by Kiru Taye
Today, though, nothing about her had been withdrawn. Seeing her as she stepped out of the front door to greet him had warmed his heart. She’d looked so radiant, her dark skin glowing in the sunlight and her smile glorious. He’d felt like being favoured by a goddess. The sun had caught on the coppery strands of her hair, turning it into a cascade of flames tamed by the brown strands. Having her in his arms had been like heaven, her now familiar scent surrounding him, welcoming him home. She belonged to him and him to her. His body’s wild reaction to her had been instantaneous. When he’d kissed her in their bedroom, it had taken all his control to stop at just kissing.
His body stirred again. He needed to go to his wife. Shutting down his laptop, he stood and went in search of her.
Ebony walked out of the en-suite bathroom and stopped. Felix sat on the bed, taking his shirt off. At the sight of the broad shoulders, taut pectorals, and rippling bicep muscles, her breath caught in her throat and a warm shiver crept up her back. Fascinated, she stared at him with undisguised hunger, lips parted, body flushed.
He tossed the shirt aside and their gazes met. His cheek dipped with a dimple, his smile oh-so-sexy.
Lava pooled low in her belly. She swiped clammy hands over the silk negligee covering her thighs.
What was the matter with her? Felix had been injured, sex probably the last thing on his mind. She needed to concentrate on making him comfortable.
“Can I help you with something?” she asked, keeping her tone jovial. But her face heated up when his lips curled in a wicked grin.
“Sure, you can. Come here.” His deep, husky voice sent her heart racing with anticipation. Her awareness of him racked up to scorching level.
Legs trembling a little, she walked over to him and stopped at arm’s length. Desire filled his eyes, turning them into fiery onyx. An ache settled in her core, a need for him to kiss her again, to feel his hands setting her skin ablaze. She wanted to taste him, to touch him. Yet, she hesitated.
“What would you like me to do?” she asked, not sure if he wanted help with his trousers, unable to keep her eyes away from his stomach muscles tapering into them. She tried to keep her thoughts on what needed to be done. The loose-fitting cargo pants were probably the only things he could wear with the plaster cast on his ankle. With zippers at the sides and on the hems, it could come off easily
“Come closer,” he demanded in a low, growling voice.
Chapter Five
At his command, Ebony braced her quivering body. Took another faltering step towards Felix until she stood between his thighs and their firmness pressed against her legs.
This man, her husband, stared at her with smouldering gaze as if he unlocked his soul and laid it bare for her to see. The thudding of her heart against her ribs increased.
Was it really wrong to succumb, to let him fulfil what his eyes promised, what she wanted? After months of misery and grief, was this little respite not unwarranted?
After all, he belonged to her, legally, at least. She wanted to claim him and be claimed in return. For the past two months, she’d felt like a possession abandoned on the lost property shelf and yet with an owner’s tag. Discarded.
Had her luck finally changed? Would she be returned to a place of pride at Felix’s side?
Without a word, he reached out and tugged the belt of her short, burgundy silk robe. She held her breath, expectation bubbling through her. The intensity of his gaze burned her up. The robe fell loose, exposing a matching silk negligee underneath.
Warm, rough palms slid down her neck, pushing the robe off her shoulders. It fell in a pool of silk on the intricately designed Oriental rug. He ran his hands up and down her arms; goose bumps skittered over her skin.
“I'm going to learn your body.” His husky voice washed over her in awareness. “Every curve, every dip, ever contour, every swell. What makes you gasp with pleasure, what makes you sigh with satisfaction.”
Long fingers traced her face in a gentle caress and then slid downwards, leisurely, to her neck, the valley between the swell of her breasts, over and under her breasts, flicking her already hardening nipples. The friction he created with the silk fabric against her sensitised skin sent a multitude of sensation thrilling through her body. She let out a soft mewl.
“And when I'm done, you will be screaming my name in ecstasy. Would you like that, Ima-mmi?”
Yes! Working her heavy tongue in suddenly dry mouth proved useless. Lowering her lashes briefly as she struggled to control her choppy breathing, she nodded instead.
