Her blush deepened, but she stood on tiptoe and whispered it to him.
“Hmm. She got that from Demon. Loves his food play. Might have to try that sometime, but no. That just leaves Mouse.”
“She wanted you to recreate some scene from one of Flame’s books. That girl…” She giggled. “She reads too much.”
“When Midas was recovering, she read Flame’s books out loud to him.” Gathering all of Daleyza’s hair in his hands, he pulled it free of the ponytail and gently threaded his fingers through it, letting it fall around her shoulders. “Did you bet on me?” he whispered as his lips brushed against hers.
They traded soft kisses. Nothing long. Nothing overt. Just repeated exchanges, focusing on the ability to touch one another again. His heart felt like it was overflowing. Or maybe he hadn’t realized how empty it had been, and it was just filling.
“I don’t have to bet on you. I know exactly how you’d want to celebrate.”
His hand slid to her chest, then upward to her throat, his fingers closing around it like a collar. She gasped at the slight pressure, her pupils widening, her pulse racing beneath his touch. He backed her into the elevator, his eyes never leaving hers, not when the elevator door closed behind them, not when it began its ascent to the sixth floor, and not when it opened to let them off.
At their door, he keyed in his code, but he didn’t let go of her right away. “Inside. Bedroom. Naked. Ass up.”
Only then did he let go, giving her a gentle shove to the foyer.
She turned immediately and headed toward the bedroom, her hands already working to shed her clothes.
He shut the door firmly behind him. With care, he untied his boots, leaving them on the mat by the door. Prowling around the living area, he began to strip as he turned off lights and closed curtains. Each piece of clothing he removed was tossed to the floor. Sometimes it landed on top of an article of clothing Daleyza haddropped. Other times it draped across a piece of furniture. He liked the look of it. The mess. It was a metaphor for their lives. Sometimes they were in sync. Sometimes they weren’t. But together, it was their beautiful, tangled mess.
When he arrived in the bedroom, he was completely naked, and so was she. Poised on all fours at the edge of the bed, she waited for him. He loved this position with her. It allowed him to grip her waist and admire her hourglass shape. When she got sassy with him, it was much easier to spank her ass back into submission.
He also knew how hot it got her. He could reach deeper inside her this way, teasing all those places that made her lose her mind. Her full breasts would drag back and forth along the sheets, causing her nipples to become highly sensitized, and the waves of pleasure would travel straight to her clit, causing it to pulse in time with each thrust of his cock.
But even more than that, she loved this position because he had easier access to whichever hole he wanted to fuck.
“Belleza,” he moaned. “What you do to me.”
He came up behind her, dropped to his knees, and drove his tongue into her pussy with no warm-up. His hands reached around her thighs, his fingers pulling her lower lips apart from the front, as well as pulling back the protective hood around her clit, allowing the cool air to shock it. His tongue tapped at the bundle of nerves, then stroked flatly against it until she was whining at the sudden pleasure.
Her thighs began to tremble, signaling she was approaching a climax, so he dragged his tongue back through her folds. Upon reaching the entrance to her channel, he stiffened the muscle and drove it inside as far as he could, his lips pressed as tightly to her flesh as they could be. He sucked hard, creating a vacuum, and that’s when her trembling became shaking.
Releasing her flesh with a pop, he raised his right hand and delivered a stinging slap to her ass cheek. She gasped, then moaned as he massaged the heat he created with his palm as it spread across her skin. “You come when I say. Not before. Tell me,” he commanded.
“When you say, Fanso,” she repeated.
“Buena chica,” he praised. “Tits to the bed. Head to the side. You need to keep your balance.”
He spread her folds open again and returned to stroking her pussy with his tongue, circling around her clit, sliding between her outer and inner lips, teasing her opening, never following a set pattern. When she began to shake, he backed off. A nip
to her inner thigh. A tap to her ass cheek. Once she settled, he started all over again.
“Did you win the bet,belleza?” he taunted. “Did you tell them how much I love to eat this pussy? That I thrive on the scent of you. The taste of you. That I edge you until you break, then put you back together with my cock?”
Her only answer was a wail because he’d already driven his tongue back inside her, his fingers alternating between rubbing circles over her clit and tapping it.
When she began to whimper with need, her mouth murmuring to him in Spanish, begging to let her come, he knew she was getting close to her breaking point.
He backed off once more, but this time he dragged one hand through the wetness, a mix of his saliva and her essence sliding down her thighs, then brought it to her rear entrance. “Did you also tell them that before I fill you with my dick, I make sure that you come with my fingers in your cunt and your ass?” Back and forth, he pulled their combined fluids from her core to her back entrance.
“Yes,” she hissed.
Smack!
His hand delivered a stinging blow to her ass once again, then circled the offended area to soothe the sting. “Bad girl for sharing our secrets.” He wasn’t really mad. He knew the women shared what happened between them and their men. It actually made him happy that she’d felt comfortable enough to engage in their gossiping because Daleyza, being a cartel princess, would never have had close girlfriends. Being the only daughter, she hadn’t even had sisters toshare with. She’d been sheltered on all sides until he’d become her husband.
The hand that played between her legs became firmer. The thumb slipped inside her cunt to massage her top wall, and his fingers renewed their attack on her clit, varying his speed and pressure based on her cues. His other hand gathered some of her honey that dripped from her core, and making sure his thumb was fully slicked, he dragged it once again to her rear entrance. After circling her hole several times, he slid it in, slowly thrusting inside the tight passage.
