by Ana E Ross
“You’ll see.” His smile was almost boyish, suggesting that he was having as much fun as she. “Do you want me to go first?”
“No, I’ll go first,” Tashi said, feeling a jolt of wickedness and valor infuse her blood. It would be fun to camouflage her primitive longings in the rules of a game.
“Your wish is my command, bella.” He handed her the dice.
Having no idea what to expect, Tashi took a deep breath and threw her hand. She got ‘lick’ and ‘above waist’.
“Good start. All you have to do is tell me where specifically above your waist you want me to lick.”
Tashi’s nipples tingled as if screaming “Me first, me first” like little kindergarten kids, anxious to please their teacher. “My nipples, I guess,” she said, as her heart began to thump.
“Any preference?” His voice was low as he leaned toward her.
Tashi swallowed. “Um—the left?”
“You’re not sure?” He stopped to gaze up at her, his eyes like azure stones, the sides of his mouth quirking mischievously. “You can request that I lick both. I’ll try to split the time equally between them.”
She trembled as the tips of his hair brushed across her thighs, tickling her sensuously. “Um—just the left one. Start with the left.” That seemed to be the nipple that was aching most.
“The left nipple it is, then.” He set the timer.
Tashi sucked in a harsh breath as Adam’s wet warm tongue made initial contact with her pebbled nipple—a nipple that had never felt the warmth of a mouth on it before. The sensations were sweet and wispy, not intense like those at her groin when their sexes were joined.
“Like that?” he asked, retreating his tongue and coming back to lick her again as he stared into her eyes.
“Yes.” Tiny shivers ran up and down Tashi’s spine as Adam flicked his tongue against her, being careful to remain within the brown area of her areola and her nipple, even though she could feel her breast grow full and thrust forward as if begging for some attention. In fact, a number of other erogenous zones in Tashi’s body were on high alert now, jealous of her left nipple and buzzing with impatience for their turn.
Then the time went off and Adam sat back, leaving her nipple in a tingling wet mess.
“Did you like that?” he asked, his lips moist, his eyes bright with delight.
“Yes, oh yes. It was delicious. Your turn,” she said on a shaky eager breath.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Adam smiled as he picked up the dice and rolled them around in his hand. His tongue was on fire from those too few seconds of daubing at her nipple. He’d been tempted, so tempted to suck more of her breast into his mouth and listen to her moan with pleasure, but rules were rules, and he was the master of obeying them.
He recalled the night Erik and Bryce had talked him into attending a sex toy show at one of Michelle’s friend’s home. He was between lovers at the time, and he’d known they were trying to set him up with one of the single ladies who were in attendance, but it was a no-go. He’d enjoyed the evening, nonetheless, watching the host and hostess, and various other couples examine the games.
Even Bryce and Kaya, newlyweds at the time, had joined in the fun. To support the independent consultant, he’d purchased a few games—none of which he’d ever used, perhaps because he kept them here on the estate and not at his penthouse suite at Hotel Andreas where he entertained—used to entertain his women—he immediately corrected his thoughts.
This initiation game was perfect for an inexperienced woman like Tashi, and he hoped that before long she’d grow into the more advanced ones that involved pleasure toys, restraints, blindfolds, melted wax, role play, and much more. Oh, yeah, he was going to enjoy teaching his temporary bride all about the tricks and joys of lovemaking, and he prayed she’d love it so much, she’d never want to leave la camera dell’amore he planned to create for them.
Adam’s heart pounded against his chest as he gazed at the delicate face of the woman who would be his wife tomorrow—a face that had been invading his dreams for the past nineteen days, and one he knew he’d dream about for the rest of his days. Passion and pride mounted inside him as he studied her young seductive body kneeling in the middle of his bed with her auburn curls and smooth chestnut skin glowing in the candlelight. She was the epitome of loveliness. He’d undressed her, bathed her, and held her naked in his arms so many times before, but he’d never really had the joy of admiring her, openly lusting after her like a man lusted after a woman he desired—not even when she’d voluntarily taken her clothes off for him in the garden. His patience and control had never been tested as much as they’d been tested in the past two weeks.
