24. Edgar
Jasmine was just as gorgeous in the nude as Ed had imagined, but the reality of her was even headier—the hot silk of her skin, the intoxicating taste of her mouth, the way she moved against him, her lithe body straining closer, seeking more.
”I want you,” she breathed. ”I want you now.”
He groaned, his erection throbbing almost painfully between them, and as she dipped her hand between their bodies and wrapped her palm around his shaft, his hips bucked into her hold as if they had a mind of their own. He nearly came right then and there.
That wasn”t how he”d envisioned the encounter. If he climaxed now, he wouldn”t be able to refrain from biting Jasmine, and that would send her on a euphoric trip that could last hours. He could wait for her to wake up and then have her again, but he didn”t want to wait, and he didn”t want to shortchange their pleasure by ending their shower interlude in under thirty seconds.
”Don”t.” He placed his hand over hers on his shaft. ”I don”t want it to be over before it begins.”
She looked into his eyes, gold flecks swirling hypnotically in her irises, and after a moment, her grip on his happy handle slackened, and her lips curved in a smile. ”Should I switch the temperature to cold?”
”No need, beautiful.” He started going down to his knees, his hands sliding down her sides, caressing the smooth, silky, golden skin. ”Just let me worship you first.”
”Oh, goddess.” She let out a throaty groan and leaned against the fiberglass wall.
”Yes, you are.” He smoothed his hands back to cup her bottom and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the top of her hairless mound.
She must have had her pubic hair professionally removed because the skin was flawlessly smooth, and her scent…
Fates, her scent.
He was getting lightheaded.
”You smell divine.”
She emitted a throaty chuckle. ”That”s because I”m a goddess, right?”
”To me, you are.” He slid a finger inside of her while pressing his mouth over her clit to suck it in.
”Fuck me!” Jasmine hissed.
He let go of her clit and looked up at her with a grin. ”I will, just not yet.” He wedged a second finger inside her.
Her hips churning, she lifted her hands to cup her ample breasts, rubbing her thumbs over her nipples as she gyrated over his fingers.
He berated himself for not giving them the proper attention and vowed to remedy the neglect as soon as he was done getting his fill of her feminine nectar.
Clamping his hands on her ass, he held her in place as he kissed her tender bud, soft kisses that were more teasing than satisfying. She tried to grind herself over his fingers and his mouth, and even though his hold on her was unyielding, she kept fighting despite the futility of it.
Stubborn woman.
He liked strong females, and her stubbornness only spurred his arousal.
As she burrowed her fingers into his hair and tugged hard, he groaned against her throbbing clit and rewarded her with a flick of his tongue.
”Yes, just like that,” she encouraged. ”It”s so good.”
It was, but it would be even better in bed. The shower had seemed like a good idea, but it was way too small. On the other hand, it meant that everything was within reach.
It was the work of a moment for him to turn off the water, grab the towel, and wrap Jasmine in it.
”What are you doing?” she finally croaked when he lifted her into his arms.
”The bed will be much more comfortable.”
”I”ve never seen anyone move so fast.” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
”Pilot training.” He laid her on the narrow bed using one hand while tugging the towel with the other.
Her large amber eyes grew even bigger. ”How come you are so strong?”
Toweling off, he laughed. ”Next, you”ll ask why my teeth are so long.”
Hopefully, his thrall made sure that her brain couldn”t process seeing his fangs, but she must have sensed that something was off and that she was in the presence of a predator because a shudder went through her.
”Are you cold?” he asked, tossing the towel into the small bathroom.
She shook her head. ”I”m serious. I”m heavy, and you lifted me with one arm like I weighed no more than a feather.”
He prowled over her. ”Lots of weightlifting.” He cupped her breasts and then lightly pinched her nipples.
Jasmine narrowed her eyes at him. ”You said that you don”t go to the gym.”
If she was this coherent, he wasn”t doing a good job of pleasuring her.
”You said that you only…”
Lifting her by her waist, he twisted her around before the last syllable left her mouth.
His hand on her nape, he pushed her down so her face was on the mattress and her ass was high in the air.
Jasmine turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. ”What are you doing?”
”What does it look like I”m doing? I”m still worshiping my goddess.”
Bending down, he extended his tongue and gave her wet slit a long lick. ”Delightful.” He smacked his lips before diving in for more.