Made her all the more eager to suck him till he came all over. And imagining his cute face while she did had her clit throbbing all over again. When he went to mount her on the bed she quickly stood. In answer to his curious gaze, she placed soft kisses on his chest. Her fingers went ahead of her, stroking over his muscular tanned torso, grooved with power. His gasp hit her cheek when her lips found his nipple and her hands his cock. While sucking the tiny bud, she gently cupped his tight balls and stroked him. Desire billowed through her at his groan and the hard pulsating in her hand. She began her bold trail of kisses down.
She grabbed his waist only to have him latch hands under her arms. “What…what are you doing?”
The words strangled out, like, didn’t we just go over you not doing that?
She slid out of his grasp and lowered to her knees. Ezekiel covered his cock with both hands and Skylar looked up at him, getting a tiny bit annoyed. “I want to taste you Zekiel. Are you going to make me beg?”
The confusion in his face was adorable.
“Did you…like what you did to me?” she asked.
He drew his perfect brows together. “Very much.”
She quirked a brow, waiting for him to connect the dots. He finally did and it seemed to have several impacts on him, none she could figure out. The poor man seemed to battle with desire, fear, worry. Skylar stood and stared into his confused expression. She finally took his face in her hands and leaned and kissed him, stilling the man’s flustering.
She pressed her body into his and roamed her fingers all over his back and buttocks in an effort to make him forget whatever worried him. Well and to feel him. He was immaculately built and Skylar had never had the privilege of looking at such a male specimen in her life much less touch him. “Please,” she whispered while exploring those sexy lips with hers. “I really…really, want to.” She sucked his lower lip into her mouth hoping to entice him.
His own hands traced her ever curve with a desperate urgency. “I have to be clean for you,” he gasped into her mouth.
Sweet success.
“Mmm. Only if you let me shower with you.”
A deep groan preceded his, “Okay,” and Skylar smiled then broke the kiss. He didn’t return the smile. This was clearly a big deal to him. Skylar looked around wondering where the bathroom was and how they were supposed to get to it without being seen. She pulled the sheet off the bed and wrapped in it then stooped for his jeans and handed them to him.
His gaze never strayed from hers as he took the jeans and slipped them on. Peeking out the door, Skylar tiptoed through the empty living room, pulling Ezekiel behind her. When she got to the door next to the little dining area and kitchenette, she knocked lightly.
With no answer, they both slipped inside. Skylar locked the door and dropped her sheet. Ezekiel seemed momentarily frozen to the spot as he stared at her body with those gorgeous blue eyes.
She soon began to feel self-conscious about her body and her arms draped over her midsection of their own accord.
“You’re so beautiful.”
The way he whispered the words with awe and reverence, stirred emotion in her. Desire raced through her body at the speed of light, strengthening her limbs and spine until she stood proudly before him, her breasts reaching with eager peaks for his touch. As though hearing her body’s call, he got out of his jeans and stepped up to her, his gaze on her breasts.
“They’re perfect.” He grazed the backs of his fingers over them and a bolt of heat stole all the strength out of her legs. Her back found the bathroom door as Ezekiel stepped in closer, not relenting his sensual assault, causing fire to lick through her body until she panted with it.
“You look…breathtaking in desire,” he whispered, leaning down and claiming her lips in a kiss so tender, it melted her everything. When she was sure she’d end up in a puddle of mush on the floor, she croaked, “I need you…in the shower…so I can…”
He groaned and pulled up, his thumbs working her nipples. “I can’t believe you want to do that.”
She reached down and he grunted at her perfect aim while angling her head to taste him more. “I can’t either.”
He pulled up and stared at her, placing his hands on either side of her head, his blue eyes hazed with desire. “Why then?”
She looked down at what she was doing to him, at how he looked in her hand, how her hand looked filled with him. Then she raised her gaze back up, studying his face etched in need. “I’ve never wanted to do that to any man. But with you…” she stroked over his thick head, loving how he gasped and groaned from the pleasure“…it feels like a stupid question.”
With furrowed brows, he barely managed, “Yes…it feels like a stupid question.”
Desire raged through her and the hunger to make him feel good was all she could think. “Get in the shower before I drop right here and suck you till you can’t think about anything but coming in my mouth.”
“Oh God.” He claimed her lips in a passionate kiss and things turned instantly frantic. She didn’t know how they managed to get in the shower and turn on the water but was merely relieved for the accomplishment. Her mind and body acted on their own, humming with a burning need. He sucked greedily at her neck while she washed his cock, taking care to wash every inch with deliberate care. When she was done, she turned him into the stream of water. “Rinse.” The breathless command was heeded and she stood behind him, pressing her breasts into his back and helping him get soap free. “You feel amazing,” she whispered between kisses on his upper shoulder.
“I’m done.”
Skylar almost snickered at the announcement. Like it was dreadful news. She sat on the edge of the tub, the shower curtain under her butt. “I’m ready.”
He turned and she smiled at how his cock was at the perfect level. She eyed it and licked her lips before looking up at him.
“Are you sure?” he asked. But this time, he seemed worried she’d change her mind.
