Chapter 19 #2
I kept going until I heard her gasping for air and, with a devilish smile, pulled my hand away.
Her eyes, which had fluttered shut with ecstasy, snapped open in confusion and annoyance. I chuckled, kissed her lips, then bent and scooped her into my arms.
I stalked into the room with her in my arms, the urgency between us turning feral. I dropped her onto the mattress, and the moment her back hit the sheets, she reached for me, her fingers digging into my shoulders and dragging me into her orbit.
“No more talking, Thal,” she hissed, her eyes dark with a hunger that mirrored the storm in my blood. She wasn't surrendering tonight. She was taking.
As I stripped away the last of the barriers between us, I realized Zeno was wrong. This wasn’t a leash. It was a tether. I was the one bound to her, and as her legs wrapped around my waist, locking me into her heat, I knew I’d go to hell and back just to keep this feeling for one more night.
I didn't bother with the zipper. I heard the satisfying, violent snap of denim as I stripped her of the jeans, leaving her in nothing but a scrap of red lace. She looked up at me, a wreckage of vulnerability and raw desire, the air between us thick enough to taste.
I sank to my knees between her thighs, my hands forcing them wide until she was completely exposed to the amber glow of the fire. My cock was a heavy, throbbing ache, but I wanted to ruin her with my tongue before I claimed her with my body.
“Thal,” she whispered, and the sound of my name on her lips was a jagged caress.
I tilted my head, planting feathery, scorching kisses along her inner thighs. I reveled in the rolling shudders that followed my mouth, the way her skin pebbled under my touch. I took my time, my tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path of white-hot heat toward her center.
Her breath turned into a series of shallow gasps. As I moved closer, her hips bucked, trying to guide me home, but I pinned her thighs down with my palms.
“Keep them open, beauty,” I commanded, my voice a low, dark vibration against her skin. “I want to see exactly how much you want me.”
“You’re killing me,” she hissed, her fingers tangling in my hair, her nails finding my scalp.
“I haven’t even begun,” I replied, the truth of it vibrating through me as I finally tasted the sweetness of her surrender.
I continued my slow assault, sliding my tongue down and up her inner thighs, never quite reaching her trembling pussy, and then came to rest at her hip bones. Kissing her, so lightly that I wasn’t even sure if she felt it, I gradually moved inward, lingering on the tender flesh of her pelvis.
Her hips wiggled and writhed as if her skin was trying to catch my mouth.
I smiled at her eagerness and wondered if she knew this was torturous for me too.
I wanted nothing more than to plunge my tongue deep inside her hot, pulsing center, but I also wanted to give her as much pleasure as humanly possible.
She fucking deserved it.
Going fast wasn’t going to accomplish that.
As I inched my way toward her sex, I let my hands slide up her torso, my palms caressing her silky skin, traveling over the tantalizing peaks and valleys of her curves.
The fullness of her breasts against my palms made my cock throb painfully.
My fingers found a nipple and squeezed, just as I let my tongue dart out and brush against her clit.
“Oh! Thal!” she cried out, pleased that she was reacting so intensely to the contrast of feelings.
I lifted my mouth from her mound, smiling up at her. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, and her mouth slightly parted.
She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“Daphne,” I whispered.
She pulled her head up, looking down at me with shimmering eyes.
“Yes?”
A crooked grin stretched across my face. “I’m going to taste you now.”
She groaned, shaking her head. She reached down and put her hand on the back of my head, her gaze holding mine hotly.
“Please, Thal? I need you.”
Firmly, she pushed my head forward, and I smiled as my mouth met her flesh.
I’d teased her long enough. And as soon as my tongue slipped between her folds, I tasted the treasure I had been expecting.
She was slick with arousal, her juices as sweet as peaches.
I moaned at the sensation of her, the flavor of her, the heat of her.
It was pure ecstasy, and I could no longer hold back.
My tongue dove into her, lapping up every drop of her sweet nectar. I slid my tongue up her folds to find her clit again, capturing it between my lips and sucking and nibbling with abandon.
“Fuck, God yes. Thal, please don’t stop,” she cried out, her fingers sinking into my hair and pushing me against her firmly.
I gave her everything she wanted, sucking her clit into my mouth and flicking it repeatedly with my tongue, until she was writhing beneath me and crying and gasping, her moans drifting into the air.
Her thighs clamped around my head, but I kept going, determined to savor the sweet pleasure from her body.
“Yes, Thal, yes!” she cried out before her body tensed up, her thighs tightening even more around my head as she shuddered violently.
I kept going through it all, sucking and nibbling even harder as her juices began to pour from her. As her body relaxed, the sweetest whimpers escaped from her mouth, her thighs falling open in surrender, her beautiful pussy pulsing against my lips.
I let my tongue slide lazily up and down her folds, licking up her pleasure.
“Thal, my god,” she whispered, her voice dazed with bliss.
My heart swelled with emotion as I sensuously dragged my body against hers, until her face was inches from mine.
“Thank you for letting me do that,” I whispered, my cock throbbing hotly against her soaked pussy.
She laughed, shaking her head. “I think I’m supposed to be thanking you.”
“Trust me, Daph, that was all for me,” I said. I loved making her cheeks red, making her eyes shine with satisfaction, and making her shudder with release. It was the greatest pleasure of my life these days.
My cock nudged against her entrance, hot, throbbing, so damn eager to sink into her warm, sweet core. But my mind wasn’t quite there.
