T’arq
She tasted like the sweetest flower wine from Taurus’ most exclusive vineyards. Like rain after a drought. Like Krystal.
She tasted like home.
Her back arched and her eyes closed as she came, her perfect mouth making gasping and her neat teeth gripping her bottom lip. He was lost.
She whimpered as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her and he knew he would never want for anyone else ever again.
His heart was heavy as he eased his fingers from her.
Don’t think about it. Just give her this. It’s all you’ve ever been able to give. Give her what you can and then let her go so she can be happy.
He pushed the thoughts aside as she released a shaky breath.
“Wow,” she said, and laughed.
“We’re not done yet,” he said as he smoothed his hands up her thighs to cup her under her ass. His fingers slid up her back underneath her tank top and pulled it over her head. Her breasts lifted and then dropped, the heavy weight of them filling his palms. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples and dipped his head to capture one between his teeth and gently nip.
“Oh!” Krystal cried out; her head thrown back.
He let go and his hands began a dance across her body, never quite touching where she really wanted, but coming oh so close. Over her hips, between her legs, over her thighs, back over her ass, between her breasts… he worked her skin until she was gasping.
“Now you can kiss me everywhere,” he said, straightening to stand in front of her.
He watched as she gathered herself, taking steady breaths and sitting up with her knees dangling over the edge of the bed, her mouth at just the right height that if he lent forward… but no. Make this last.
T’arq held his hands at his side, using all his focus to keep them from moving. He hadn’t come here to seduce her. He had come to her room to apologize and ask her forgiveness. For six hours he had paced and practiced and ran words through his head, but as soon as he’d seen her wrapped in that blanket, one shoulder peeking out? He’d been lost.
Who was he kidding? He’d been lost from the beginning.
Her hands touched his thighs, and his focus became Krystal, just her. Only her. Her hands on him, sliding with the lightest of feather touches to slide around and caress the backs of his thighs, and slide upwards over the curve of his ass. His abdomen tensed, his cock bobbing as her face moved closer. She looked up at him hesitantly from under her eyelashes and his heart pounded as if it would burst from his chest.
She was perfect.
She didn’t even realize how much of a seductress she was, all curves and biting lips and enormous eyes… and her hair that was a mass of tousled curls flowing around her head like a halo. She was stunning.
She was everything.
And then her mouth closed over him.
His hands moved on their own to fist into her hair and guide her head over his length. Little nibbles down to the base where his dick met the lightly furred skin of his sac.
She pulled away with a gasp. “You have fur?” she asked, her fingers stroking lightly over the sensitive skin.
“Hmm. What did you expect?” He was surprised he formed a sentence, the way her hands moved. Gods.
“I’m not sure. Hair maybe, but this is so silky and short and—” the gods help him, she dropped her mouth down and licked him, “—you taste slightly musky, but in a nice way.” She smiled up at him and he fought to keep his knees from buckling.
“Enough,” he barked and, hand still fisted in her hair, guided her back to the tip of his cock. She gripped it with both hands and eyed it. “I’ll be gentle. Do you trust me?”
She looked up at him and, instead of answering, smiled and licked the head, her tongue seeking the slit and probing before swirling around and her mouth closing around him.
“Hnnng.” He lost the ability to form words as he watched her take inch after inch of his cock into her mouth. When she would have taken more, he guided her away, and she moaned around him. She would be the death of him. He just knew it.
She sucked him down again, her hands working his length in slow strokes as her tongue paid homage to him. She had to stretch her lips wide to take his girth, and tears filled her eyes as he watched.
“Too much?”
