“So are you,” I reply before letting go to back up a few steps, my eyes locked on his.
I lower myself to the soft patch of grass that tickles my skin as I lie down. My legs rub against each other, my fingers and ribbons trailing up my naked torso to tease at my nipples. They harden beneath the touch and the air, and Slade watches me like he’s starving, his aura thickening as much as his cock.
I crook my finger in invitation, and he comes down over me, our bodies meeting, skin pressing. Hands and ribbons drag over his back and ass, while his mouth comes down to nip at my lips.
His fingers slide down to stroke between my legs and make me gasp. An appreciative groan escapes him. “Already wet. Already wanting.”
“I always want you.”
He hums and his touch grazes over my clit. He starts stroking me there, circling, pressing with just the right amount of pressure, not letting up. My nerves start to tighten, my body even more heated than before.
The sweet scent of Annwyn mixes with our own heady mix of arousal, feeding into my need. I tremble, not from the cool night air, but from him. From our bond that keeps us coiled and tied, so wrapped up in one another that our desire flows back and forth.
Slade continues to stroke me, making me writhe on the grass, while my body gushes with slick like it’s salivating for him. Demanding him.
My pussy tightens as he slides two fingers inside of me, dragging in and out, spreading my wetness. “I don’t want to come unless you’re inside me,” I pant out.
I reach down and grip him again, stroking him up and down, feeling every inch as I watch his face, watch him react to my touch.
His fingers keep playing, keep making me climb higher with need. “Slade…” I beg.
He curses beneath his breath. “Fuck, I love when you say my name like that.”
“I want you inside of me. I need it.”
He pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, licking off my arousal as he watches me with his glinting gaze. “Delicious,” he purrs, making me tighten all over.
His mouth comes down and presses a kiss against my jaw. Teeth dragging over to place another one at my mouth. Ourtongues tangle as tightly as our souls are bound, and we kiss with the fervor of our devotion for each other.
“You want me to make love to you?” he says quietly against my ear before his tongue darts out, licking over my pulse. “You want me to take you right here, under the stars?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
He braces his arms over me, legs bracketing mine, and then slowly feeds his cock into me. My back arches, eyes closing as I revel in the feel of him stretching me.
“Goddess…”
“Look at us,” he says.
I peel my eyes open, gaze darting down to where he watches his dick slide in and out of me with a languid stroke. I can see the slight sheen of my wetness coating him, can see how my pussy stretches around his thick shaft. The erotic sight makes my stomach tighten and my skin tingle.
His fingers slip between my legs once more, stirring my desire. I gasp up at the night sky, eyes full of starlight as my own orgasm bursts through me.
“Your perfect pussy is gushing around my cock,” he praises in a guttural tone that only excites me more. “Trying to milk me until I come deep inside you. Trying to squeeze me so…fucking…tight.” The last words are gritted out as the last waves of my orgasm fade.
He leans over me, feeding my breasts into his waiting mouth, making me whimper as his hot tongue flicks and drags. He feasts, sucking and nipping and licking, while he tilts up my hips and drags in and out of me.
But his slow movements are driving me wild.
I brace my ribbons behind me and sit up, pushing him down so I’m on top. Then I start fucking him, moving over his length as hard and fast as I want.
He groans, his hands sliding down to my ass, fingers digging in as he helps lift me up and down. “Look at you, fucking yourself over me,” he growls. “Bouncing on my cock, wanting more.”
“Yes,more,” I moan greedily.
I grind and sway, chills scattering over my skin as he strokes me. My ribbons run down his arms and torso, touching him all over.
And still, I say, “More.”