The warmth of Tashi’s presence—her ginger-jasmine-vanilla fragrance that lingered on his towels and his sheets, his shirts when she hugged him, on the wind as she passed by, the fleeting brush of her silky hair against his arms, the shimmer in her innocent eyes, the outline of her sweet plump lips—had kept him in a state of satisfied hunger, until now.
A fire burned in the pit of Adam’s belly as he gazed upon Tashi’s nymph-like beauty, seeing her for the first time as a lover. She was no longer a woman in need. She was a woman he needed. And soon he would feast on the fruits of her delights and drink from the fountains of her desires.
A few moments ago when she’d called his name, Adam had prayed she didn’t bring up the topic of birth control, because if she had, he would have had to respect her wishes. It wasn’t just about getting her pregnant as much as it was about the experience of feeling her tight hot flesh wrapped about him. This was her first time—their first time together—and he didn’t want to use a condom with her. But if she’d asked…
“Come on, Adam,” she said, her thumb on the timer button at the ready.
Adam chuckled at her impatience. Seems she was as anxious as he was to continue their lovefest that would last throughout the night. “Eager little thing, aren’t you?” he said on a deep chuckle.
“Well, yeah. I want more of what I had in the kitchen.”
“Then who am I to deprive you, my sweet?” He tossed the dice. He got ‘suck’ and ‘lips’, a bit disappointing he thought—or not—he reconsidered as he felt the pressure of Tashi’s hot mouth on his.
He stationed his hands on the mattress to keep from falling backward as she began to suckle and nibble on his lips and run her tongue over them as if they were a ripe peach and she was hell bent on extracting the last drops of juices from him. Adam groaned his appreciation as his heart began to race and his groin tightened, then just as he was getting into the rhythm of her kiss, the timer went off, and Tashi reluctantly disengaged her mouth from his, leaving him hungry and frustrated. He was beginning not to like this game, at all.
“That was hot,” Tashi said, licking her lips to capture the string of saliva that stretched between their mouths.
“Yes, that was hot.” Adam grinned. “You’re liking this?”
“I’m loving it.” Tashi picked up the dice and threw them. ‘Suck’ and ‘?’ was her command. Her nipples and breasts wanted more of his tongue, his lips, and his mouth. She swallowed and pointed to her right breast.
“Ah, your bells of love,” he said, and in the next instant, his lips were brushing against her nipple, tantalizingly, softly, his breath warm and moist against her skin.
Tashi sighed at the tender caress that sent tiny shivers rushing through her body. The sensations were a little more intense than when he’d merely licked at the nipple of her left breast, but his command was to… “Suck me,” she whispered. “Suck my bell of love.”
On her command, he opened his mouth, clamped his lips around her aching mound, and began to suck her. A series of electrical shock waves zinged up and down Tashi’s spine, and she arched her chest forward and moaned aloud. Her nipple hardened in his mouth and he flicked his tongue against the hard bulb as his teeth grazed her swollen globe.
That was it for Tashi. Thirty seconds would not be enough this time.
“Game,” she moaned in weak surrender, as her hands came up to the sides of Adam’s head and her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him in place.
“Yes, game over,” Adam acquiesced against her breast, then suddenly his hands were around her waist, and he was picking her up and placing her across his lap. Their sexes burned and sizzled at being joined together again.
Wrapping her legs around Adam’s waist, and her arms around his neck, Tashi pulled his face into her bosom. When his hands began to explore the hollow of her back, pressing her deeper into his tight hard body, a sense of urgency drove her, and she began to ride the ridge of his shaft with little circular motions as pleasure mounted between her thighs.
“Oh yes, ride me baby,” Adam whispered. His hand roamed intimately over her other breast—each caress a command. He sucked her so ravenously and deeply, her hardened nipple hit against his throat, heightening her desire.
As their commingled moans of delight filled the room, Adam cupped her buttocks with one hand, and pulled her snugly against his male muscle, and soon the thrusts of his hips were matching the tempo of the suction of his mouth on her right breast, and the kneading of his palm on her left. Pleasure pounded in her brain, spread to her heart and spilled into every cell of her body, setting her ablaze.
