Page 97 of Swift Wings Shadowed Heart
“Beautiful, like I said.” His timbre is husky, as he cups my face and leans in for another kiss.
I push him away. “This isn’t fair. You’re still dressed.”
“Who said anything about fairness?”
He tries to pull me close, but I slap his hand away and start working on his jacket’s buckles, eager to explore the toned muscles I feasted my eyes on the last time. As I peel it off, my fingers skim over his chest, tracing the wings of his tattoo and eliciting a growl. His hands move to the back of my neck, and he pulls me in for a heated kiss, his tongue dominating mine. My breasts press against his heated skin, and we both sigh at the contact. I feel his arousal pressing against me, and I can’t resist rubbing myself against him, eliciting a groan.
“Why areyoustill wearingthis?” I tug at his trousers.
“The fuck if I know.”
We both laugh, as I undo the buttons. He steps out of them, and I discover he’s wearing no underwear. His cock springs free, and I can’t help but gasp at the sight.
Oh, Goddess!He’s absolutely lovely. Straight and large.
He grins smugly before continuing to kiss and nibble at my skin. My hands roam freely across his muscular back before coming around to reach lower. I grasp him firmly in one hand and begin slowly stroking him, relishing his impressive length and girth.
I take a step back, releasing his cock from my grasp. He looks at me with shock and desire in his blue gaze before I drop to my knees in front of him. His eyes widen as he realizes what I’m about to do.
“Fuck,” he breathes out as I lick a long line up the underside of his length.
I continue to tease him with my tongue, circling around the head before taking him fully into my mouth. He groans and threads his fingers through my hair, guiding me as I suck and bob my head along his length. His hips start thrusting, and I reach up to hold them still so I can control the pace.
“Shit,” he moans as I swirl my tongue around the sensitive tip of his cock.
I continue to pleasure him with my mouth, using my hands to stroke and massage his balls. His breathing becomes more erratic. He feels like clay in my hands, and I think I’ve undone him when he pulls back and shakes his head.
“No, Rhealyn. This is not how tonight is going to work.” Without another word, he scoops me in his arms, kneels, then lays me gently on top of the furs and crawls on top of me. His weight is comforting and arousing at the same time. I feel his length between my thighs, soft as velvet. Our lips meet again, and we continue our passionate kissing as his hands roam my body.
Every inch of him presses against me, and I’m desperate for more. I run my hands down his back, feeling his muscles tense under my touch. He groans into my mouth before breaking away to kiss along my jawline, down to my neck. He sucks and nips at the sensitive skin, causing shivers to run through me. I arch my back, craving it all. His hands make their way to my breasts, gently squeezing them before teasing my nipples between his fingers, his favorite pastime, it seems.
“Please,” I moan as he continues to pleasure me with his mouth and hands.
He pulls away long enough to grin smugly. A surge of desire washes over me as he gazes at me hungrily.
“You’re delicious. I’ve been craving another taste of your sweet nectar. One taste, and I’ve become addicted,” he whispers before dipping his head between my legs.
His tongue explores every inch of me as he brings waves of pleasure crashing through my body. I grip onto the furs beneath us as he brings me closer and closer to release.
But just as I think I can’t take it anymore, he pulls away, leaving me panting and needy on the furs. He really does love to tease.
I open my eyes to see him staring down at me, his eyes wild with desire. He wastes no time in positioning himself between my legs and pressing his cock to my entrance. I moan as he slowly inches forward, sinking his length into me. He fills me completely, and I can’t help but throw my head back in pleasure. He starts to move in a slow rhythm, each thrust bringing waves of pleasure through me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer until there’s no space between us.
Our bodies move together in perfect harmony, and we lose ourselves in the moment. He leans down to capture my lips again as our movements become more urgent and desperate. His hands roam over my body, teasing and pleasuring me in all the right ways. My nails dig into his back as I feel myself getting closer and closer to release.
He pulls away from the kiss to look down at me.
“You look so free when you give yourself over to pleasure,” he whispers before leaning down to kiss along my neck again.
“I can say the same about you,” I say breathlessly.
“Then we need to make these kinds of mistakes over and over again.”
His words send another wave of desire through me. His slow, deliberate thrusts soon turn into a passionate rhythm that has us both moaning and moving in perfect sync once more. The way he fills me to the brim makes me gasp and cling to his strong arms.
We become one, our bodies connected on an intimate level I’ve never experienced before. Our hands roam over each other’s bodies, tracing every curve and dip as we chase our pleasure.
I can feel myself building towards climax again, and he senses it without fail. This time, he doesn’t stop, and instead, leans down to kiss me deeply, his movements becoming faster, more urgent.
