Instead, he nuzzled my cheek with his nose and looked back at me, his lips curled into a contented smile.“As you command, affai.I love you.”
I could only stare, stupefied.Then a thought hit me, and I glared at him.“You’d better not be playing with me.”Not about this.
His lips were still curved in a half grin, but his eyes remained unblinking on me.“I would never make light of such a serious topic.”
“Well, uh, okay then.”Should I tell him the truth of my feelings?That even the thought of living without him destroyed me?I wanted to…but I didn’t want to add more to his princely ego.
He shook his head.“Tsk, tsk, Samantha.I tell you what you want to hear, yet you think to deny me the same assurance.”
Ah, affai.Your love grounds me.I would never seek to destroy you.
