Myra Nour - As You Wish (Ellora's Cave)

by james

  “Shhh,” he placed one finger over her lips. “It’s all right.” He smiled lovingly. “Once you get used to a man’s cock and tongue again—it shouldn’t make you come right away. And you’ll be able to control it better.”

  One hand reached between them and he tweaked her left breast. “Which means, we’ll have to practice a lot.”

  “Practice? But you already know how, and—” She stopped when she saw the laughter in his eyes.

  “I meant practice restraint.”

  Amira blushed, but then laughed with him.

  “Now, let’s take care of your little problem.”

  He got on his knees, positioning himself between her thighs.

  “What about you?”

  “The two can be dealt with at the same time.”

  She wasn’t sure what Nick had in mind. But if it was like what he’d done earlier when he licked her thigh, she was all for it. In fact, her clit jumped just at the thought.

  Nick stayed on his knees, one hand gliding up and down his cock, while the other stroked her leg.

  Chapter Thirty-One

  “Open your sexy lips with your hands and show me your forbidden treasure.”

  Amira’s cheeks flushed with heat, but she complied and spread the delicate folds. She looked at him, awaiting his wishes.

  “Rub around the outside of your inner lips.”

  Her eyes closed as she smoothed her slick flesh with one finger.

  Nick’s stomach tightened at the sight and he pumped his cock harder. Those pink lips were swollen and had darkened to a deep rose. The fragrance of her feminine arousal drove a shard of pleasure through his dick. A tiny drop of semen flowed from the tip.

  He spread the fluid over the head and positioned his hand in a circle.

  Amira was getting into the mutual masturbation, her eyes now following his hand movements as she swirled her finger in her vulva.

  “Stick your finger in your pussy and imagine it’s my cock fucking you.”

  She moaned gently when her finger slipped inside. His cock was rock hard. How he wished it was his cock instead of her finger plunging into that soft flesh.

  “Amira, play with your clit.”

  Using the juices on her finger, she started gently stroking the hidden nub. Her back arched and her hips moved upward. “Nick, I’m close.”

  “Good cara, so am I.” His balls felt ready to explode and the blood was pounding strongly through his rigid cock.

  “Rub it harder, baby. That’s my tongue eating you.”

  She groaned, her finger moving in a rapid rhythm. When the orgasm gripped her, he could see her vagina convulsing.

  “Come for me, Amira.” Nick fucked his hand, imagining thrusting into her pussy. His sperm shot out and he pumped his hips, rubbing her upper thigh wildly as she thrashed in the grip of a strong orgasm.

  Only when her body totally relaxed, did he release his cock and move forward to stretch out beside her. Staring at the wet spot on the sheet, Nick mumbled, “I better clean that up after a while, or Maria will kill me.”

  Amira giggled and snuggled in his arms.

  “Satisfied?” He kissed the top of her head.

  She took a deep breath. “It was very nice. I just wish…” Her words halted—there really was no need to complete them—they both felt the same way.

  He hugged her to his chest. “Soon, cara.”

  * * * * *

  The rest of the week went so well Nick kept wondering when disaster would strike. That superstition was courtesy of his nana, who always became fearful when life went along too smoothly.

  He and Amira talked and talked, getting to know each other in an intimate fashion he’d never experienced with any other woman—including Sharon.

  Their sexual encounters were so wild and hot, he often felt like a schoolboy during them. Even though they couldn’t fully consummate their love, exploring all the ways they could please each other was priceless.

  Amira had a natural sensuality that was ripening day by day under his tutelage. Her unskilled felatio had quickly changed into a level as good as Jen. She couldn’t swallow all his cock, but was working diligently to achieve that goal. Not that he insisted on it—Amira wished to do it for him. And she also truly loved sucking him.

  On the other hand, his cara loved getting her pussy eaten. Although they’d worked hard to stretch out the length of foreplay before she climaxed, the excitement was still too much for her. Of course they also finished with some type of mutual masturbation to push them over the edge.

