Each nip, each swipe, each of his fingers digging into my hips sends me circling higher and higher.
A euphoric shiver shudders across my spine despite the building heat. I’m quickly becoming addicted to this man, and I don’t even care, as long as I never have to be without him.
“God, you’re sexy,” Simon murmurs, the vibrations of his deep voice against my sensitized skin threatening to buckle my knees. “You taste like heaven. Thinking of taking you like this, it’s been driving me crazy, you know that?”
I hope he doesn’t expect an answer, because I’ve forgotten how to use my mouth to form words.
All it can seem to do is hang open in pleasure, and
Sweet mercy, the things this man can do with his tongue.
Flattening it to the spot between my thighs, he changes the angle and increases the pressure until the world’s spinning out of control around me. Then he curls his fingers inside me, hitting a spot inside that makes me see stars.
I can’t breathe.
Who needs oxygen anyway? I just want to feel.
“Don’t stop,” I rasp, my hips arching of their own accord.
A groan rumbles in the back of his throat, and the vibrations of his tongue have my eyelids fluttering closed.
Simon continues to worship me with his mouth, as though he revels in fueling the needy ache between my thighs.
Every nerve and muscle in my body tightens, leaving me poised on the blissful edge.
Large fingers band the fronts of my thighs, and Simon uses his thumbs to tease my pussy until I’m sure I can’t take it anymore.
Fingers twining in his hair, holding on for dear life, I gasp as Simon peers up my naked body at me. I suck in a breath, my throat thick with emotion.
No one has ever looked at me like this before.
Like I’m something precious. Like who I am matters more than what I have or what I can do for him. Like I’m the only thing in the world worth holding onto.
No one’s ever made me feel like this before.
Like I could fall, and he’d catch me. If I shattered, he’d piece me back together.
And that’s what I finally do, crying out his name as I burst. It sends me flying apart through the universe, floating among the stars and experiencing the delirious free-fall of no-gravity space.
There’s no coming back from this, I think as Simon slowly brings me down, wringing out every last ounce of ecstasy.
With my knees turning to water, I go ahead and let myself sink onto the man who explored my body so thoroughly.
I wrap my arms around him, whispering declarations about how amazing that was onto his skin. Because I meant what I said before our tryst in the shower, I love him.
And for the first time in my life, I think I truly know what that means.
Simon
Once the lust-fueled haze fades from Victoria’s eyes, I sweep the damp curls off her face. I tuck a few back behind her ear and then reach over the top of her to shut off the water.
“Wait, what about you?” she asks as the spray overhead slows to a dribble.
“Oh, don’t you worry.” I decide to take advantage of having my mouth right next to her ear. Gently sinking my teeth into the lobe, I promise in a low, gruff voice, “I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
She shudders against me, and I release an involuntary groan. She’s so soft and warm, her skin so silky smooth as I stand and guide us both out of the shower, minding the slippery floor.
Droplets cling to her flushed skin, her breath still uneven as I wrap her in a fuzzy white towel. Then I scoop her into my arms with ease, carrying her into the adjoining bedroom, naked as the day I was born.
Unable to help myself, I toss her onto the softness of the mattress, savoring her tiny squeak and giggle. I also enjoy how her towel falls away to reveal more of her spectacular body
With a playful growl, I crawl over the top of her, stifling her laughter as I pin her to the mattress. Her body’s so small beneath mine. She curls her fingers around my shoulders like she’s afraid to let go, and I intend to assure her she doesn’t have to.
I don’t want her to let go, not ever again.
She fits against me so perfectly, the inferno between us threatening to consume us both now that we’ve given in to our passions. I thought it’d slake some of my hunger for her, but if anything, it’s more intense than before.
My head swims with the way she’s looking at me, a sated gleam in her eye. Rapid breaths saw in and out of her parted lips, her pulse still racing beneath my fingertips.
I’ve wanted this for so long. Wanted her for so long.
Before she knew the truth. Before she found out the full extent of who I really was.
I didn’t realize how much I needed it, for Victoria to fall in love with me. Not my name, not my money.
The fact that she has means everything.
She buries her face in the crook of my neck, branding me as hers with every kiss and caress. This magnificent woman changed my life with her boundless optimism and unending kindness.
Finally, she’s all mine, and it sends my heart soaring.
Careful not to crush her, I brace my hands on either side of her and lower my mouth to her kiss-swollen lips. As our bodies move together, I slip one of my thighs between both of hers. We both groan at the friction, her tiny mewl spurring me to give her more of my weight and body.
Keeping my lips planted on hers, I crane my arm, quickly fishing a condom out of my bag.
The crinkle of the foil sounds loud in the quiet, but I only vaguely notice, as Victoria’s looking at me with an ego-fueling amount of glee. With both of us panting and eager to become one, I use my teeth to rip the prophylactic from the package and roll it on.
I press a kiss to the fluttering pulse point at the base of her neck. Then I thrust inside her slick, waiting pussy, instantly lost to the rapturous high.
As inviting as the soft bed is, nothing is more inviting than the remarkable woman beneath me.
I thought her curls were big in the Texas humidity, but they’re extra big and wild after our heated session in the shower. Not only do they hint there’s more to her than meets the eye, she’s more self-assured than I’ve ever seen her, and it fuels my ego to have brought out that side of her.
And she’s never looked so beautiful.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.