She stroked her nails over his tight balls and took his hard length in her right hand. She stared up at him while she rubbed the head of him slowly along her closed lips. His mouth hung open in rapture as his chest heaved in excitement. Skylar placed delicate kisses along the top, enjoying his strained expression. She was teasing him, she knew, driving him to want it. At feeling a drop of cum on the tip, she smeared it over her lips and allowed her tongue to taste.
She didn’t expect to like it so much. He was slightly salty and her body suddenly had a dire craving for the flavor. She allowed his head to slip slowly into her mouth, her lips firm over the ridge before she pulled back up and licked that cute slit again.
“Oh God,” this followed by words in another language that set Skylar ablaze. He reached up and held on to the shower bar and she took hold of his cock at the base with one hand and his tight balls with the other before opening wide and taking his entire length in.
More foreign words came with his strained groans and grunts and then, “Sky, baby yes.”
He called her Sky. She never dreamed she’d love the shorter version of her name. But in that moment, she was in love with it. Something to do with hearing it in his sexy rough voice.
She moaned as she took him deep into her mouth, lost in oblivion. She grabbed his hips and pumped him in and out of her mouth. She had the perfect momentum going and could feel him peaking, hear it in the tone of his ecstasy. It was deeper, more guttural.
A clattering erupted and the shower curtain gave way at her back. Skylar was suddenly falling backwards with Ezekiel following. She screamed as she landed on her back and Ezekiel on top of her, barely catching himself from turning her into a pancake.
The next few seconds was filled with rapid fire foreign words and oh my God, and so sorry, with wide eyed worry.
Skylar burst out in laughter at the entire scenario.
“Oh God, you’re okay,” he breathed, kissing her cheek.
“Are we not the sexiest couple ever?”
He considered
her words and joined in on her hysterical laughter.
A knock sounded at the door. “Everything okay in there?”
They both zipped their lips at the concerned female voice. Sam. Laughter danced in Ezekiel’s blue eyes. “Yeah, we’re fine.” He smiled and kissed her, managing to settle between her legs.
His hot length met the juncture of her thighs and things suddenly got serious. Skylar opened for him and his brow crimped. “Not here.”
She clamped her legs around him when he tried to move off. “Yes here. Right here.”
“It’s not…good enough or…sanitary.”
She grinned at him. “So you want to go all the way back to the bedroom?”
He lowered his head and kissed the edge of her mouth. “Yes, all the ten steps back.”
She rocked her hips, making his breath catch. “Feels like a hundred with you like this.” She slid her hands to his tight butt and squeezed, suddenly worried. “Are you…disappointed?”
He lifted his head and stared at her. “About?”
She glided her fingers along his back and shrugged a shoulder. “Just…I don’t know…” It was suddenly hard to meet his gaze so she stared at his mouth. “…With me.”
His forehead creased with concern. “Skylar.”
Emotion threatened to overwhelm her at hearing the remorse thicken his voice. She forced her gaze to his and no matter how hard she tried to keep the tears back, they filled her eyes anyway. “I just…don’t want you to have any regrets or force you to be with somebody—“
“Beautiful? Amazing? Sweet?”
“Pff.” She looked right.
“I’m the one that should be saying all of that. I’m the one unworthy here, not you.”
Shock brought her gaze back to his that he would think that.
“I’m the nobody here. Torn between two worlds, hated by my mother’s family hated by my father’s family. I thought hated by God all this time but now…”
“Toren—“
“Not Toren. You. You’re the one that changed me. Yes the angel showed me things I may not have seen but he showed me you.” He shook his head a little, seeming to struggle for words. “I have never met any…body with more passion and love and sympathy and…passion.”
Skylar smiled. “You said passion twice.”
He looked at her mouth. “Yes,” he whispered. “It wasn’t an accident. You are very passionate. I never dreamed I’d ever be blessed with a woman like you.”
She smiled at the giddy feeling his words gave her. “An American woman no less.”
He gave her a cute one sided grin. “No less. Seems I am destined to bring conflict to my family.”
She stroked the span of his shoulders. “Or unity.”
“You think? How?”
“Our offspring will force them to get along like adults."
He nearly snorted. “You have no idea how stubborn my people are.”
“You have no idea how stubborn I am.”
He leaned and kissed her. “Show me.”
“You mean like…force you to make love to me here?”
He deepened the kiss with an approving moan that set those butterflies loose in her stomach. “Yes, that.”
He latched a hand on her jaw and squeezed just enough to show his strength and dominance. Skylar answered him with a squeeze of her legs and tilt of her hips. “Does begging you count?”
By the grunt he gave and thrust of his hips, yes it did.
He paused and put his head on her shoulder, breathing heavy.
“What?” She slid her fingers in his velvety short hair.
“I can’t do it in here. It’s disgusting. And I can’t move like I want.”
She pulled his lips to hers. “Well I can’t have that.”
“Oh thank God.” He kissed her back with a peck and carefully climbed off of her then helped her to her feet. He regarded the fallen shower curtain and stuffed it in the tub before shrugging a shoulder.
She grinned and wrapped her sheet around her again and Ezekiel snatched the towel off the bar and wrapped his waist with it.
