In a blink, his spots faded, and Lucian returned.
“You feel so good,” he groaned while watching my lips.
Does he want to kiss me?Do I want him to?
I knew what that tongue could do, but a kiss would turn this into something romantic.I pulled my knees toward my chest so I could feel him even deeper.
“Right there,” I whispered.
He pumped harder, edging me closer to my release.It was wild and hard, and my heart slammed against my chest as I came.The rush detonated me.I wrapped my legs around him until he wrung out every last pulse of pleasure from me.
Heart racing, out of breath, I waited for him to finish as my legs went limp.I squeezed and played with my nipples to help him along.
Is this guy for real?
Sometimes I had to sleep with a man several times before my body would orgasm.Other times, it never happened.
Lucian kept going, but something flickered in his eyes that suggested his mind was suddenly elsewhere.
I cradled his neck with my free hand when I saw him struggling.“Baby, don’t work so hard.”
He pulled out and then sat on the edge of the bed with his right arm crossed over his lap.
I leaned up.“What’s wrong?”
“You keep staring.It makes me self-conscious, and I feel like I need to hurry up and finish.”
At least he’s honest.
Kissing his arm, I peered up at him.“It’s not a race.Take as long as you like.”
He moved his T-shirt up his arm and then put it on.“It’s not that.You’re just too fucking pretty.”
Life had really done a number on him.How many Chitahs had rejected him because of his average stature and dark hair?I couldn’t imagine how that must have seeped into his self-image.His guarded nature made more sense.
I sat up and kissed his shoulder.“You’re the most beautiful man, Lucian Cross.Sexy black hair, pretty eyes…” I kissed his nape until he groaned.“Intelligent, strong…” I ran my hand up the back of his shirt.“And you know exactly what to do with that weapon between your legs.Don’t you?”
When I saw his cock twitch, I stood up and put my tits right in his face.He greedily sucked on one and palmed the other.
Knowing he might get in his head again, I turned off the light.“Let me take care of you.”Then I reached down and stroked the smooth head of his shaft.
He released a shaky breath and panted as I worked him over good.
“Turn around,” he whispered.
The chain was cold against my belly when I turned my back to him.Lucian put his knees together so I could straddle him, then guided the tip in before I sat down and tightened my inner walls.
“Is this what you want?”I rocked up and down, getting a feel for his length.
He wrapped his right arm around me, the cuff pressing against my belly.
I rode him faster until my rhythm made him groan and gasp.
Lucian pinched my nipple, the sensation heightening my arousal all over again.
My feral moan stretched out, and that set him off.
When I picked up the pace, he squeezed my inner thigh.
