Page 77 of Tainted Gifts
At least they made it to the bedroom. They made sure to rough up the living room and kitchen area before getting there though.
"We should wait outside," he grumbles, clearly not enjoying the two girls getting dirty.
That surprises me.
"It's just awkward," he says with a shrug. "Simone's like your sister, therefore, it's weird."
I laugh, pushing him down to the couch.
"I'm used to hearing Simone be crazy. I lived with her for a few centuries until she went to Hershian."
I sit down on his lap, straddling him as intimately as I can while bringing my lips to his. My short skirt slides up as I start unbuckling his pants, and he groans into my mouth.
"Aria, it hasn't been forty-eight hours yet."
"I just won't have an orgasm," I murmur against his lips before pulling back. "Just let me feel you inside me for a second."
His eyes darken, his body begging him to oblige. He lets me finish unbuckling his pants, and then I stare into his eyes as he slides my underwear off, pushing them into his pocket before jerking me to him hungrily, owning me with his greedy lips.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," he gripes in a comically frustrated outburst. "I can't. If I start, I won't stop and you know it. And you're sure as hell not going to be the one to stop it. You know that too."
He's right.
I pout lightly, and then I given him a vixen's wink as I climb out of his lap.
"Well, there is a rule that I can't have an orgasm," I murmur, lowering myself to the ground between his legs. "But there's not one saying you can't."
His breath hitches as I take him into my mouth, and his hands tangle in my hair as his head drops back, finding it to be the relief he needs.
"This isn't very fair to you," he murmurs, half-heartedly objecting, but not really wanting me to stop.
I dare not pull away from him when he releases a strangled moan, gripping me tighter as my lips slide with a balanced rhythm.
You can pay me back later.
With that, he starts tugging me harder, making my rhythm quicken as all the sexy sounds in the world slip through his lips. I slide his pants just a little lower, giving myself the ability to take him in fully, and his sounds grow all the more carnal, making me worry that alone might be my undoing.
He grips me tighter, and my hands slide down to press against his hips keeping him from rushing the finale. My tongue dances in swirls, and he squirms in response, making me feel powerful, wanted, desired.
"Damn, I love you," he breathes, his eyes rolling back in his head as he tenses beneath me.
I want to smile, but I refrain, trying to keep my sexy persona in check as I own him. I watch him as his eyes come back to meet mine, and an unspoken connection burns deep as his eyes shift to be mismatched.
I feel a low, rumbling power ruling me in that instant, and I've never wanted anything as much as I want him right now. It affects him too, and I can feel it, feel the ruling and combining power that mingles between us as I take him deeper, bringing my lips to meet his base.
That's the first time I've seen his eyes as they truly are, and it's so fucking hot. It's almost more than I can bear, but then I feel him lose his own control, his heartbeat racing as he explodes into my mouth, exhaling my name in a breathy prayer.
I smirk as I draw back, swallowing his sex and candy, and he pulls me to him crushing his lips to mine as a reward for my dirty little treat. The carnal sounds coming from the back room make us both laugh lightly, and we're forced to break apart from the kiss.
"I'll definitely pay you back," he murmurs, a little breathless with praise in his tone.
I smile before kissing the side of his neck and curling into his arms.
"I like the real you," I murmur softly, pulling back to look into his still mismatched eyes, feeling my soul reaching for his.
He smiles bashfully, kissing my forehead immediately after.
"I'm glad to hear that. I was worried I'd freak you out and scare you off again when I told you the truth."
