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‘You just relax and I’ll do my thing.’ She brushed her lips over the tip of his erection in the lightest tease. ‘Then you might get some sleep.’
‘You do...uh...that.’ His breath whistled as she kissed him.
He had the most fantastic body. Some of it might be good genes, but she suspected he didn’t just work long hours, he put decent sessions in the gym too. Whendidhe rest these days? She would make him—she would wear him out entirely. But he was right, so often there were many reasons behind life choices—including selfish ones. And this certainly wasn’t all benevolence on her behalf. She was desperately hungry—so tempted by his large, hard erection. Desire commanded her. He muttered her name, over and over until he couldn’t form the word any more. His breathing deepened—then was broken by sighs. She moved faster as he rocked his hips but she knew he was resisting release.
‘You know I’m so into this,’ he suddenly gasped. ‘But I do think it could be better.’
Outraged, she glanced up and tightened her grip on the base of his cock. ‘Excuseme?’
Devilry danced in his eyes. ‘I want you to turn around,’ he whispered breathlessly. ‘And bring that hot wet piece of you up here where I can taste it.’
He backed up the invitation with a jerk of his hips, bumping her from where she sat on his strong thighs.
‘We’re both winners then, right?’ he added.
Her mouth on him. His mouth on her. Oh, but he was a tease—and irresistible. Even when bound he took control and she was thrilled to let him. But she teased back, taking her time to crawl up his body and sit as he’d suggested. She closed her eyes when he touched her with his tongue—teasing her to the point where she could hardly concentrate on what she was doing. Both moaned—a sensual symphony. His urgency increased—he loved pleasuring her. She grabbed his shaft, opened her lips and took him deeper than ever. Heard his animal grunts as his hot release spurted into her mouth and her own orgasm hit.
‘Sleepy now?’ she queried, sliding to sit beside him.
‘No.’ But he was trembling.
She placed her hand on his chest, felt the strong beat of his heart. ‘You should rest.’
‘You shouldn’t deny me,’ he countered. ‘I can’t take the strain.’
She gazed, revelling in his bulging body again. ‘Ares...’
‘Please.’
He was such a challenge. But one she was delighted to rise to.
Quivering with renewed excitement, she struggled to work the condom down his thick, hard cock. ‘Sorry,’ she mumbled with a laugh.
‘Don’t apologise again. Ever,’ he growled. ‘This is the best view of my life. Just don’t stop.’
She smiled. ‘Are you begging?’
‘God, yes.’
Circling her hips, she took only the tip of him inside her, teasing him briefly before plunging down. His groan hit her soul. She lifted and sank on him again, her head dropping back at the sheer pleasure of having him like this. Allhers. His gaze was locked on her—hot and fierce and he thrust to meet her faster, harder. She braced—her hands wide on his bunched biceps—taking the reins again and riding him as ferociously as she could—driving him to the point where he couldn’t control anything any more. Not her. And most definitely not himself. She watched as ecstasy overtook him—destroyed him. And her own joy hit.
‘You’re killing me, Bethan,’ he muttered.
‘Can’t have that.’ She reached up and tugged on the yarn. The knots released instantly and he wrapped her in a bear hug, dragging her down to snuggle against him.
‘Pleased with yourself?’ he drawled.
‘And with you, yes.’ She tapped her fingers across his chest and burrowed closer.
‘Mmmm.’
To her delight he sounded drowsy. She closed her eyes and her contentment deepened when she felt his limbs go heavier. He was asleep. Seconds later, so was she. But it felt like only moments before he spoke again.
‘Bethan, you need to get up.’
It took effort to open her eyes. The moment she did, she sat up. Ares was dressed. In asuit.
‘What time is it?’ Amazed, she glanced at the porthole and glimpsed a chink of light. ‘Is itmorning?’ Had they slept not just through the afternoon, but the entire night?