His hands moved further down, gliding over her flat, contracting stomach muscles, hips, trembling thighs, and finally coming back up to rest on her waist.
With his thumbs skimming the under swell of her breasts, his hands bunched up her short negligee, gathering the hem to her waist. He paused and stared at her belly button.
Her skin tingled as he leaned forward and pressed soft lips against the dip on her tummy, then pink, rough tongue slid out and licked the spot.
Knees trembling, she clutched his shoulders to keep upright. Sensation pooled between her thighs at his tender yet erotic gesture.
“I want to see the rest of you. Raise your hands.”
She complied and he pulled her negligee over her head and dropped it to join the robe.
Exposed and vulnerable, she stood silently, trembling both with uncertainty and expectation. She couldn’t hide her physical and emotional reaction to him.
Leaning back, he surveyed her with unconcealed longing.
Tell him. This was not part of your arrangement with him.
Doubt warred with desire. When Felix’s memory returned, he would surely blame her for deceiving him. For letting him do this. He’d sworn he’d never touch her like this.
Still, she wanted—needed to feel like a cherished woman after all the trauma. Ached with her heart and body for him—his words, his touch, and his love. She would take whatever he offered, even temporarily.
He held either side of her head, lifting her chin up so her yearning golden eyes met his scorching black ones. Her need to connect with him nearly knocked her over.
“You are beautiful,” he uttered huskily and tugged her closer.
She tumbled into him. Any reservations she had dissolved with the kiss, his mouth taking possession of hers. She clung to him, her hands on his shoulders. His hands played with her breasts, tweaking the already taut and sensitive nipples.
Awareness ratcheted up within her—of Felix, his hands, his tongue, his body, his heat, his smell, all of it an intoxicating foray that broke down her walls. She succumbed, giving what he demanded and taking all that he gave.
A trail of heat followed his hand on her skin as it travelled downwards, skimming her sensitive inner thighs, finally stopping at her apex. Her womb contracted with expectation. She moved her legs wider apart, eager for his touch to her inner recesses.
Melting, burning up, she’d craved his touch for so long, and she moaned her impatience when he didn’t delve in immediately at her body’s invitation.
Palm pressed against her mound, he broke the kiss. Panting, she opened her eyes to find a smile of pure masculine pride and hunger on his face.
With his left hand braced on her back, holding her up, his right hand parted her inner folds. Fingers slid against her slickness, circling but not touching where she needed him most. Her breath caught in her throat, her body flushing.
Delight coursed over her when his mouth captured a sensitive nipple and sucked gently. His thumb flicked her swollen nub and her juices coated his digits. She gasped with pleasure as his fingers filled her expanding core. Grasping his shoulders and lost in sensation, she rode his hands as he pumped his fingers into her, tilting her head back in ecstasy and crying out his name.
Unexpectedly, he swept her up and laid her flat against the pillows on the bed. His desire- filled gaze skimmed her body.
“Tonight is about you. I want to taste you. To feel your pleasure in my mouth. To watch you come apart
.”
The mixture of her mind-blowing orgasm and his adoring words overwhelmed her with emotion. Tears misted her eyes and her throat clogged up.
If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.
“This is no dream, Ebony.” His knuckles brushed her left cheek.
She squeezed her eyes shut, uncomfortable for speaking her thoughts out loud.
“Look at me.”
Warm air feathered her face. She lifted her lids at his demand to find his face only inches from hers.
Onyx eyes burned with passion, his voice gruff. “I need you to trust me.”
Arm braced on both sides of her body, he lowered his head and sealed their lips in a kiss filled with reverence and affection. Less insistent. Slow and gentle.
Sandwiched between the plush satin bedspread and the rock hardness of Felix on top of her, she basked in the decadent caresses he extended to the rest of her writhing body.
Arousal fired up in her veins. This wasn’t just a physical need for fulfilment but an emotional longing to connect with the soul inhabiting his body. Never had she felt this longing to be completely consumed.
