CHAPTER 31 #4
My eyes widened at his brazenness. He sat up, resting back on his knees, not once breaking eye contact with me.
His hands ran down my thighs, and he curled my knees, bending them slightly, drifting his hands to the string tying my pants together.
He gently tugged, and the knot loosened at his touch, falling apart just like I was about to.
He pulled at each string until the pants loosened, and then hooked his fingers in the waistband; he slowly pulled them down, peeling them off my body.
They glided over my legs as if they couldn’t wait anymore either.
He tossed them to the side of the mat, as a slight chill ran through me as I realized my lower half was completely naked and I was baring all of myself to him.
He reached for my hands and pulled me from the mat, claiming my mouth without warning.
His hands skimmed the hemline of my top before they hooked under it and grazed the skin on my stomach.
I shuddered at the tender but ticklish touch; he freed my mouth, pulling my top over my head.
I reached back and undid my hair, letting my untameable curls fall around me; the loose tendrils caressed my nipples in tandem with the sharp, uneven breaths I was taking.
He leaned in and kissed me again, his hand bracing my back as he lowered us to the ground.
I fought the reflex to cover myself and placed my hands on my stomach, running small circles over my own skin.
He released me from the kiss and moved slowly down my neck, to my breasts, and then to my stomach, causing me to suck in a sharp breath as my stomach dipped inwards at the feel of his lips.
As his kisses drew tantalizing patterns on my skin, my heart pounded, wanting to be freed from the cage of bone holding it in place.
He continued to trail kisses lower, until his head came to a stop between my thighs; my back arched in response when his warm breath explored me in all the right places.
“You’re so ready for me, Avyn….” He said from between my thighs, eyes as dark as the storm outside, darted up to meet mine.
Each word sent waves of heat coursing through my body.
He kissed each of my thighs, and they quivered at his touch.
His tongue teased a path down one thigh, and up the other, before he blew a cool breeze on the path his tongue had made.
The hot and cold sensation was exquisite, and a small helpless moan left me.
He hadn’t even touched me yet, and I was already melting.
He could ask me for anything right now, and I would give it to him.
I let out a gasp as his tongue ran up me, right where the heat had been building at my core, catching me by surprise.
His tongue was slow at first, gliding over my entrance to my clit, repeatedly, until he finally came to a stop, resting at the top, fluttering his tongue in fast, delicious movements.
My body was acting on its own now as the pleasure mounted; my breathing was uneven, and shallow breaths responded to every roll of his tongue.
I was lost in this moment, closing my eyes as the pleasure gathered, trying to free itself from my body.
My eyes flew open when his fingers entered me, curling in perfection at the spot inside.
Mist like shadows surrounded the breathtaking man who currently had his head between my thighs.
Sucking and licking me to my core. The sensation became too much, his mouth on me, his fingers inside me, the darkness surrounding us, and I cried out in pleasure as I fell over the edge.
“I’m going to make you moan every day. Every night. Knowing I’m the reason you can’t stay quiet wrecks me in the best kind of way.”
He stood up, and his length was bulging against his leather pants, wanting to break free and release the tension that was being held back.
“I need you. Now.” The last word rang through the room at the same time as lightning flashed across the walls.
His pants fell to the ground, and the sight of him was startling. Holy. Fuck. That … was inside me yesterday. He lowered his body over mine until I could feel his rigid hardness at my entrance.
“If I go too hard, tell me.” He was doing everything in his power to refrain from losing control.
He pushed into me, and a faint whimper spilled from my mouth.
He pushed deeper, and I rolled my head backward against the mat as he filled me, stretching me.
The fullness of him alone was about to send me over the edge again.
He moved slowly at first, but his desire and need took over, going quicker with each thrust. His hair fell over his forehead, a disheveled mess.
My hands found their way to his back, digging in, pulling him closer to me, wanting more, wanting all of him.
He moved faster. Harder. Thrusting into me with each grind of his hips.
The shadows were exploring the ceiling, entwining with the wooden beams. Could this room hold all this power?
Electricity gathered in my core, my back arched, and I bit my lip, teetering on the brink of release.
He could feel I was about to shatter again, and he wanted to tumble into that delicious chaos with me, our bodies tangled in the perfect storm.
The Black mist consumed everything as he picked up his speed, and just as his breathing faltered, I cried out his name as I fell into a blissful abyss.
“Zen!”
And he unraveled, grunting as he pulsed inside of me, and the world slipped into darkness. He stayed still for a moment before lowering his forehead to mine, as he drew in unsteady, broken breaths.
“Avyn….”