  * * * * *

  Nick sipped his coffee. He’d stopped at the outdoor café, where he liked to think while drinking. His thoughts went to the most important part of their relationship—their love.

  He hadn’t felt this happy, almost giddy, since first falling in love with Sharon. Sometimes he wondered if he deserved someone as wonderful as Amira. But he usually shook such thoughts off quickly. After all, he was Amira’s salvation from a life of servitude.

  Even though he hadn’t broken her genie curse, he was confident he would. Certainly, he hadn’t demanded she serve him in any manner, especially in the wish department.

  Nick’s logical side came out and he considered those wishes with a critical eye. Did he truly want to give them up? Being honest, he knew that was a painful choice. When mentally picturing Amira on one side and all the things she brought with her—including love and happiness—the wishes didn’t weigh as heavy in his favor.

  The multitude of luscious beauties and wild fantasies he could wish up were awesome. But deep in his heart, he knew what he wanted. A relationship like his grandmother and grandfather had.

  While his parents fought constantly and eventually divorced, his grandparents had been the steadying influence he needed. He wanted what they had.

  Glancing toward the window where he’d seen an older couple window shopping last time he was here, it hit him why he envied their closeness. It reminded him of nana and nonno.

  Although people could often fool you, he was convinced his grandparents had never cheated on each other. They were a totally devoted couple. Searching his innermost feelings, Nick knew he would not be happy with himself unless he was involved in a faithful relationship. As far as Amira, he had no worries in that department.

  Commitment. Now there was a new concept for him. It didn’t make him squirm as it had in the past when a few women tried to tie him down.

  Thoughts of staying with Amira for the rest of his life brought nothing but a warm, fuzzy feeling. It was something he wanted with all his heart.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Amira hugged herself. She was so happy. Finally, after so many centuries, she had fallen in love again. And Nick loved her back.

  Their relationship still seemed a miracle to her. A djinn and a playboy? Certainly she never would have thought love would hit her from that direction.

  Omar had lived near her and their families both raised camels. It had been almost natural that they’d fallen in love.

  Nick was different. A modern man from the technological age. A leader among men, and one who was used to getting his way, especially with women. Now he wanted her. And he was determined to break the curse that bound her to serving Masters as a djinn.

  She sighed while thinking of his dark good looks. Although he looked remarkably like Omar, he was very different. Certainly Nick was superior in the lovemaking department.

  A warm flush ran through her body as Amira thought back over the last week. They’d explored ways of mutual excitement—ones she’d only been privy to by watching her Masters. Now she was experiencing sexual pleasure in all its many facets. Nick had such an inventive mind.

  As if she’d conjured him by her thoughts, he walked in at that moment. Taking her by the hand, he headed for the bedroom. They couldn’t get enough of each other and often ate supper after engaging in extensive foreplay.

  He quickly stripped the bed and then, going to the closet, returned with two sets of cot
ton sheets. With efficient moves, Nick remade the bed, laying the top cover over the fitted.

  “What’s up?” she asked with curiosity.

  “Don’t want to mess up my good sheets.” Nick grinned. Picking up a bag he’d brought in with him, he withdrew a bottle of scented oil.

  “Lie down in the middle of the bed—on your back,” he commanded.

  She followed his order, her nipples beading with anticipation. What did he have in store for her?

  Nick massaged the oil into her skin, all the way from her feet up her torso, and then along each arm. At first, she thought he was going to give her an all-body massage. That thought made her nipples tingle. His slick hands smoothing her flesh was sensual. Her nerve endings came alive beneath his strokes and her skin quivered wherever he touched. When his hands swirled over her breasts, her nipples tightened to even smaller buds.

