by Susan Hayes
“You were mine from the moment you freed me, sweetling.”
She nipped his lower lip. “As I recall, I claimed you first.”
“You did at that.”
He cut off any chance for a reply with a savage kiss. His tongue slipped past her lips to tangle with hers as he lifted her off her feet and carried her out of the kitchen. He covered the length of the house in seconds and set her down in the center of her bed before breaking their kiss to tear at her clothes with an eagerness that left her breathless and trembling with need.
It wasn’t easy to undress while lying down, but they managed. The moment her jeans were off, Stone wished the rest of his clothes away. He wedged a knee between her thighs and covered her body with his as he kissed her again. The hairs on his chest rasped against her tender nipples, making her moan as the sensation sent sparks of desire shooting straight to her clit.
“Love me,” she whispered.
“Always.”
He began kissing his way down her body, nuzzling and nibbling a path to her aching breasts. His mouth closed over one tight nub and he sucked hard, drawing her deep into the scalding heat of his mouth. When she arched off the bed in silent encouragement, he took her other nipple between his fingers and began to tug and tease it until she was moaning with pleasure. His touch was rougher than usual, adding the faintest edge to his caresses that only increased her arousal.
Adina lifted her head to watch her lover at work. His black hair fell around his face and the muscles in his arms stood out as he held himself suspended over her. He was the most amazing, beautiful, and powerful man she had ever seen, and he was all hers. She buried her fingers in his hair and tugged to gain his attention.
His low chuckle hummed against her breast before he lifted his head to meet her gaze. “Was that a request?”
“Please, Stone. I need you.”
His gray eyes turned to molten steel and his lips turned up in a near-feral grin as he sat back to kneel between her legs. “Show me where you want me to be.”
Blushing, Adina gestured to the apex of her thighs. “There.”
“I said show me, Adina. Touch yourself where you want me to touch you and tell me what you want me to do.”
Fresh cream drenched her already slick folds. Closing her eyes, she reached between her legs and parted her labia, pressing her index finger down on the swollen hood of her clit. “I want your mouth right here.”
“Not until you open your pretty eyes.”
Cheeks blazing hot now, she did as he instructed. Stone was watching her intently, his hard cock fisted in one hand as he waited for her to obey. Once her gaze was directed at him, he lowered himself so that his mouth was a scant inch from her pussy. That was when she realized he had left the lights on. Adina had never been so exposed before, and her first instinct was to clamp her legs shut and close her eyes again.
“You’re beautiful, Adina. Don’t ever think about hiding from me,” he said. Then his mouth was pressed to her tender flesh and his tongue was lapping at her clit. After that, she stopped thinking about anything but his touch. His unshaved cheeks rasped along her inner thighs as he spread her lower lips and devoured her with long, slow licks that made her tremble beneath him. He groaned and licked her again before sucking the delicate pearl into his mouth and biting down on it just enough to make her see stars.
He kept her on the knife’s edge for what felt like an eternity, pushing her toward orgasm only to slow down before she could reach her climax. She was so close that she could barely draw breath to protest, but finally, she forced a single word out.
“Please,” she begged and he gave her what she needed. Without warning he plunged a finger deep into her channel, curving it upward to stroke over her g-spot. She came with a broken cry, her hips bucking as her inner walls clenched and fluttered around his fingers.
She was still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm when Stone withdrew his hand and covered her body with his. They fit together easily, her legs framing his hips as he brushed several tender kisses to her mouth and cheeks.
“Mine,” he whispered as his cock found her entrance and slid into her until they were one.
She laughed with joy as she twined her arms around his neck and responded using his own word. “Always.”
They made love in a breathless blend of love and passion. So lost in each other that nothing existed outside the perfect bubble of pleasure that surrounded them both. Stone moved over her with relentless power, hips pumping as he claimed her with an intensity she had never felt before. Hard and fast he rode her and she met each thrust eagerly, taking all he gave her and returning it in kind. She moaned his name time and again, urging him on as they raced toward the pinnacle together.
She came first, rising up on a wave of pleasure that crested and carried her away. She clung to Stone as he continued to make love to her, drawing out her climax until he finally reached his own. Her name was on his lips as his control snapped and he came with explosive force.
When they were both spent, she brushed a tender kiss to the corner of his mouth. He tasted of salt and it took her a moment to realize she was tasting her own tears. Her cheeks were wet with them, her happiness so complete that she was crying tears of joy.
“I love you so much,” she murmured as he withdrew from her body and settled in beside her. He gathered her back into his arms and held her close.
“I love you, too. I think I loved you before we ever met. You were my dream lover, my one light in the darkness. Now you’re the light of my life. You’ve given me everything I dreamed of and more.”
His words triggered a fresh bout of tears. She pressed her face to his chest so that her tears fell on her name inscribed in his flesh. It was a permanent reminder that their lives were forever linked and they would be together, always.
The End
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Susan lives out on the Canadian west coast, surrounded by open water, dear family, and good friends. She has jumped out of perfectly good airplanes on purpose and accidently swum with sharks on the Great Barrier Reef.
She has worked for local law enforcement, been a freelance wordsmith and bakes what she claims are the world’s best double-chocolate & caramel brownies. She is passionately in love with the written word (and a few of her more hunky creations.) Writing is her joy, her escape from reality and the only way she knows of to quiet the nagging harridan of a muse the universe assigned to her.
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