Page 60 of Unholy Gambit: Checkmate in Blood
Everywhere.
The slope of her ribs, the arch of her hip, the swell of her breast. Over the lace. Under it. His fingers deftly unhooked the front clasp.
He didn’t rush. He didn’t ask permission, but hewatched her. Checking every quick inhale, soothing every flutter.
When his mouth reached her belly, her thighs parted on their own.
She didn’t try to stop him when he slid her panties down, slow and smooth…
But then hekissed her,rightthere—
She gasped. Jerked her hips, on instinct.
It was on the tip of her tongue to protest. Mouths don’t gothere.
But then his tongue licked all the way up her, from the bottom of her opening to her clitoris, and the unspoken words dissolved in her brain.
Another lick. Parting her.
Then again. Deeper. Firmer.
His lips sealed over her clit and sucked.
Her back bowed off the rug.
It wasn’t anything like she’d expected. Not gross or wet or embarrassing, it was heat and pressure. An intimacy that made her feel like the whole world had collapsed into the space between her legs.
She shook. Whimpered.
And when his hand came up to press against her hip, holding her steady, the fingers of his other hand sliding into her while his mouth worked her clit—
She came.
Just like that.
No warning. No time to think. Just light and heat and Axel’s mouth dragging her body to pieces.
Her whole being trembled from the aftershocks, his fingers still deep inside her, curved in just the right way, his mouth softening now — less pressure, easing her down.
* * * *
Axel kissed her thighs. Her belly.
He withdrew his fingers with exquisite care, pausing to brush his lips to the inside of her wrist. And slowly, he rose to his feet.
He didn’t speak. He simply unknotted his tie and slid it free. Unbuttoned his shirt. Belt. Trousers.
He didn’t hurry, but he was nude in seconds. His cock thick, fully hard. Veins visibly pulsing.
He knelt beside her again and took her hand, placing it over his hip, guiding it to his length. Letting her learn him. Skin so warm. Heavy in her hand.
Her grip was tentative at first, but he closed his hand over hers for just a moment. A little firmer. Slower.
She followed the cue, and he rewarded her with a low, trembling inhale through his nose, one that made his belly tighten and the muscles of his thighs twitch.
He’d promised to teach her how to pleasure him, and he kept his promises. This first lesson would be short, but he understood his Aury enough to know she’d be unhappy at the end, if she hadn’t pleasured him at least a little. Never mind the pleasure he’d get from sinking into her, his Aury needed this, too.
His cock responded fully to her, and he gave himself a few minutes to enjoy the entire experience. Her scent, the fire, her brain taking it all in, and her hand wrapped around his dick, tentatively moving up and down, experimenting with soft, firm, fast, slow, taking in his reactions. Adjusting.