Felix worshiped her body with his hands, mouth, tongue, teeth. With each lick and nip, each swipe and caress, he studied her expression as if learning what pleased her.
Fingers clutched the sheet, teeth biting her bottom lip as he slowly drove her insane with feverish need.
His indulgent kisses peppered her feet and legs before travelling upwards. Uncontrollable tremors passed through her when he parted her thighs and settled between them on his knees. Fingers spread the lips at her core open and his tongue flicked at her swollen nub. Sensation swarmed her again. Her hips arched up involuntarily.
“Oh God!” She moaned out loud.
“You’re as pink as strawberry ice cream and taste divine.”
Using his mouth, he probed, licked, sucked until he had her high on ecstasy. She gripped his head, holding him against her as he expertly took her closer and closer to seventh heaven until she floated over the edge. She tried to hold back, afraid of taking the plunge.
“Let go, Ebony. Come for me,” he breathed against her core.
Her womb contracted over and over. And she let go, screaming his name as she soared over the cliffs of total bliss.
When she eventually floated down, she opened her eyes to see Felix beside her, smiling tenderly. He pulled her into his arms, her head on the crook of his arm. She put her hand on his chest and looked up at him, her brain in a fuddle.
Did he just give her pleasure and not expect anything in return? Not believing it, she lifted her head up.
“Felix?”
“Sleep, ima-mmi. Tonight was about you. Though I got plenty of pleasure from watching you come apart. Sleep.” He kissed her forehead.
Replete and contented, she curled up against him, her eyes drooping into sleep.
Ebony stirred and opened eyes still heavy with sleep. The grey light filtering through the curtains hinted at early dawn. She attempted to shift her position so she could see the table clock on the bedside cabinet and realised she lay trapped. Cocooned against a warm, hard body.
Felix!
She hadn’t dreamt it. He had stayed with her in bed all night. More than stayed with her, as she recalled all the sensuous and loving things he did to her body last night. Just thinking of it sent her insides contracting in pleasure. A smile curled her lips and excitement made her heart beat faster.
Her back flush against his chest, his hard arousal lay cradled between her bum cheeks.
He slept naked!
Last night when she fell asleep, he had still been wearing his trousers. When had he removed them?
Wanton need pulsed between her thighs, her body responding instantly. Throwing all caution to the wind, she wriggled her bottom against him. Last night had been wonderful. Still, she remained unfulfilled. Uncompleted. She needed him deep inside so she couldn’t tell where she ended and he began.
“Good morning, ima-mmi,” he whispered in her ear.
His voice, deep and husky, melted her already hot body. His stubble scoured her cheek, sensitising it.
She turned around to face him. He had the sexiest smile she had ever seen. Her heart swelled. This was her man.
“Good morning.”
Brushing his lips over hers, he kissed her briefly, his tongue licking the seam from end to end.
“Sleep well?”
His intense dark eyes scanned her face as if he could read her mind. Her cheeks warmed up. Did he know what she wanted him to do to her? What she wanted them to do together?
“Yes, like a baby,” she said in a breathy voice. “How’s your leg?”
“It’s still there.” His eyes twinkled with amusement.
“Oh, you! You know what I mean.” Playing, she punched his chest.
“I do.” His hand caressed her arm, blazing a trail of heat down to her hips.
Filled with courage, she decided to take matters into her own hand. Her husband was always so controlled and in charge; for once, she wanted to be the one to make him come apart.
Moving her hand down his chest, she caressed him. When she flicked the hardened tip of his nipple, a soft sound escaped his lips. Pleasure washed over her at his reaction and she got bolder. She trailed further down until she reached her goal. Wrapping his erection into her palm, she stroked the pulsing, hot and hard steel encased in satin. He groaned and she slid downwards and took the head in her mouth, licking it.
Fingers tangled in her hair and tugged her head back. She stared up at gleaming eyes, his yearning bare and breathtaking. She loved that she could wield this power over him. Loved that he didn’t conceal his feelings. For months, she’d thirsted for this type of openness and connection between them.
“Ebony.” His voice came out strained and shaky. “You don’t have to do this.”
