“Okay.” That was all the encouragement Evan needed to disrobe her.
“Come in.” He coaxed as he took her hands. He took steps backwards, guiding her into his room. Seraphina remained quiet as she allowed him to guide her. Once he was within range of the bed, he repositioned them, so she stood in front of the bed. “This is where you tell me you are on board with a change of plans, Sweet Girl.”
“I…” Seraphina let out a fortifying breath. “Yes.” That was the sweetest thing he’d heard, and his body responded immediately. Evan could feel himself hardening.
“Excellent. Lay down for me.” He instructed. How he kept the glee from his voice was a mystery.
“I’m on the bed,” Seraphina advised.
“But are you lying down like I asked?” The need to be in control was present. Evan had wondered if it would return with one sense missing. It was a good feeling, knowing he remained who he always was. He demanded control, but it was so he could dispense pleasure. There was nothing headier than having your partner find pleasure by your hands, tongue, and cock.
“I am now.” It sounded more like she was complying as she spoke. In this case, it was a minor infraction that he was willing to overlook, for now. This was their opportunity to bond with one another. If the first time they were intimate was just two people connecting, then they had a chance for a relationship not solely defined by a Dom-Sub dynamic.
“We can just get to know a little of what we like if you are okay with that.” He reached out and stroked her leg. The silky smoothness was something he couldn’t quite get used to.
“Yes. I’d like that.” She replied.
“I want to learn what makes you feel good. In order to satisfy you, I will need you to be vocal and fill me in on what I cannot see.” Evan’s strokes inched up, stopping at her upper thigh. God, he wanted to taste her.
“I can try.”
“That’s all I ask. Open for me, Sweet Girl.” He squeezed her thigh in encouragement. She parted her thighs slowly. Her actions felt torturous to him. He kneeled between her thighs and the heady scent of her arousal immediately greeted him. Evan’s touch was firm and gentle as he came in contact with the fine, soft hair covering her mound. He nodded and smiled. Her form had indicated that she normally waxed herself bare, while his form listed a strong aversion to bare pussies. It seemed in the weeks since she sent him the form, she’d made a change. Evan voiced his appreciation. “You did well, Sweet Girl.”
“Thank you,” her voice was breathy. His touch migrated to her folds.
Evan’s knuckles brushed her folds, and traces of her essence marked him. He brought his knuckles to his mouth and rubbed her essence over his lips. It remained there for a moment before his tongue peeked out and swiped the sweet ambrosia. He was eager to taste it from the source. By positioning himself this way, he only had to stick his tongue out to taste her.
The broad side of his tongue swiped her slit. He wasn’t sure what was more exhilarating, the actual taste of her or, knowing that he was right, that she tasted like heaven. It wasn’t a decision he was focused on making right away. His hand gripped her hips as he drew her closer to him and buried his head between her thighs. The need for more fuelled him as his tongue slipped between her folds, capturing the taste of her. The sounds of their pleasure mingled in harmonious moans, as well as the lapping of his tongue. God, he was hard. Just the taste of her had him leaking.
Holding onto her hips, he was grateful he could still visualize her. Seraphina’s ample curves and full figure captured his attention even while he grappled with losing his vision. Her dark umber skin tone was warm, rich, and alluring. Everything about her was irresistible, especially her face. With her huge, round dark eyes, which sucked him in. To her Nubian nose, and full, pouty lips. He clung to every detail about her. Now he could combine his memories with the feel of her. Evan loosened his grip on her hips and caressed her tenderly. His touch travelled upward until he reached her full, heavy globes.
Both his tongue and thumb worked to pleasure Seraphina, and she was vocal in her encouragement. “Yes, just like that. Please don’t stop.” She lifted her hips as his tongue flicked her clit repeatedly. Her arousal became more pronounced as he tweaked her plump, tight nipples. As he attempted to make her come, his senses overwhelmed him. Everything from her fruity, tangy scent and taste to the silky feel of her now protruding bud against his tongue.
“I’m so close,” she whimpered as Evan suckled her clit into his mouth.
Seraphina’s breathing became ragged as her climax neared. Her thighs trembled before they shut around his head. Her fresh moisture bathed his chin. He released her clit and feverishly lapped at her entrance. Only stopping when her thighs fell open.
“So good,” Seraphine murmured. Knowing he brought her pleasure made him eager to slip into her warmth. If not for his need to feel her wrap around him, Evan would have continued sampling her sweetness. With a last swipe, he repositioned himself so he could kiss her. Seraphina welcomed his kiss. It was such a turn-on that she didn’t shy away from her taste. Her touch was tentative as she stroked his shoulder. From her, it was one of the most sensual things he had ever felt.
They had discussed protection through their correspondence. The two shared their medical results, but she wasn't using a contraceptive method. The decision was made to use protection for all encounters. Being so close to her like this made him regret his decision. In the end, it didn’t matter as long as he could be with her.
As Evan ended the kiss, he asked her to retrieve protection. “The condoms are on the bedside. Please grab one.” He knew he failed at keeping the eagerness out of his tone. He worked his joggers off as he heard her move to grab the golden wrapper.
“Would you like me to put it on?”
“No…” Evan reached for the foil, and she placed it in his hands. “…but you can make yourself more comfortable, remove your robe and come join me.”
ChapterSeven
SERAPHINA
When she came back to Evan’s room, she hadn’t expected things to become physical. Now watching him roll protection on his very impressive cock, she couldn’t think of a reason to object. Hell, she hadn’t an opposition moments ago when he had effortlessly caused her to come. It had felt like pleasure detonated in her stomach and spread throughout her body. She was still feeling the exhilaration buzzing through her system.
“You haven’t joined me yet.” He issued a statement. It impressed her the way he had become accustomed to using his other senses. Seraphina had certainly reaped the benefits of his mastery.
She joined him on the bed. The slight callousness of his hands surprised her. He didn’t do manual labour. Yet, as he ran his hands along her skin, she felt it.
“Lay back.” His command was urgent. Seraphina loved the way her body responded to it. There was something to be said for a high thread count. It made her feel like she was lying on silky soft clouds. It was nothing compared to feeling the weight of all that muscle coming to rest on top of her.
