Now, as I lifted my head, breaking the kiss to stare down at her swollen lips and trembling body, I was glad I’d waited. Impatient to see my desire reflected in her eyes, I slipped off the blindfold. She blinked a few times then smiled. Rolling off her, I stood, grinning when disappointment dragged that smile off her face. Her eyes dimmed like a flame being suffocated until it went out. “Only the beginning, princess.” I unbuttoned and slid off my vest.
The corner of her mouth twitched. A half-smile. Her eyes following my movements. Grasping her ankles, I pulled her to the edge of the bed and knelt between her open legs. She pushed up onto her elbows, her eyes on me, curiosity mixed with anticipation shrouded those brilliant sapphires. With one push of my hand, I spread her legs farther apart, baring her pussy. Pink, sweet and drenched, begging for my cock. A Goddamn beauty. Glistening. Pleading for me to taste her.
“I’m going to fuck you with my mouth, Sia. Would you like that?” She lifted her hips in answer. “I want to hear you come, Princess. Can you do that?” She tilted her head and licked her lips. “I want you to give me all of you.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, her grin cheeky. My cock twitched, my pulse ready to shatter. I caressed her legs, letting just my fingertips skim lazy circles from her ankles, along her calves to her thighs until her chest expanded in deep inhales and her legs shook. Her head dropped back to the bed, her fists clenched and unclenched as though impatient.
I smiled. Intent on teasing her, I replaced my fingers with my lips, planting open-mouthed kisses along the inside of her thighs, closer and closer to her dripping pussy. She whimpered as I sucked on the tender skin beside the apex of her thighs.
“Prince.” Her voice was breathless, needy, desperate. “Please.”
“Please what?” I blew air over her wet opening, and her hips lurched up, hoping to connect with my mouth.
“Touch me.”
“Where do you want me to touch you, Sia?” I nipped her inner thigh close to her pussy, and her body jerked.
She picked her head up to look at me. Eyes hungry with need stared down at me. Tilting my head to one side, I waited to hear her response. My eyes challenging her to show me exactly what she wanted.
“I want your mouth on my pussy,” she whispered. The telltale blush made me smile.
Leaning forward, I thrust my tongue out, burrowing as deep in her tight pussy as I could, fucking her with quick, short strokes.
Her hips bucked. “Oh, God, Prince,” she breathed. It was the last intelligent sound she made.
My name on her lips flamed my arousal. As greed spun its way around my body, I ate her like a man possessed. I sucked her clit into my mouth, biting down before soothing it with slow licks. I’d been hard since the day I met her, and the idea I was finally going to take her, make her mine, speared the hungry ache in my balls. When we met, I was afraid she’d reject me. Our ages weren’t exactly compatible. Now, watching her respond to me, so openly, without restraint, I was worried I might overpower her resolve, taking what I needed without giving her enough.
I parted her with my fingers, my tongue continuing its assault on the bundle of nerves. Licking. Sucking. Biting. Her breathing sped up, tight little pants of pleasure. I pushed a finger inside her, and she cried out, fisting her hands in my hair. Her whimpers resonated like desperate pleas making me smile. I probed my tongue deeper, adding another finger. Her whole body tightened, and her lips parted in a gasping cry as her pussy spasmed against my mouth. I circled her clit, helping her ride the wave of her orgasm. Her hips rocked relentlessly against my mouth. I sucked and swallowed everything she had to give, my mouth bursting with the pleasure of her sweet taste.
When she finally came down from her high, and her body quivered between spasmodic jerks, I kissed my way up her body, tasting her, my fingers trailing in its wake. Up her leg, over the curve of her hip bone, and stopping at her stomach, I rolled my tongue around her belly button, teasing the indention. She shuddered, her fingers twisting the sheets on either side of her body. While supporting myself with one hand, I caressed her cheek and jaw with the other. I leaned down, devouring her sultry moans in an aggressive kiss, letting her feel my need. Her hands clutched my waist, her nails biting into my skin, she kissed me back, her seductive whimpers begging for more. Breaking the kiss, I traced the shape of her bra, keeping my finger off her skin. She arched up, pushing her taut nipples against the material, wanting me to touch. Smiling at her greed, I slipped my hand under her body, releasing the clasp. My eyes never leaving hers, I gradually eased the fabric away to expose her mouthwatering flesh. Her chest expanded on a breathless exhale as my eyes consumed her beauty.
