His desire sends a spike of lust between my legs. Unable to wait any longer, I start to stand until he shakes his head no.
“Not yet.” Kneeling before me, he spreads my legs and nibbles my inner thighs.
More soap and more lather later, I lean back on the tiles. The terry cloth brushes across my clit, and the simmering fire in my soul bursts into flames.
“Bed. Now.” My big toe slides over his bulging length in the hopes I can convince him.
Panting, I reach around his neck so he can carry me to the mattress and douse the raging inferno he ignited. No such luck. The washcloth descends past my knee and my calf to my damaged ankle.
“Lift your foot, babe.” As he attends to my cuts and bruises, my sex swells.
“Please. No more. I swear to God, I’m about to implode.” Ignoring my pleas, he washes between my toes, presses his thumbs into my arches, and the delight sends my clit closer to heaven.
Is death by foreplay even a thing?
After he’s addressed my other foot, I figure turnabout is fair. “Kneel here so I can clean you as well.”
Shampoo in hand, I scrub his silvery black head and his thick beard.
“Rinse.” Once he ducks under the water, I wash the rest of him, taking care not to rub too hard on the many bruises.
Reminded of what he went through, a pang of guilt strikes my chest. Forehead to his, I capture his gaze.
“Listen to me, I am so, so sorry my plan was flawed. The next time, I promise to be much smarter.”
“Ledbetter would never have stopped coming for you. If you hadn’t gone with him willingly, he would have taken you by force. You did the right thing for us and our country, and I could not be any prouder of you.”
Having expected a fierce chastisement, I fall more deeply in love. “Bed now?”
“Babe.” The room swirls as he lifts me by the waist and places me on the mattress.
“I’m still wet.”
“The better to slide inside you, my dear.” He licks my nub, already slick from our watery shower-play.
Sensitive and ready, I blast off at the next swipe of his tongue. “Oh God.”
The muscled warrior climbs up my body, throws my legs over his shoulders, and as our cores connect, my orgasm reignites.
Groaning, I clutch his glutes and dig in my nails. “Faster, harder. Go.”
Our life-affirming sex is like no other. Fierce and frantic, we slam into each other. While I climb to another high, he reaches between us.
Shaking and panting, he strokes my nub. The whole embassy probably hears me shout. “Axel!”
“Babe!”
His final thrust sends us to oblivion.
Chapter 31
“When you have been a wolf, it is very difficult to be tied to a tree like a lamb.” ~Unknown
Gwen
When my soul reenters my body, I open my eyes. My cherished lover, friend, and protector stares at me with so much caring, my heart overflows.
“They’re going to want us back soon.” As he speaks, someone taps on the door.
