“What should you be doing in the presence of a goddess, Alex?”
He fell to his knees. “Worshipping her.”
Alex clutched at her hips as if receiving life from her body and buried his face between her thighs.
“Yes!”
His tongue flicked. His fingers explored. The steady rhythm of his head produced shudder after shudder in her. In a daze, she let her head fall back on the upholstery and her gaze landed on the curtains. Only a piece of fabric protected them from the outside world, but in that crazy moment, she dared the world to look at them.
Look at us! We’re incredible.
His hands crept up her body to twist her nipples. Even under her dress and bra, they stiffened. Her breaths started to sound ragged, echoing the equally ragged breaths coming from him.
“You taste…”Lick. Nibble. Lick. “So good.”
Dana wiggled, desperate for release.
He knew it too.
“What do you want from me, sweetheart?”
Abandonment. She wanted abandonment. “Make me come.”
It was the only thing that would numb the pain that never quite went away.
His face set in furious determination, he suckled and suckled until her body seized. As the orgasm devastated her, it washed away her earlier reticence and softened the pain.
Her mind reeled. She wasn’t sure if Alex had the power to help her feel better, but he definitely had the ability to take her out of herself.
She liked it on the outside. Nothing could hurt her out there.
It was the inner darkness that terrified her.
He licked until her body issued its last quiver and even beyond. He licked until her deflated pile of nerves pricked into awareness once again.
Looking like a vengeful god, he seemed bent on making her come again, but she wasn’t ready.
His touch had brought emotions and she didn’t want any of those. They had no place here.
Dana tugged on his shoulder. “Thank you. I’m good.”
Alex pulled away but looked at her sex with longing. “I’m not sure I am.”
She wriggled away and reached for her thong. “Could I just have a minute?”
He nodded and moved in front of her. Surprising her, he took her thong and helped her into it, easing it over her ankles. Dana stood. With Alex on his knees before her, he slid the undergarment up her legs and over her hips. He took his time, adjusting the elastic as he went, making sure it sat perfectly on her. With gentle hands, he pulled her dress down. Only then did he look up. “Does it feel okay?”
Something about seeing him like that, catering to her, made her throat itch. The little gesture of tenderness set her off balance. Her inner goddess fled, her cover blown. All that remained was Dana. Damaged and all too mortal. “Yes, thanks.”
“Can I sit with you?”
“Of course.”
They sat together and he put his arm around her shoulder. Neither of them said anything for a while.
When he did speak, his voice cracked. “I liked doing that for you.”
“It was amazing. I want to reciprocate.”