  Nick slid those skilled hands down to her thighs, rubbing the crease where they joined her body. Amira gasped. Using his thumbs, he stroked the line along her pubic hair, just shy of her lips. Ecstasy swirled through her mind and ran in steamy rivulets through her blood. While she awaited his next move, her stomach trembled in anticipation. Pouring more oil onto his palms, Nick’s fingers slipped inside her lips, coating her whole pussy with the liquid. Her inner fluid seeped out to meet his touch, melding with the scented oil.

  “Nick,” she moaned, her neck arching backward, grinding into the soft mattress, as blazing sensation ran through her pussy like liquid fire.

  “Delicious.” He took a deep breath, watching her.

  When he finished with her lips, he stood up and handed her the bottle. His erection stabbed the air, calling to her.

  “Now, you oil me.”

  Getting to her knees, she poured the oil onto her palms, then spread it over his hard chest. She enjoyed the texture of his muscles as she massaged his torso. Tweaking his nipples, she was rewarded by his sharp, indrawn breath.

  Her hands slid down his six-pack abdomen, playing for long seconds with the springy hair trailing below his belly button. His cock jerked.

  Wishing to torture him as he had done to her, Amira slid her hands past his cock. Taking a deep breath, she was excited by his musky scent. How she longed to take his long length and soothe it with her tongue. But Nick had a new game in mind and she was more than willing to play along.

  “Don’t forget my back.”

  Amira didn’t understand this part of the game, but grabbed his waist and turned him. Then she oiled his back, going around his cute ass and stroking the liquid on his legs.

  Nick moaned when her hands finally slipped up his brawny thighs, and then kneaded each cheek of his buttocks.

  “Turn,” she ordered.

  His cock jutted in her face when he did. The veins stood out, the large head was shiny and swollen with desire. When she slowly slid a hand on each side of his staff, he groaned. Her hands glided up and over, repeatedly. The whole time, her swollen pussy lips cried for his touch.

  “Stop,” he said huskily. “Now, lie on your stomach.”

  Nick quickly spread the oil over her back and legs, leaving her butt until last. When his hands slipped over her cheeks, she arched upward. Massaging gently, his fingers glided to her pussy. He slid his oily fingers over the lips, making sure they were soaked, even though he’d rubbed them earlier from the front.

  She groaned. Moistness leaked from her stimulated vulva, mixing with the oil.

  After Nick finished spreading the liquid, she felt him edge over her body. Their slippery flesh melded as if they were one skin. The smell of the orange-scented oil and the sensation of his body over hers were sinfully delicious.

  It felt rich and lusty. Her skin soaked up stimulation as Nick began sliding up and down. His oil-drenched body hair tickled as it rubbed against her, and Amira giggled. The whole act suddenly felt carefree, full of childish abandonment.

  But then Nick’s cock slipped between her cheeks, rimming her crevice with his hardness. Breathing was more difficult as her heart galloped madly.

  When his cock slid into her lips, her breath hitched. He slipped up and down, teasing her folds until her clit began beating erratically.

  “Nick.”

  His movements halted and cool air hit her overheated skin as he got up.

  “Turn over,” he whispered.

  Once facing him, she glued her eyes to his rigid cock. She almost came just looking at him.

  Nick stretched out atop her, caressing her face with his fingertips before catching her lips in a demanding kiss. He withdrew and teased her with chaste little pecks.

  Aggressively, Amira brought his head forward with one hand. She bit his lower lip for punishment, then shoved her tongue into his mouth.

  He moaned, and then parried her thrusts with his tongue.

  “Give me your tongue,” she whispered into his mouth. When she sucked on it, Nick took her mouth possessively.

  His head moved down and her body thrummed with sensation as Nick sucked her breast. He gave her nipple a last wet lick. “You’re going to make me come just from kissing.”

  Amira smiled, but it turned into a sigh as Nick stroked her breast.

  “I’m going to caress you all over.” He grinned, then started moving his body. His hands rubbed her arms and then slid to her breasts, while his legs moved along her lower body. It was sensual and exciting in a whole new, tingly level.