“Jesus, you’re perfection.” Her cheeks flushed an adorable pink. “I can’t wait to bury myself inside you.” Her blush darkened, and I battled to think past my raging hard-on. I nuzzled her neck, inhaling on a ragged breath, pulling her scent deep into my lungs. She smelled like vanilla and almonds. My tongue traced a lazy path along the swell of first one breast then the other before moving up to outline her nipple. Her smooth skin burst into a thousand goosebumps. Still, I didn’t take the hardened bud into my mouth and smiled when she arched up again, pursuing my mouth.
“Please, Prince,” her plea bordered on irritation.
Chuckling, I pulled back a little. “I could listen to your sweet voice, beg me all night.” Her eyes narrowed, and I laughed harder. “What do you want, Sia?”
“Stop teasing me,” she complained.
I leaned closer, nipping her bottom lip. “Cheeky, aren’t you?” I dropped to the bed beside her, not missing her frustrated moan, and leaned on an elbow. I moved her body to lay on her side, with her back against my chest. “Kiss me, Sia.” She turned her head up to me, opening her mouth on a groan, pressing her tongue against mine, and pushing her body into me. I felt every inch of her. Her heat soaked through my clothes, taunting my body with its sensual dance. As my lips locked with hers, my tongue searing her moans, I let my fingers draw languid circles from her shoulder, over one dark brown nipple, teasing and pinching the bud until it jutted out. Erect and beautiful, then over her stomach and further down to cup her pussy. She shuddered against my touch. My index finger slid inside her heat, and she shook with a husky groan. I rolled the thumb over her clit, and her hips jerked, ripping her mouth from mine.
“No,” she cried out.
“No, what?” I teased the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“I can’t come again,” she panted, yet her hips danced, rolling and lurching, to the beat of my fingers on her clit.
“Yes, you can. All, remember, Sia?” I nipped her shoulder. My fingers bit into her other shoulder, holding her in place. I added more pressure to her clit. Her shiver grew stronger. Lifting slightly, I leaned over and gripped her nipple between my teeth, biting down. That took her over the edge.
She cried out as an orgasm tore through her body. “Oh, God,” she choked on the word. She was still shaking when the chime of a bell filled the apartment.
“You okay?” I asked. When she nodded, I released my hold on her and dropped a light kiss to her lips. The bell sounded once more. While I was desperate to fuck her, I knew she’d want what was on the other side of that door. “I’ll be right back, okay?” She nodded. I stood and left the room.
A couple of minutes later, when I returned, my steps slowed as I entered the room, frozen by the vision of loveliness entrancing my senses—a picture I’d forever revere. Sia stood at the window, staring out. Her body covered in the black satin sheet she clutched to her chest. She looked like a princess in a cloak with a flowing trail behind her, and her hair pulled to the side.
“Beautiful,” I whispered. She glanced at me over her shoulder. Whatever went on behind those huge blue eyes, I wanted in. “Drop it, Sia.”
She obeyed without turning and let the sheet fall to the floor. My eyes roamed over her naked body, clad only in white heels and her sensual beauty, worshipping every flexure, outline, and twitch. Fuck, I wanted her on my cock, giving herself to me without censure, crying out my name. My steps slow, I approached her, holding her gaze with a gentle smile. A mixture of curiosity, desire, and uncertainty darkened those blue orbs. When I pressed my chest to her back, her breath hitched.
“Turn around, Princess.” With her eyes downcast, she did. I slid a finger under her chin and lifted, forcing her eyes to meet mine. Hers were hooded and glazed with pleasure. “Undress me.” Rolling the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip, she undid my buttons. Her trembling fingers made me smile. “Are you nervous?” She shook her head. “Do you want me to stop?”
