Page 37 of Dirty Money
“I’ve never felt this way before?” she asked with a grin. She knew what he wanted to hear again, she was just toying with him.
“The other thing,” he said, and then gave her ass a smack.
“Oh! You must mean when I said, I love you.”
He sighed and said, “Yes, that’s what I wanted to hear come out of your sweet mouth. And I love you, Aulora. I think I always have since the moment I first saw you.”
She stared at him, unable to really believe he meant the words which had just fallen off his tongue.
“Don’t lie to me, please, West.”
“Lie to you?” he asked her as he slid into the bed next to her and ran his hand through her silky dark hair.
“I do love you, Aulora. I do.”
She blinked twice and relaxed a bit as his hand, moving through her hair, made her tension melt away.
“Weston, will you make me yours tonight?”
“Not tonight, peach. You see, I want not an ounce of alcohol in your system. I want you to make the real decision when you’re one hundred percent sober. A thing you’re not right now, even though you may think you are.”
“Noble to a fault, aren’t you?” she asked him then kissed the tip of his nose. A straight nose, a powerful looking nose. Everything about the man was regal, majestic even. And he wanted them to be exclusive.
“I am,” he told her as his hand moved to caress her cheek. “And you are gorgeous. Resisting the temptation to be intimate with you is taxing. But I will handle myself, appropriately.”
“Too bad,” she moaned as she moved her body closer to his and moved in to kiss him.
She was a bit surprised when he let her kiss him, using her tongue to navigate the recesses of his warm mouth. His arms enveloped her and she settled into his wide chest, her breasts mashed against his hard pecs.
Aulora felt his hands move down her back as the kiss grew. All the way down they went until he had her ass cupped in his large hands. He squeezed it, making her moan with how right it all felt.
She mused in her mind about the fact she was falling, much like her mother did, for a man who could buy and sell people. She was accepting the same damn thing her mother had accepted from her father. In the end, her mother was left out in the cold, with a teenage daughter to support.
But the way his mouth felt as it moved with hers was amazing. A thing she’d never encountered before. The way his body capitulated to hers and hers to his was beyond anything she’d ever imagined.
He too was feeling the difference in being with her and any of the other women he’d ever been with. His mind was a flurry of ‘what if’s’. Aulora may well be the one who could break his heart, entirely. And his heart had been broken before. It had been nearly destroyed once.
Weston had been young when it had happened. But the scar was still there, he supposed it would always be there.
His affection for her grew with each passing moment and before either of them realized it, they were all over one another, grinding into each other’s sensual places, moaning with near abandonment.
Weston made her release his mouth and he moved to kiss down her neck. Her nails dug into his biceps where she tightly gripped him. Her feet ran up and down his legs and she was effectively pulling his pajama bottoms down. Only their underwear separated them from actual penetration.
Her T-shirt was keeping her soft tits away from him and he couldn’t stand it any longer and pulled it off her, stopping to look at her perfectly plump and pert breasts, he bit his lip then leaned in and took one of them in his mouth.
She made a wonderful sound as he suckled her. Her hands ran up and down his back as she arched up to him. She needed him, wanted him, but he had to make her wait. He had to make her ache for him. He had to make her understand where it was she belonged.
As his mouth left her tit, his hands moved to play with them as he kissed his way down her stomach. His tongue dipped into her belly button and then he ventured lower. “With my intimate kiss, you will better understand how good I can make you feel, peach.”
Her hands fisted the silky sheets as she readied herself to feel his mouth on her in an area that was already pulsing for more attention. “You’re making me feel very good right now. But to feel you there would be the cherry on top of this very tasty cake, baby. Do with me what you want. I am yours for the taking.”
His smile was felt on her throbbing clit then his tongue ran over it, making her entire body quiver with delight. “Mine,” he whispered then he grabbed her ass and pulled her up.
Loudly, she moaned as he kissed her even better there than he had her mouth. “Yes,” was all she could say, over and over again until she was screaming, “West! West!”
His kiss didn’t stop as her body convulsed with a thousand waves of complete and utter pleasure. His tongue went inside of her, tongue fucking her into a frenzied state.
Her breathing was harsh, her body was covered in sweat and she was fantastically high from the way he treated her body. And now she wanted him to know what her intimate kiss felt like.
