The kiss deepened quickly as weeks of restraint dissolved.I tangled my fingers in her hair, cradling her head as she pressed herself against me.The sensation of her body against mine for anything other than sleep after so long made my breath catch.She tasted like the wine we’d had with dinner and something sweeter and uniquely her.When she made a small sound in the back of her throat, the primal beast in me reared it the primal beast in me reared it’s head s head.
I pulled back just enough to look at her, to make sure this was what she wanted.Her eyes were dark, her lips slightly parted.I’d never seen anything more beautiful in my life.
“Kätzchen,” I murmured, tracing the curve of her lower lip with my thumb.“I don’t want to hurt you.Is it too soon to --”
She answered by taking my hand and pulling me back down to kiss me again.Then she pushed back and stood, holding out her hand to me.I took it, feeling a band around my chest loosen.I’d been afraid she might have changed her mind.Regretted her decision.
I lifted Mia into my arms, carrying her to our bedroom.We hadn’t had sex since the fire, but she’d slept in my arms every night since we’d gotten home from the hospital.
I nudged the door open with my foot, carrying her across the room where only a sliver of streetlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across our unmade bed.
“I’ve thought about this,” I admitted against her neck.“Every night with you sleeping in my arms.”
She smiled, finding the hem of my shirt and shoving it over my head.“Me too.”
We undressed each other with a strange mix of urgency and reverence.Her fingers trembled slightly as she traced the remains of my healing burns.
“Does it hurt?”she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Not anymore,” I lied.Some still stung when touched, but I didn’t care.Not now.She didn’t believe me.I could see it in her eyes.Instead of arguing, she leaned forward and pressed her lips gently to a patch of reddened skin just below my collarbone.The unexpected tenderness of the gesture caught me off guard.She moved slowly across my chest, kissing each mark the fire had left on me.When she reached a particularly angry burn on my shoulder, I felt her tears against my skin.
“Kätzchen,” I murmured, tilting her face up to mine.“Don’t cry.”I kissed her, trying to pour my feelings with my lips against hers.
“Lie back,” she whispered, placing her palm against my chest and gently pushing me toward the bed.
I obeyed, sinking onto the mattress, curious about what she had in mind.Mia stood before me, beautifully naked, her breasts perfect in the dim light filtering through the blinds.“I doubt I’ll ever tire of looking at you,Kätzchen.So verdammt schön.”
“I’m going to have to pick up a quick course in German,” she said with a chuckle.I lay before her, naked and hard.Mia sank down onto the bed beside me, trailing her hand up my thigh to my cock.“How do you say ‘yummy’ in German?”Before I could answer, she sank her mouth around my dick and sucked.
I watched her full lips stretch around me, her dark hair falling forward to frame her face.The wet heat of her mouth made me groan.I let my head fall back against the pillows as she took me deeper.Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock, tracing the sensitive ridge beneath before she hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard.
“Fuck,” I hissed, fighting the urge to thrust upward.“Kätzchen, that feels…” Words failed me as she hummed around my length, the vibration sending shock waves of pleasure through my body.I reached down to brush her hair back from her face, needing to see her.Our eyes met as she worked her mouth over me, and the sight of her looking up at me while taking my dick between those perfect, perfect lips nearly made me come.
She pulled back slightly, her hand replacing her mouth as she stroked me firmly.“I love the way you taste.”She licked the head again, catching the pearly bead of precum leaking from the tip.
“Fuck.Fuck!”I groaned, thrusting between her lips when she sank back down.
Her smile was wicked as she lowered her head again, this time using her hand in tandem with her mouth, creating a rhythm that had my thighs tensing.
I clenched my jaw and threaded my fingers deeper into her hair, not guiding her movements but needing the connection as she worked me with her mouth.When she took me deeper, I felt the back of her throat and nearly lost control.
When she opened her eyes and looked up at me through her lashes, I was done for.My orgasm hit like a freight train, powerful enough to arch my back off the bed despite the protest from my healing burns.I groaned her name as I pulsed against her tongue, my fingers tightening in her hair.
She swallowed everything I gave her, not pulling back until I was spent and oversensitive.When she finally released me with a softpop, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled up at me, looking both innocent and impossibly seductive.
“Fuck,” I breathed, reaching for her.“Come here.”I pulled her up my body until I could capture her mouth with mine, tasting myself on her tongue.“Fuck…”
I felt her smile against my lips as I rolled us over, pinning her beneath me as I deepened the kiss.Her body felt so perfect against mine, like she’d been made to fit exactly there.I trailed kisses down her neck, working my way lower, taking time to savor the taste of her skin.When I reached her breasts, I circled one nipple slowly before drawing it into my mouth, feeling it harden.She arched beneath me, her fingers tangling in my hair.
“Oktober,” she gasped as I moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention.I could feel her heart racing beneath my cheek, a frantic rhythm that matched my own.
I continued my journey down her torso.I wanted to memorize every inch of her, to know her body as well as my own.Thankfully, she seemed to be giving me more time to do exactly that.When I reached her hips, I looked up at her, watching her face as I settled between her thighs.Her eyes were heavy lidded, her lips parted in anticipation as her breath came in little gasps.I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, feeling the slight tremor that ran through her.
“Yes,” she whispered, her fingers still tangled in my hair.
I smiled against her leg before finally tasting her, running my tongue through her sweet pussy.She bucked against me, tugging me closer as she ground her pussy against my mouth to get the friction she needed.God, I loved this woman!She was fierce and brave and took what she wanted.And for some reason, when she took her pleasure from me, when she surrendered to my mouth even as she demanded more, she took my heart as well.
I couldn’t get enough of her, the way she writhed against my mouth, how her thighs trembled around my head as I licked and sucked at her clit.She clutched at my hair, pulling just enough to send sparks of pleasurable pain down my spine.When I slipped two fingers inside her, curling them to find that spot that made her gasp, she cried out again.
