I can’t.
I can’t sit here and not touch her.
Not kiss her.
Not bring her pleasure.
Not when I need this too.
Not when I need to get lost as well.
And just like that, my will snaps as my eyes fall to her beautiful body, my desire so overwhelming that I take what I want.
I place my hand on her slender shoulder and slowly slide down one side of her robe, so her shoulder is exposed and the fabric pools at her elbow. Pleased with the amount of skin at my disposal, I lower my mouth to her neck, reciprocate the kisses she was giving me, letting my teeth lead the way.
“Yes,” she gasps just as I take one of her breasts in my palm and squeeze it. My palm full, I revel in the feel of her breast, in her sexy reaction as I move my mouth to the juncture of her shoulder and bite down, causing her to cry out. Her delicate skin easily fades into a shade of red with every pass of my mouth, every nibble of my teeth. The tension in my muscles that have been bunching at the base of my neck, creating headaches and unease, dissipates with every acute moan that falls past her lips.
Pleased with her response, I lap the same spot of her neck after every time I bite down. I keep my bite marks on her neck to a minimum, not wanting to make it too hard for her to cover up tomorrow, but also making my mark, wickedly reminding her who exactly she fell in love with in the first place.
“Yes, my king,” she whispers as my mouth falls to her shoulder and my hand crawls up to her neck where I grip it possessively. I feel the gasp in her throat from the surprise of my grip, and then the sigh as I force her to move her head to the side.
“I’ve dreamed every night of possessing this beautiful neck,” I say. “Of marking it, making sure no one else thinks they have even the slightest fucking chance to be with you. Because you’re mine, Lilly. All fucking mine.”
“Yours, my king,” she says breathlessly. I drag my tongue along the column of her neck, all the way to her jaw where I pepper kisses up to her ear, keeping a strong hold on her neck the entire time. “I belong to you.”
“Don’t you fucking forget it,” I reply as my hand slides to her jaw. My thumb digs into the spot just below her ear as I tilt her head back, giving me full access to her neck. My lips suck along the column, spending my precious time maneuvering over the spots that I know will make her wetter with need. Her hands scrape along my pecs, her fingernails digging into my skin like sharp, yet pleasurable knives moving over my nipples and down to my stomach, driving up my hunger for this woman.
My lips move to just the corner of her mouth that parts open on a heavy breath. She attempts to move her head to the side, to match my lips with hers, but I grip her jaw tighter, holding her in place only to lightly lick the corner of her mouth. Her body melts into mine, her breath catching in her throat as her fingers dig deeper into my pecs.
“You want my mouth?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she answers breathlessly.
“This is all you’re getting for now,” I say as I run my tongue along her lips, but to my surprise, she pulls it into her mouth with a deep suck. All I can imagine is replacing my tongue with my cock.
I growl under my breath and remove my tongue before I tip her back on the bed. Her robe fans open, exposing her pink nipples begging to be sucked and the flush of her skin from my roaming hands and mouth. I lean over her, one hand on either side of her head as I bow forward to press the lightest of kisses on her cheek.
Her hand slides between us, and she cups me. I almost pull away for a second, but when she grips me tighter, a long hiss escapes my lips, and I let her play with me for a moment.
“You’re huge,” she says as her palm runs the length of my erection. “God, I miss your cock so much.” She slips her hand past my waistband and cups my balls lightly before dragging her hand all the way up my length, sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine.
“That’s enough,” I say, feeling my body grow far too excited.
“But I want this cock,” she says. “I want it inside me. I want it dragging over my skin. I want it on my face, in my mouth, coming all over me. I’ve never wanted something so bad in my life.” The whole time she’s confessing this, she’s rubbing up and down my length. My stomach hollows out from the feeling, my pelvis slightly thrusting with her touch. That’s how desperate I am. That’s how much I want it too.
Fuck.
It feels too good.
So good that I let her stroke me a few more times, my balls enjoying every pass of her fingers, my body breaking out in a light sheen of sweat from the touch. It’s been so goddamn long that I could get off just like this, her hand down my briefs, my pelvis slightly thrusting.
My teeth roll over my bottom lip, and just as my pleasure spikes, I dig my hands into the mattress and say, “Hands behind your back.” A confused look passes over her eyes. “Now,” I demand.
She removes her hand from my briefs, and I help her lift from the mattress by looping my hand around her back. After she places her hands behind her, I lay her back down on the bed carefully. In this position, her tits are more pronounced, her nipples pointed straight up into the air. She has zero control over the position, which is exactly what both of us want.
I back off the bed and keep my eyes on her as I lower my shorts and briefs to the floor. My erection springs forward, and her expression morphs from happy to hungry as she takes in my length. The same feeling passes over me as I take in her submissive body, ready for my next command.
I bring my hand to her mouth and say, “Lick it.”
