His nostrils flared as he sucked in air. Then nodded. “Agreed. You first.”
Her hands moved of their own volition, hesitating as she apprehensively reached for the places she knew gave her pleasure. One arm stretched out and down, coming to rest across her abdomen as her fingers sought that magic place between her thighs.
The other cupped one breast. Charis had discovered her nipples to be sensitive and easily aroused, the stimulation sending little lightning bolts of dazzling pleasure to her womb. Coupled with the lightest of touches on her nether lips it was the start of a process she knew would reduce her to whimpering ecstasy.
And Sinjun was watching her every move. “Yes, my sweet. Do it. Caress those pussy lips of yours. Show me how—where—how fast—you’re aroused now, Charis. Show me how to take you higher…”
He moved slightly and leaned to one breast, sucking it as she began to roll the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger in that particular way that gave her the utmost pleasure.
His lips did it so much better. The wetness of his mouth and the heat of his tongue added extraordinary depth to the sensation and made her spread her thighs wide without any more hesitation. She was well on the road and couldn’t have stopped now if someone held a gun to her head.
As if he knew, he suckled her harder then released her to turn his head and watch her fingers, sliding and slicking through her own moisture, rubbing around the tiny place that seemed to take on a life of its own at times like these.
Charis knew her body—she’d had ample time alone to investigate these pleasures and felt no guilt about enjoying them. But being watched, sucked, caressed while she was doing it—well, that was something else entirely.
It was amazingly erotic and made herfeelso much more sensual. She was a woman sharing her body with a man, and that knowledge heightened everything a thousand times over. A personal ride to release was one thing, and very nice. This? This was exquisite ecstasy, touched by the wicked hand of things forbidden. It was outrageous, appalling, something that should never even cross the mind of a well-brought up young woman.
And Charis was relishing every minute of it.
She loosed the final chains on her sensuality, slipping down a little as her rhythm picked up and her body quickened. She moaned as the tingles began low in her spine, and whimpered at the touch of her own hand on her breast.
Sinjun had cupped the other one and was flicking his thumbnail across her nipple in perfect time with the flexing of her fingers against her pussy. It was a dual assault she was helpless to resist.
“Sinjun—” She gasped his name as her body tightened, arching over his arm like a bowstring about to explode.
“Yes, do it, Charis.Come.”
He gripped her hard as the shudders began, pulling her hand away and thrusting his in its place between her legs. His fingers stroked then penetrated her, one—then two—as his thumb played with the perfect spot to drive her insane.
The spasms began then, taking her away, rolling over her in a blissful tide of release. She could feel him inside her, his fingers moving, enhancing each and every orgasmic shudder.
She cried out, her eyes closing as her head fell back and her body shook. It was a magnificent moment of climax, a moment her body recognized as perfection. A sensual haze spread around her, claiming Charis’ body and soul in those few moments.
She trembled again as the tremors abated and Sinjun’s hand moved out of her body, then sighed and opened her eyes.
Sinjun was looking at her. “Beautiful, Charis. So beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as exquisite as your face when you come.” He held up his hand, damp with her juices, then surprised her by lifting it to his mouth and licking his fingers. “And you taste like the sweetest honey from impossibly magical bees.”
She lay exhausted in his arms, watching him, marveling at his natural sensuality and how comfortable she felt at that moment. Then a weight on her thigh reminded her of one piece of unfinished business. She tipped her head and stared at his cock. “I believe it’s your turn now?”
*~~*~~*
He was so aroused that he nearly came from looking at her gaze as it landed on his cock. She was relaxed and limp in his arms, the scent of her body a richly intoxicating fragrance surrounding them.
But he had to keep up his end of the bargain. Not that this would be a challenge, of course—he’d probably die if he didn’t. He merely nodded and reached for her hand, clasping it in his and bringing it down to his erection. “This won’t take long.”
“No?” She looked curious.
“No. Just holding you like this is a stimulation. Watching you, feeling you come—all these things have driven me to the edge.” He wrapped her fingers around his length and squeezed them tightly. “And this?” He sucked in a breath of air. “Well, this will pretty much do it.”
Charis blinked. “Oh my goodness. You’re so smooth—the way your skin moves over the hardness underneath…” Her eyes flicked to his then back to his cock. “It’s—amazing.”
“You’ve never…” He gulped as her hand found the right cadence and began stroking him on its own. “You’ve never touched a man like this?”
She shook her head. “No. My experience was…limited.”
A tight smile curved his mouth. “I’m glad.”
Intent now on her movements and the way his cock was responding, Charis didn’t answer. Which was a good thing since at that point Sinjun’s throat closed up, his balls tightened almost unbearably and he knew he was on the brink.
