Page 54 of Forbidden Desire

“Hush,” I soothed, positioning my mouth over the bundle of nerves that sought my attention.

“Oh God.” She bucked against my fingers, taking every inch and pushing her nub to my lips. Obliging her request, I kissed her essence before wrapping my mouth around it and sucking.

“Oh fuck!” Her heels lowered to either side of my head, pressing into the bed as she struggled to be free of the ferocity, but the hand holding her in place meant that was impossible. Elodie was going nowhere until she was riding the stars, and I was content with her journey.

So enthralled, I ignored her crude language, making the briefest note to rectify later before I brushed the tip of my tongue over her desperate nub. My digits plowed into her sublime sex, enjoying the feel of the place my organ would soon be as she struggled to be free of my ministration.

“No, doe bheag.” I breathed the words over her wet body. “You stay until I say otherwise.”

“Jeemie, it’s too much,” she squealed.

Ignoring her plea, I buried my mouth over her sex, clamping down until she bucked, trying to force me from my place.

“Jeemie, Jeemie!”

I could not be sure if she was closer to tears than ecstasy, but the way her hands rose to my hair reassured the sensations were slipping into decadence.

“Oh God.”

Gripping the back of my hair, her hips jerked, immobilized as the first wave of gratification crashed over her. My gaze rose, taking in the curve of her breasts and the frantic expression on her face as she finally had no choice but to cede to my will and the wall of impending bliss.

“Jeemie, oh God!”

She held me there against her as the carnality swelled. My organ throbbed with impatience, its passion only kept in check by the promise of what was to come. When the spasms of her body finally settled and her breathing had returned to normal, I relented and rose to loom over her flushed face.

“Is that better, doe bheag?”

“Jeemie.” Grateful eyes fluttered open to meet mine. “Thank you. That was incredible, but I need you inside me.”

“Funny,” I replied, wiping the remnants of her climax from my jaw with the heel of my hand. “I was just thinking the same thing.”

Directing my cock between her legs, I impaled her with one hard thrust, filling the space I had lubricated with my ministrations. Her lips parted as her hands found the globes of my ass and drew me even deeper inside her.

“Oh, yes.” Her hips rose, her greedy little nub grazing my flesh. “Yes!”

Lowering to my elbows, I withdrew before slamming back into her sublime sex. Never had I experienced a connection like it, never had I even dreamt one as visceral could be possible.

“Elodie.” My head lowered gently to hers as my hips snapped forward again.

“Fuck me,” she commanded, still somehow under the impression she had the right to call the shots or use such irreverent language.

There was no option but to disregard it... for now. The snug warmth of her was too sensational to give up, the closeness swelling between us too instinctual. I wanted this woman—not just to be inside her, but to know her in a way I had never known another.

“You shall get what you want, doe bheag,” I growled, finding her mouth with mine as my passion intensified. “You shall always have it.”

Sliding past her lips, my tongue invaded her mouth as my hard length plundered her slippery core. Surely, no carnal possession had ever been as primal, no coupling as critical? Rising to my palms, I steadied for the approaching orgasm, sensing it would be larger and more blistering than any I had experienced before. I cried out as it pummeled me, barely able to take in the air I needed as I filled her with my seed.

Satiated, she mewled as I collapsed over her, her small fingers playing with my hair, pulling me back to life.

“Jeemie, that was amazing.”

I smiled against the covers, my head too heavy to meet her beautiful eyes.

“You are exquisite,” I breathed in reply. “As I knew you would be.” Rolling from her body, I pulled her against me, enveloping her in my heat when she sighed contentedly at my side.

I had no idea if she was right about our odds of creating a child, knew not of the things she spoke of with such relaxed certainty, but at this moment, I could not think to care. I wanted to hold her for all eternity and foster this feeling until there was nothing else in the entire world. No union had ever produced such warmth and surety.

“I’ve never had an orgasm that intense.” She glanced up as if the admission was risqué. “But I’d love to have another.”