“I don’t mind telling you the story, but I must warn you—it’s not a pretty one,” I caution, watching for her response.
Sitting up, she scoots closer and leans into me, resting her head against my shoulder. My body tightens slightly as I adjust to her touch.Will this ever become normal—the goosebumps of having someone touch me?
Sensing my unease, Rez starts to move away, but I rush to grab her hand, stopping her.
“Don’t. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to flinch; it wasn’t because of you. It’s just been so long since I’ve felt anything, let alone a woman’s touch,” I try to explain, horribly.
Her eyelashes flutter in confusion as she looks down at her lap. Worry lines appear between her brows for a brief moment, but she smiles to herself and her head dips as if she’s nodding to a thought before she answers me.
“Really?” Rez perks up, and a mischievous glint shines in her eyes. “How long has it been since you felt this?” she teases as she trails a feather light touch along my bicep. She giggles as my muscles ripple underneath her fingers. “Very responsive, huh? So how long?” She doesn’t wait for my reply before she crawls into my lap and straddles me, positioning her core right over my dangerous sword, which is starting to stir.
“Too long,” I manage to choke out as a flush runs through me. My heart takes off like a thousand horses, and I suddenly find it hard to swallow around the frog in my throat.
I’m almost scared to ask, but I need to distract myself from her sitting in my lap. “What about the story you wanted to hear?” I ask as I try to hold as still as I can while she wiggles, getting comfortable.
“Oh yeah! I almost forgot,” she replies in a chipper tone, and the tension releases its hold on my body.Great, now to get my mind off of my dick.“I can multitask, can you?” She gives me a smug look as she purses her lips and places my hands on top of her thighs, focusing my thoughts exactly where I was trying to avoid. The feel of her skin under my palms is silky and smooth, and she grins, arching a brow when she hears my audible gulp. “So, what’s your favorite color?” she questions while slowly drawing circles on the back of my hands, sending goosebumps up my arms.
“Blue. Specifically, bluish-gray.” My voice comes out in a husky whisper which causes her eyes to shoot up to meet mine. Her breath catches at the sight of the heat filling mine.No, this isn’t right. I shouldn’t be feeling this way towards her, should I?“Is that all you had to ask? And here I was scared you wanted to dig deeper.” I try to laugh, but a groan leaves me when she shifts.
“If bluish-gray is your favorite color then why did you pick black-and-red sweats?” she purrs, her hands slowly moving up my arms, tracing invisible patterns along the way, once more producing goosebumps in her wake.
“Well,” I practically squeak, clearing my throat before moving on, “I guess it’s a habit to represent the colors of my Lord. I—” Rez squeezes my forearm, stopping me mid sentence.
“Who’s your lord? You’ve mentioned him twice now,” Rez asks, holding my gaze.
“War. I was one of his loyal followers. His right hand man actually.”
Shock displays on her face for a brief moment, quickly replaced by desire blazing in her eyes. She continues her slow perusal up my arms, my stomach twisting into knots as heat blooms along the trail she leaves. Even though it’s such an innocent touch, electricity sparks under my skin. It’s as if she is truly waking up my body.
“Is that how you became a Door Knight?” Her voice is laced with heat, low and husky as she leans into me, running her fingers along my biceps.
“Yes. When the horsemen were tasked to protect their creations, their most loyal followers were allowed to accompany them.” My eyes close of their own accord as I shudder, remembering how my body was pulled into the dark abyss. The memory does a decent job of killing my libido.
“So, you chose to be stuck in a door?” she asks with laughter in her tone.
Rolling my eyes, I lightly squeeze her thighs, making her squeak like a chipmunk. “Eek!” She jumps, almost sliding off of me, and my rich laughter fills the room, still feeling alien to me in this form.
“No, it’s an honor to be with your Lord even in death, or whatever this is. At this moment, I would call it heaven,” I tease, giving Rez a heated smirk as I squeeze her thighs again. This time she’s ready for it and grabs my hands, sticking her tongue out at me. Seeing the playfulness pour out of her makes my heart soar, and I can’t help but smile back.
“Oh, really?” She takes the bait and leans into me once more, this time placing her hands directly on my bare shoulders, making me tremble under her touch.
“Yeah. This is the first time since I became a Door Knight I’ve been able to experience all of my senses.” I take a breath, hoping I’m not reading this wrong. “Touch—” I slide my hands slowly up and down her thighs, taking satisfaction in the feeling of goosebumps rising under my palm. “Sight. It’s amazing to take in your features and see how beautiful you are this close,” I hum, and I’m blessed with a slight blush that crawls up to her cheeks. “Smell—” I pull one of her brunette curls to my face and take in her scent. “Mmm. Peaches and a hint of Vanilla. One of my favorite scents.”
Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips before she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth again, and I really want to reach out and free it. I lightly push the piece of hair back behind her ear and my fingers linger at her jaw, fighting against the instinct to pull her closer into me. Instead, I return it back to her thigh where I dare go higher, pushing at the hem of her underwear. Rez gasps as her eyelids flutter and her fingers lightly dig into my skin.
“And hearing. Like when you take a breath…or pant,” I explain, giving her a knowing look as I tilt my lips and arch a brow. I reach behind slightly and quickly grab her ass, making her gasp again, before returning them to her upper thighs.
She returns my look with one of her own cocky ones.
“You forgot taste,” she mocks, arching an eyebrow, and raising up to her knees she runs her fingers through my damp curls, bringing her tits closer to my face. Those perfect delicacies are right there for my viewing pleasure and yet so far away. I want to lay her down and taste every inch of her, starting with these beautiful tits just a breath away from my mouth.
“Well, I haven’t gone to the kitch—” She cuts me off, fisting my hair in her hand and bringing her mouth down to my lips.
Immediately, heat rises, and my body feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a virgin, and I know how to kiss, but this feeling is completely different. All of my nerves seem to come alive as I taste Nerezza Taylor. Her minty breath rushes over me, and she guides my mouth where she wants, our tongues exploring each other as our breaths mingle. I could easily get lost and caught up in this woman. My body is on fire as she presses against my chest, a deep, longing moan sounding in my throat.
Pulling back, she gives me a self-assured smile while looking up at me from under her lashes.
“How’s that for exploring the five senses?” she purrs.
