When she objected, coming up on her elbows, her tits in his face, he bit his lips, eyes glittering with lust. ‘Fine, I might buy you an entire wardrobe to make up, that’s about it, and only if you ride me hard and work those hips.’
‘Damn you, warrior-god.’
She gasped as the cold stone met the heat of her pussy lips, her breath hitching as he used the gem to map every inch of her body.
Her nipples hardened, and her skin pebbled with desire and need as the cool pressure of the diamond ignited her, before he lowered his mouth to hers.
She wrapped her legs over his midsection, one arm around his shoulders.
Her other hand went to his crotch, freeing his obsidian-tipped cock from his pants.
She’d scarcely gripped his throbbing shaft when he thrust forward in, groaning as his length sank into the heated suck of her pussy.
Sheba mewled, canting her pelvis higher as he filled her to the hilt.
‘So freakin’ good,’ Sheba gasped.
She swung her ankles back to hitch her calves on his outer thighs to find purchase and rode him as Idanfokkedher deeper into the cushioning below them.
‘Flip over,’ he grunted into her ear.
His hands went to her ass, squeezing it, before he knifed up, twisted, and brought her above him, straddling him.
This only served to push him even further into her, and she cried out, throwing her curls back, eyes closed as pleasure mounted.
‘Eyessalkia,’ he growled.
She gave them to him, bending so their noses almost touched, their gazes locked in.
‘Mouth,’ he commanded.
She obeyed as their kisses melded, and his pelvis kept working, gripping her backside to ensure maximum friction, his phallus arching into her like a thick pulsing lightning rod.
Huffing, puffing, and mewling into his parted lips, Sheba lost herself in Idan, waist swirling as his ragged inhales drove her wild.
She sank her hands into his hair, undoing the twist in his hair to free his locks.
Bucking and twisting on his driving penis as hefokkedher to oblivion.
Her bliss hit her with the force of a maglev train, surging and washing over in waves, and she fell into his chest, writhing through an incandescence of ecstasy.
Idan growled at how Sheba’s body shuddered in his arms.
‘Come for mesalkia.Fokk, I love how your pussy spasms over my cock.’
His hips thrust accelerated, his shaft diving higher, deeper, and harder into her as she panted through her rapture.
With a long growl, he bucked one final time, then collapsed onto the bed, his torso heaving.
‘I love you so much, Sheba Munene.’
‘I love you more, Simi’Ren Idan Caliostheles, myuso’m.’
Sheba locked her thighs around him, unwilling to let go, head buried in his nape, hands stroking his hair, breathing in his sensual, heated flesh.
In that moment, a rush of emotion and a surge of realization hit her, one so profound that her soul soared and her mind whirled.
Idan was her Singularity.
