“Please.” Rionan repeated, more loudly and firmly this time.
“Seeing as you asked so nicely,” Alianna smiled to herself, her eyes remaining closed. She had no time to look at him before she felt his head between her legs, his tongue moving above her fingers, mimicking the pace that she had set for herself. She groaned as she placed her other hand on the back of his head, pushing him into her, removing her fingers to give him better access. She ground her hips against him, his tongue moving over her masterfully, exploring everybit of her with long, lapping strokes. Alianna began to shudder as she moved closer and closer to the edge, his name escaping her lips, her body tensing as he drove her closer to her release. As if he sensed how close she was, he stopped abruptly.
Rionan wiped his forearm across his face, revealing a smug smile. He was looking up at her, eyes gleaming.
“Whydid you stop?” She grunted through heavy breaths.
“Probably the same reason you had me beg on the floor and then watch you put on that little display,” Rionan grinned, rising to his feet. His towel had slid off completely, and his hard cock stood before her. He stepped back as Alianna reached for him.
“I don’t think so. I think that tonight was supposed to be all aboutyou, and I am happy to oblige.”
Before Alianna could answer, he scooped her up off the armchair, carrying her towards a table and setting her down before it. He didn’t take his hands off of her, sliding them up her back and around to her breasts. He leaned into her chest and nipped at her ear as he whispered to her. “I said some things about what I wanted to do tonight. I don’t say things that I don’t mean, Alianna.”
Alianna shuddered as he licked along her neck, kissing her collar bone, his skin sparkling ethereally in the light. “But the next bit is your choice: bed, or table?”
“Table,” she replied, the word coming out quickly. Rionan laughed against her skin and spun her around in a swift movement, his hard length pressing against her backside.
“Then bend over,” he instructed. Alianna did, placing her palms flat on the table. He slid his hands down her back, over her curves, and he gently squeezed her soft rear. She felt his hard cock against her, nudging at her entrance, and she whimpered. This teasing was torturous. Rionan laughed.
“If you don’t want to be teased, then don’t teaseme. I am happy to do this for hours.”
Alianna huffed in impatience. Rionan gripped her hips, sliding in to her slowly, until every inch of him was inside her. Slowly, he started moving in and out of her, withdrawing fully before filling her again.
“Fuck,” he whispered, sticking to the torturously slow rhythm that he had set. “You will be my undoing, Alianna.”
Alianna could feel herself getting wetter with each stroke of his cock. She reached down, between her legs, circling thetight bundle of nerves with her index finger. Rionan groaned his approval and began speeding up, thrusting in to her with more intensity and desperation. “You feel incredible, like your body was made for me.”
Alianna moaned her response as he moved harder and faster, his fingers squeezing onto her hips for leverage. She could feel a light buzzing along her skin, not painful, and so sensual that she felt her eyes roll back into her head with pleasure. Without warning, her climax was upon her, her body succumbing to pleasure as she went over that edge again, and again, and again, moaning his name with each release she found.
Rionan slowed, pulling his cock all the way out of her, dipping the tip in and out so tauntingly that Alianna thought she might melt into this table from the heat pooling within her.
“I told you,” he whispered, his body hard as granite, “I could do this for hours.”
“Show off,” she replied, a small smile on her face. He laughed and removed himself from her, lifting her to the bed where they became a tangle of limbs and clashing tongues. Alianna pushed Rionan onto his back, climbing atop him.
She traced a hand over his tattoos as she straddled him.
“A Well tattoo makes more sense now,” she remarked.
He scowled. “Let’s not talk about that now.”
Rionan ran his hands up the side of her thighs, taking in her body above him. Her hair fell onto her breasts, and she stared down at him, wondering if she should switch back to the teasing she was doing earlier.
“No,” he gritted out.
“How did you know what I was thinking?”
Rionan took hold of her wrists and gently pulled her body down so that their faces were next to each other. “Because you are part of me, as I am now part of you. Our emotions, desires, and most intimate thoughts are no longer ours to keep. You have teased me enough for one night, Alianna. Doyou remember what I told you I thought about when I fantasised about you?”
Alianna cast her mind back, gulping as she realised she was most likely now in the position that he had pleasured himself to. At least, she almost was.
Alianna lifted herself up and shuffled her hips back. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, sinking lower until she was pressed against him and he filled her entirely.
The fit was so much deeper and so incredibly good.
Alianna began grinding her hips, bouncing slowly, and Rionan cursed under his breath. His eyes were on her as her breasts bounced. “You look better than I imagined you would.”
She smiled and began swirling her hips on him, a low moan escaping him. “I’m going to try not to be insulted by that.”