“I want to. I want to give you pleasure, too. To return the favour, so to speak.”
Thumb stroking her bottom lip, he asked, “Would it give you pleasure?”
“Absolutely,” she replied as her core pulsed.
A slight nod of his head and she smiled. That he allowed her this much freedom with his body astounded her. Another side effect of his amnesia and only temporary. She intended to make the most of it.
Leaning down, she fondled his erection, gliding her hand up and down in a slow rhythm. A drop of his pearl aided her action as he hardened and swelled unbelievably in her palm. A flick of her tongue around the head and he let out another groan.
By now, she struggled to control her breathing as her inner thighs slicked with juices. Listening to his pleasure gave her as much delight. Opening her mouth, she took him in and he thrust his hips upwards. Using her hand and her mouth, she worked a steady tempo with Felix’s hips canting up and down in tune. She knew he lay close by the low curse he emitted when she put her hand around his balls and squeezed.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he growled and sat up swiftly, lifting her clear off the bed, ending her attempt to make him lose control using her mouth. He sat her back down astride him, impaling her to the hilt in one carefully manoeuvred movement.
She gasped with pleasure as he expanded inside her and her inner walls gripped him, pulling him further in. He took her lips in an insistent and dominating kiss that brought her close to the edge. Then, gripping her hips, he lifted and slammed her down, knocking the breath out of her as he thrust into her with vigour.
Head tilted back and chest out, she rode him, meeting each thrust with equal gusto. He took her nipple into his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue in between nipping it with his teeth. Sensation surrounded her. Heat travelled in her veins, dragging her closer to rapture.
She clung onto his shoulders as he continued the unrelenting pace. A swipe of his thumb to his tongue then to her swollen nub.
“Give yourself to me,” he commanded.
Nothing could hold her back as she soared, screaming his name, wave after wave of orgasm
hitting her body, her womb contracting furiously. Then she heard him groan and he expanded within her before he spilled his seed into her womb and joined her in seventh heaven.
Thoroughly sated, Ebony collapsed on top of Felix and he wrapped his arms around her. At last, she was where she belonged. In his arms. In his bed. Nothing else mattered at this moment. Tears pooled in her eyes and dropped onto his chest. He lifted her head up with fingers under her chin and a frown creased his face.
Leaning forward, he kissed the tracks on her cheek. “Don’t cry, ima-mmi. Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head and smiled weakly. She tried to bury her head back on his chest but he kept it still.
“What’s wrong?”
Through teary lashes, she stared at his handsome face. He appeared worried and uncertain. Her macho, all-knowing husband, uncertain. Interesting.
From the first moment she met him, he'd always been confident and sure of himself. Seeing the flicker of worry in his eyes proved how much his lost memories unsettled him. Her heart squeezed in compassion for him, although she sometimes wished they could swap places and she didn’t have to live with the horrible memories that plagued her.
“Don’t mind me. I’m just so happy. Happy to have you awake again. Happy that you’re home at last. Happy that you made loved with me. I feel as if all my birthdays have happened at once. It’s silly, isn’t it?”
Forehead creased in thought, he watched her for a while before answering.
“It’s not silly.”
He captured her lips again, a gentle slide of his tongue into her mouth. Needing more, she clung onto his arms and returned the kiss with all the passion she felt for him. He increased the intensity, tilting his head to the side.
With each tangle of their tongues and nip of his teeth, she fell deeper into his snare, all her attention on this man who held her body in his arms. Without doubt, soon her heart would be back in his hands, too.
A tsunami of arousal drenched her just as his erection enlarged and hardened within her. Her insides contracted around it, their bodies reengaging in their sensual dance of love. Hand clasped in her hair, he tipped her head back as his lips peppered her neck, leaving her with tingles that swept her body. The delightful torture continued to her breasts, which he worshipped like a slave, all the while moving slowly within her, his other hand clamped on her hip, controlling their rhythm. He spoke words of endearments in Efik, his breath feathering her skin, making her feverish. Her body temperature climbed with excitement.