Page 129 of Heart of Dawn
Cue the smoldering gaze raking up and down my body.
I lay on my back on the silky, teal sheets, him on his knees. To be naked like this, alone, just us and our desires, meant more than anything. I wanted to pinch myself every day, a part of me always prepared to wake up in some grim corner of the apocalypse alone, with Dawn still around, the shuffling of zombies close by.
Ah, apocalypse memories. You had to, well, hate them.
Miko lifted my legs, positioning himself to kiss my inner thighs. He chased the nightmares away, always bringing me back to a sunshine reality.
“That tickles,” I said, loving every minute.
He kissed his way to my cock, taking me into his mouth upon arrival, sucking me, swirling his tongue.
Call me the most willing lollipop in existence.
He moaned against me, pausing to lick an orb of precum from my tip. I clawed at the sheets, already close to climax, the silk against my skin heightening the sensation.
Miko stopped moments before the point of no return. “Not yet.”
“Meanie…”
He winked, opening the bottle of lube. He poured it over his fingers, slowly slicking me up.
Two fingers to tease. Two fingers to strike my sweet spot.
“I’ll cum…” I breathed.
He took hold of my cock, working it with his callused hand, fingering me harder and harder and harder until I released all over my stomach and chest.
“Stars!” I cried, the onslaught relentless.
Miko sucked me again, quickly turning his attention to the rest of my cum. He lapped it greedily until no trace remained.
“Delicious,” he said, licking his lips.
Seeing as we’d both climaxed, we should be spent and happy.
On the contrary. We were making up for lost time, enjoying this moment we’d waited so long for.
I wanted so much of him.
“Get inside me,” I pleaded, cock still like the Gilded Tower—the Faery monument having nothing on me right now.
He lifted my legs, placing them over his broad shoulders before he slicked himself up, pressing the tip of his cock to my crevice. His eyes locked to mine, his breathing soft and excited.
He entered me.
First the bite of pain, then the barrier broken, pleasure taking over. He filled me perfectly, my inner muscles welcoming him yet clamping down on his wonderful girth and length.
Yum. Yum. Yum.
Miko worked slowly at first, sliding in and out, taking his sweet time, striking my G-spot in perfect beats, rocking his liquid hips.
He lowered his mouth to mine, our lips and tongues wrestling. He nipped me gently a couple of times, and I dragged my fingernails down his muscular back.
His growl of pleasure made me do it again.
Thump, thump.
Thump, thump.