  As when he’d rubbed her backside, her senses sprang to life. Parts of her skin felt alive as they’d never been before, sensitive to his least little movement. Her flesh tingled, as if tiny electric sparks leapt through her nerve endings. Her lower lips became swollen until she ached for him to relieve the pressure.

  Using his torso, Nick moved up and down her length. Having every inch of her body stroked with slick oil by a hard masculine form was exotic and mind blowing. Her nipples puckered with excitement and some of those electric-like tingles radiated outward, sending shards of pleasure through her pussy.

  “You like my treat?” Nick bent for a scorching kiss.

  “Heavenly,” she sighed.

  Catching her lips in another searing kiss, he slid his oil-drenched cock inside her.

  Amira gasped and gripped his biceps. “Oh.”

  It took only a few long strokes of his hard length before she stopped him.

  Nick got off, then switched positions. He knelt over her face, so that he was staring down at her pubic hair. The sixty-nine position made her stomach quiver. How she longed to suck his engorged cock. If it were not for her juices mixing with the oil on his staff, she would have. She’d seen some women do just that over the years, but she couldn’t handle the thought of tasting her own fluid.

  She knew what he wanted—they were going to help each other achieve orgasm by mutual masturbation. Amira placed one hand on his thigh, and then slid her other between her lower lips.

  “That’s it, baby.”

  Nick’s husky voice made her more excited. Her clit responded to her gentle strokes and an aching pressure built between her lips. Watching her lover pump his cock was driving her to the edge. And sliding her hands up and down his thighs added to her excitement.

  “Come for me, cara.”

  His breath wafted over her heated flesh, while his hands caressed her inner thighs.

  Amira shoved upward as the orgasm ripped through her. She gazed on with hot satisfaction as Nick erupted into a climax. His sperm shot onto the bed, but a few drops fell on her chin. Gliding one finger across her skin, she licked his seed off her finger. Her other hand rubbed wildly between her lower lips, even as she watched Nick’s sperm gush out.

  The sight of his pulsating cock and the taste of his liquid on her finger threw her into yet another spasm as she came again.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  After their torrid masturbation lovemaking, they cuddled for a long time, then had a leisurely supper. Sleep that night overtook Amira as if someone had knocked her out.

  The
next morning was Saturday. She was surprised when immediately after breakfast, Nick said he had an errand to run.

  She felt bereft after he left and flipped aimlessly through his magazines. They’d been spending so much time together—she really missed him.

  Amira snorted. She was being silly. Nick did have a life outside this apartment. But what could he be doing?

  She was in the middle of watching a terribly boring movie when he strolled in two hours later. Nick had a strange look on his face. Amira jumped up and kissed him. “Is everything all right?”

  He cleared his throat. “Sure. I just have something to ask you.”

  Amira realized he was nervous. A chill ran down her spine. Nick nervous?

  “Here, sit down.” He directed her to his favorite chair, while he perched at the end of the couch.

  “Amira, since you came into my life, my world has been turned upside down.”

  That chill in her spine crawled around to her stomach. Now he was making her nervous.

  Taking her hands, he continued, “You showed me there is magic in this world. You made it possible for me to fulfill exotic fantasies.” He stared over her head.

  What was up? Did Nick no longer want her?

  Returning his gaze to her, he said softly, “But the greatest gift you brought me was love.”

  Amira’s knotted stomach plunged to her feet.

  “While I loved having you as my genie and all the luscious wishes you gave me—I want something different now.”

  Nick fumbled in his pocket and brought forth a tiny box. He scooted off the couch and onto his knees in front of her.

  Her heart was doing flips and the blood rushed out of her face.

  “Amira, you’re not going to faint, are you?” Nick grasped her hands tightly, his eyes worried.

  Taking a few trembling breaths, she shook her head. “I’m okay now—please continue.”

  He stared at her, as if to reassure himself. “I want you to marry me. I want you to be mine forever.”

  She sat stunned, unable to move, her body overwhelmed by a cascade of emotion.