“Adam… Adam,” she panted as she felt the simultaneous throbbing of her breasts and the walls of her sex grow into an unbearable ache. With no command to hold it this time, Tashi let it explode deep inside her. Her body tightened into a numb shock of delight, then she screamed as a torrent of fiery sensations washed over her. She clung to Adam, drenched in pleasure and sweat.
“Lovely, lovely,” Adam crooned against her breast.
While she was still caught in the wave of her orgasm, he switched his mouth and hand on her breasts and repeated his sensual assault, sucking, kneading, and thrusting, tentatively at first, then deeper and harder as her passion escalated to a new and sensational height, until she was drowning in another orgasmic wave, and she threw her head back and cried out his name.
“Sì, così caldo. Così caldo e selvaggio. Vieni per me, mia dolce piccola Tashi. Vieni per me. Vieni! So hot, so hot and wild, come for me, my sweet, little Tashi.”
While Tashi recovered from the onslaught of her third and fourth climaxes, Adam’s mouth made a wet hot trail to the pulsing hollow of her neck, up her chin, to her lips where he kissed her gently as a butterfly sipping nectar from a petal. As her tremors ceased, Tashi’s heart swelled with her love for him.
She felt him cradling her, and then he was moving, shifting his weight on the mattress, reaching out to turn off the bed lamp, inviting back the flickering shadows of the candles, and then she was lying on her back and he was crouched over her, supporting his upper body on his arms with his lower half joined to hers as they were before they’d begun their game. They’d come full circle. She opened her eyes and smiled at him, the expression on his face promising her that they hadn’t even begun yet.
“Playing that game really loosened you up, didn’t it?” he asked, smiling down at her.
“Yes, it did.” She tucked his hair behind his ears and brushed her knuckles against his cheek where a five o’clock shadow was making its appearance. He’d given her so much pleasure already, and yet he’d taken none for himself. He was as patient in bed as he was in every other area of his life. She, on the other hand was anxious to experience the ultimate act of lovemaking—to indulge in the carnal debauchery her teachers had warned her against.
“I long for you, Adam. I burn for you.” As she gazed into his beautiful blues, shimmering brilliantly in the candlelight, Tashi couldn’t hold back the tears that seeped from the corners of her eyes. Maybe she was too weak to contain them, or maybe her love was too strong to be contained.
“Oh, Tashi. I burn for you.” He sipped her tears and brushed her temples with his fingers. “I promised to kiss every inch of you before the night was out. But there is one special place I’d love to kiss before I make you mine. Can you guess where that place is?”
Tashi felt warm and feminine. “You want to kiss the gates of my celestial palace?”
“Not just the gates, cara. I mean to sweep my tongue inside you and lick the walls, the ceiling, and the floor of your valley of delight until they collapse in my mouth.” He thrust his hips forward as he spoke, pushing a new wave of desire through her. “Yes, like that,” he whispered when she began to tremble under him. “I want to feel you falling to pieces in my mouth, and then I want to feel you fall to pieces again while I’m buried deep inside you, my Little Eve.”
“Show me.” Tashi clasped her hands on the sides of his head and buried her fingers in his hair as he began to kiss and caress his way down her body. He brushed his lips against her brows, her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, then his mouth closed over hers briefly in a sweet kiss before moving to the hollow of her throat, where he licked her sensitive skin. He kissed the sides of her bells of love, and gently, soothingly, his lips skimmed across her stiff nipples as if he knew they were too sensitive for a deeper, more meaningful caress.
His tenderness and thoughtfulness shook Tashi to the core and she felt herself floating on a cloud of fiery titillation as Adam worshipped her with his mouth and hands. He kissed her stomach, drawing skin and flesh gingerly into his mouth, nibbling with his teeth, massaging with his tongue, arousing her senses as her admiration and love mounted into unadulterated lust.
He emitted a deep groan, then his fingers stroked her quivering stomach as he plunged his tongue into the shallow groove of her belly button, cautiously at first, then more fastidiously as if he were trying to lick the last drop of his favorite gelato from the bottom of a chocolate cone.