I kissed her, relishing in the emotions swelling inside me, gleefully drowning in the deep connection pulsing between us.
Daphne was everything I’d ever wanted.
Not my casino. Not my money. Financial wealth wasn’t what I’d been searching for all that time. I’d just been confused and misguided.
What I’d always wanted was this.
A strong, vibrant connection with this beautiful woman who’d opened something inside me that I never knew I had. Daphne made me feel like I could take on the world and win.
With her by my side, I realized I’d already won.
Anything that mattered was mine now.
Daphne was mine.
My tongue swirled around hers, our kiss deepening as I shifted my hips and let my cock sink into her.
I moaned into her mouth, the velvety slide of her pussy against my shaft sending fireworks of pleasure shooting off inside my brain, threatening to send me crashing over the edge way before I was ready to.
I took my time.
I pushed forward until I was completely inside her, her heat enveloping me deliciously. Her thighs widened, then wrapped around my hips, pulling me in even closer. I lingered for a moment, needing to feel surrounded by her, craving this closeness, the closest we could possibly get.
“I need this, beauty,” I rasped, my cock buried to the hilt in her soaked, pulsing heat. I didn't want a performance. I wanted her soul.
I grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the furs, and drove into her with a rhythmic, brutal intensity that made the world outside the safe house vanish.
“Fuck, Daphne ... you’re milking me dry,” I hissed, my jaw tight as her internal walls clamped around me. I looked down at her—flushed, beautiful, and utterly mine. “Tell me whose brand you’re wearing. Tell me who you’re choosing.”
Her eyes snapped open, gold clashing with my dark gaze. “Yours,” she gasped, the word a broken prayer. “I choose you, Thal. Always you.”
Her words spurred me on, my cock twitching inside her. I raised my hips, my cock pulling out inch by inch, until I slid back inside. Tiny golden threads of lust wound their way through my body, leaving me breathless and throwing all intentions of going slow out of my mind completely.
I pulled out again, then slid back in, the gasp coming from her mouth encouraging me more.
“Yes, Thal, harder!” she cried out, her eyes wide with excitement. “Fuck me, beauty. Please? I want everything you’ve got.”
She had no idea what she was asking for.
Passion rolled over me like a wave crashing against the shore, my body on fire for her now that she was on the tip of my cock. I thrust in and out of her, each stroke harder, each slam faster, until she was crying out with each blow.
She opened her thighs so I could have better access, and I growled at her movement, my cock slamming harder and deeper with every thrust. Delicious waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, my cock swelling with every passing moment.
Her hands found my ass, squeezing before traveling over my skin, her fingernails scraping against me and sending shivers straight to my cock. Her gaze crashed into mine as I slammed into her, our electric connection flowing between us, unbreakable, unending.
“Fuck, Daphne, I’m going to come, baby. You’re driving me crazy,” I hissed, trying to hold back.
I wanted to fuck her forever, feel the walls of her hot cunt sliding against my hard shaft. But I knew I’d never be able to do that.
She was too beautiful.
Too sexy.
Too sensual.
I loved her way too much to last forever.
And she fucking knew it. With a shimmer of coyness shining in her eyes, she tightened her pussy, gripping my shaft with short, pulsing movements.
“Daphne!” I growled out as she stole the breath from my lungs.
Proudly, she lifted her chin and did it again, this time harder, longer, gripping my shaft each time it pulled out, milking me with a lusty fervor.
I lifted and grabbed her hips, unable to hold back any longer.
“Fuck!” I shouted.
My fingers dug into her tender flesh, and my hips pierced the air, thrusting hard and fast as I could go, my cock slamming into her unrelentingly.
The pressure rose inside me, the intense pleasure of my orgasm pulsing through my body, until I was trembling.
My eyes nearly rolled back, the fiery heat of my desire splashing into her, every drop filling her completely.
“Yes, Thal, give it all to me,” she hissed, before her pussy clenched around me, her release threatening to squeeze me to death.
Her wetness mixed with mine, a delicious cocktail of love and satisfaction that covered us.
I held her in my arms, my cock still twitching inside her, and kissed her deeply, my heart spilling all its emotion onto her. I caressed her cheeks and looked down at her, knowing that no matter what happened or where life took us, we were exactly where we were supposed to be.
In each other’s arms…
I held her in my arms, my heart thundering against her skin. The heat of our bodies was the only thing keeping the cold reality of tomorrow at bay. I leaned in, my voice dropping to a rough, jagged whisper.
“I love you,” I said, the words sounding like both a confession and a threat.
Saying them again didn't make them feel any safer. It was like handing her the only weapon that could destroy me. Every time I admitted it, the walls I’d built around my heart cracked a little more.
“I’ve loved you since you stood on that beach and looked at me like I was worth saving.”
She gripped my face, her fingers digging into my hair, her kiss tasting of tears and desperation.
“I love you, Thal,” she whispered against my lips. “But if we go to that marina tomorrow, we both come back. Do you hear me? No martyrs. No heroes. No more debts. Just us.”
“Just us,” I promised, pulling her into the sheets as my body responded to her touch again.
I was lying to her. As I watched her fall into a fitful sleep, I knew the truth was a ticking bomb in the room. The transfer pending clock was at zero.
If I had to choose between the city, the ledger, or her breath tomorrow? I’d burn the ledger and let the city drown in blood before I let a single hand touch what was mine.
I wasn’t a hero. I was the monster who was going to make sure my queen was the only one left standing.
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