Page 87

With a deep sigh against her lips, his eyelids drooped.She is showing she wants me.

Geryon slipped his hands behind her to undo the ties of her dress. Being gentle with the delicate fabric, he pulled.

She lowered her arms for him, and he could scent her arousal deepening, a mouth-watering swirl of it. Pushing her dress down her body slowly, his hands followed by sliding against her sides, just so he could caress her.

She continued to kiss him as she stepped from it. Yet, she wouldn’t let him remove her undergarment dress.

Rather than letting him, he felt her hands reach around him to undo the special clips at the back of his coat. He was wearing one of his elaborate coats today, one with many chains winding around him for design.

He could tell she was struggling to fumble with something she’d never tried to undo, and she pulled away from the kiss to concentrate.

“Perhaps you should turn around?”

Geryon brushed his lips against the side of her neck, lowering his hands so he could place them against her backside.

“No. This is turning me on,” he answered before he pulled her hips towards him to thrust his already growing cock against her.

“How is that possible?” She shook her head like she couldn’t believe him.

“For four days, I have wanted nothing more than to be buried inside you. The anticipation of doing so again while you are finally naked is enough to excite me.” He pressed against her again while drawing his tongue against her skin, tasting the salt of her flesh. “Take your time.”

The wait would just draw out more desperation from him, make him yearn for it harder. It also meant he could play with her, grow her desire while he teased her with his mouth and, hopefully, by sliding himself against her. He even twirled his tongue into the shell of her ear.

The fact she wanted him naked as well, to look at and touch him, was deeply satisfying.

I will get to spend the night with her.He knew that’s what this meant.She wishes to remain with me.

Geryon began to remove the pins and clips from her hair, wanting to see it free for the first time. He wanted to see how the rich, long length of her brown hair waved around her shoulders and back. He wanted to watch it halo around her head, wanted to be able to freely fist it if he wished.

When she finally removed his coat, she made short work of the white tunic that laid underneath. The moment it was gone, she began to press feather-light kisses against the top of his chest.

Her lips travelled up the side of his neck as she pulled down his breeches. He’d removed his boots before she’d even finished with his coat. With his vision wavering, his head tilted back to give her better access to his neck as he felt her hand wrap around his cock. A quiet groan broke from his lips when she stroked him, petting his shaft with her delicate palm.

“You are rather impressive,” she said softly near his ear.

The compliment made him pulsate in her hand.

She ran her other palm up his torso, over his muscled chest. He wondered if she purposely ran it over his nipple before she brought it over his shoulder. It drifted down his back, like she wanted to rub her palm over all the muscles that happily leapt to her soft touch.

Geryon shuddered against the overwhelming sensations she was trying to feed him all at once. She even grabbed his arse, like she was admiring his body.

He didn’t want to come like this. The fact she was reciprocating was already bringing him closer.

He lowered his head so he could see as he grabbed the shift still covering her. As he pulled it up, she was forced to release him so she could raise her arms.

There was no blush, not a shred of bashfulness.

She was confident, and she revealed just how much so by stepping away to lower herself against the bed once she was fully unclothed. She crawled backwards until she was completely laying on her elbows.

While she kept one leg straight, she bent the other and pulled it to the side, revealing the pink of her folds and core to him. She didn’t even seem to mind that a dribble of thick, milky-white liquid dripped from her, proof that he’d already filled that warm channel with his seed.Such boldness is my undoing.

Pre-cum welled on the tip of his shaft at her blatantly showing her body like this.

“Your body is just as lovely as your face,” he told her, his voice husky and coarse.

So comely.He fell to his knees on the bed, each one beside her straightened leg.

He ran his hands up her bent leg, up her inner and outer thigh to circle it completely with both his hands. His lips followed in the middle between his thumbs. When he ran them over her hips, his tongue licked over one of her hip bones that became prominent when her pelvis arched to his wet stroke.