Tashi closed her eyes and curled her fingers into Adam’s hair at the delirious stimulations that the combination of feathery caresses and steady thrusts were generating in her. Never would she have imagined that her belly button was such an erogenous zone. She was learning so much about the thrills of lovemaking—so much, she thought as her whole being seemed to awaken and respond to the lascivious call to mate.
As she teetered on the edge of ecstasy, Adam trailed his tongue along the thin dark line extending from her belly button to her pubic area, then his fingers were twirling into her thatch of hair, and he was tugging, gently stirring the underlying elements of her mons and deepening her sexual arousal and fantasies.
He raised his head and smiled at her. “You know one of the things I love most about you?” he asked in a thick hoarse voice, his eyes like blue diamonds flickering in the candlelight.
He loved something about her? Was that a figure of speech or did he just admit that he loved her? “What?” Tashi asked on a breathless whisper.
“That you’re not bald down here, that you just shave around the borders and trim the edges into a flat, silky mat. It’s very natural, very sexy, like you.”
As Tashi reveled in the sweet compliment, Adam nudged her legs apart and settled himself between them. He flipped his hair over his shoulders out of his way then dipped his head, hovering above the most private part of her being, the place where he had cared for when she was too sick to do it herself.
Tashi was certain now that she’d fallen in love with Adam the night he’d crawled through her bedroom window to rescue her. He didn’t even know her then, had only talked to her for a few minutes three days prior, yet he’d come to her aid when she’d called, and not only that, but he’d picked her up and held her in his arms without hesitation, even though she was covered in filth.
As she’d gazed into his eyes and thanked him for cleaning her up, she’d felt something pierce through her heart, then a burst of energy, euphoria, warmth, and awareness of him as a man had washed over her. It must have been love. Unrecognized at the time, because she’d never experienced it before. But she knew it now—oh did she know it—she thought with bliss as Adam’s breath, slow and deep fanned the mat of hair on her Venus mound.
He dipped his head and took a deep
long inhale as if he were trying to become familiar with the true essence of her femininity, of all she had to offer as a woman. “L'odore è inebriante. Your scent is intoxicating. I’m drunk with you. Tell me what you want, cara,” he whispered, placing a hand on her belly and pressing the heel into the area just above her groin as if testing the exterior regions of her feminine landscape. “What do you want me to do for you?”
Fire raced through Tashi’s blood at the thought of Adam’s mouth fused to the most intimate part of her body, his tongue swirling inside her as it had swirled in her mouth, then later to experience the ecstasy of his jade stalk thrusting deep inside her. She didn’t bear his name yet, but in her heart, her mind, and soul, Tashi had already claimed Adam Andreas as her own, had already pledged her life and her body to him forever, so giving herself to him felt like the most natural thing in the world. She knew in her heart that as long as she lived, she would never share her body with another man. Temporary couldn't break that bond, nor change her fate.
“Cara...”
“I want—” She licked her dry lips. “I want you to kiss my cinnabar cave, Adam. I want you to open the folds of my hidden palace, lick my precious pearl, thrust your tongue inside me, graze upon the path of my yin, and make me come. I want to fall to pieces in your mouth, Adam.”
“Dio! Sono ubriaco con la vostra essenza, annegando nel tuo amore, tesoro mio. Dolore per il sapore delizioso di voi sulla mia lingua. I’m drunk with your essence, drowning in your love, my darling. I ache for the delightful tastes of you on my tongue,” he translated for her as his lips brushed her red thatch, and his breath melted into her skin.
The naughty, erotic Italian words and the sexy sound of Adam’s accent made Tashi’s senses spin. She shuddered as his fingers caressed the outer regions of her slick folds, parting her, holding her open as the tip of his tongue made contact with the naked flesh inside. She gasped and groaned from the tantalizing sensations as he traced his tongue along the perimeter of her clitoris in steady circular motions, and then he flicked her sensitive knob, licking at it for a few heart-stopping seconds before resuming his mind-blowing tracing designs.