She regarded how utterly sexy he looked that way. “Kinda skimpy.”
He put a hand on his chest with a grin. “Is that…jealousy I hear?”
“Hell yes it is. I don’t share.”
He grew serious and embraced her. “I don’t either. I promise you. I’m likely to suffocate you.”
“Impossible.”
He sucked on her neck hard enough to light fires in various parts of her body. “We’ll see.”
The challenge was one she’d gladly meet. There was no way the man could over love her. Ever.
As they traipsed back to the bedroom, Skylar wondered where the angel and Sam had gone to. Were they waiting for them to finish in another bedroom? That would be weird. She followed Ezekiel this time and admired the view. Wow. She never dreamed she’d ever get a man so perfect and sexy. For any reason. Ever.
She locked them in the bedroom and turned. Ezekiel was there, pressing his gloriously naked body up against hers, pinning her firmly to the door. “Oh.”
He gripped her lower jaw and turned her head, then sealed his hot mouth to her neck. The rigorous suction he applied and the feel of his tongue swirling on her skin brought a delicious liquid heat into her muscles, nearly incapacitating them. It was only the hunger to have him that kept her from collapsing into a puddle of desire.
His mouth slid up to her ear. “Tell me what you want. How you want it. Command me.”
Command him.
“Please, I…I’m not sure.”
“Neither am I,” she whispered back, just as desperate and lost.
“You seem so sure.” He nibbled along her jaw, his hand now on her breast, pace still hungry.
“So do you.”
“I’m only sure I want you.”
“Me too.” She raised her leg to create more friction where she desperately needed.
“Haven’t you…God I don’t know how to say this.”
“No, I’m not a virgin but that doesn’t mean I know stuff. I never did it for pleasure.”
He gasped and claimed her mouth, lacing his fingers in hers and pinning them to the door next to her head. “Same thing here,” his breath was warm as he nibbled lightly at her lip, “at least not for her pleasure.”
He dipped his head low and sucked her nipple, making Skylar gasp and despise the conversation. “I don’t want to think about you with another woman.”
His tongue was suddenly in her mouth again, his leg pushing up between hers, right into her clit. Skylar moaned and moved her hips to have more of it. “I want it to be perfect.”
God, wasn’t it already? Then she remembered how good it felt when… “Finger me.”
“Yes,” he gasped, immediately obliging.
The way he leaned his head, Skylar couldn’t tell if he needed to see what he was doing or wanted to see. When his finger carefully encountered her folds, she noticed he trembled. Poor thing, he was so nervous.
He finally gasped, “God, maybe you should be laying down for this.”
Skylar felt bad for finding him adorably sexy in his inexperience. She was happy with the idea she was his first, in this way at least. “I’m kinda glad you don’t know.” She traipsed with confidence to the bed and tossed herself onto it then turned on her side and propped her head on her hand.
He stared at her like she were a mirage come true and Skylar had to giggle from the joy that gave her. To be looked at that way was unthinkable. Like he couldn’t believe she were real and really his.
It gave her back the courage she’d always pretended to have only now it wasn’t pretend. She got up on her elbows and slowly drew her knees up. When he got to the foot of the bed, she gradually parted her legs until both touched the bed. Watching his face fill with unrestrained desire was worth all the nerve it cost.
He whispered words in that other language as he climbed on the bed, shaking his head a little. He knelt between her le
gs and raked his nails over her inner thighs, drawing a shiver from Skylar. Such an unexpected and delicious touch.
Skylar bit her lower lip when her eyes snagged on his massive erection. The memory of it plunging into her, brought a whimper and an involuntary rock of her hips. His finger encountered her open folds and she gasped at his velvety touch.
She gripped the bedcovers as he worked his finger into her in niggling increments, his intense gaze locked on what he was doing. He carefully entered her entirely, his middle finger exploring her inner walls along the way. She cried out and thrust herself into his touch when he reached bottom and flicked his finger while deep. He looked up at her and repeated the motion, and Skylar moaned at how wonderful it felt in that spot.
“Mmm.” Was all he said as he brought his other hand into play. Skylar looked down at the way he splayed his hand over her pelvis and nestled his thumb right on her clit to create a fire that stole her breath.
“Zekiel, yes.” She let her head fall back as the heat moved her hips in slow erotic circles. She knew how nasty it must seem, but she didn’t care. What he made her feel, she wanted. Whatever it looked like, whatever it was, she wanted it with all the passion in the world. God no, she wanted him. Inside her. Filling her up and kissing her.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
“Are you…praying? Are you okay?”
Toren trembled from the strain of waiting for them to do it already. “God they’re the slowest creatures on Earth.”
“What do you mean?”
He pointed at the wall. “Those two, I need them to…” he fisted his hand before pacing again. “…mate already.”
“I don’t understand what’s going on but maybe I can help—”
“No!” He sighed in frustration when she jumped. “Sorry. You… can’t help. You’re part of my problem.” He sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. He wanted to shield himself from what was happening but he needed to be alert and ready for when they finally consummated properly. He never dreamed it’d be so damn hard to endure. Having to feel what was going on with Sam in the room was unlike anything he’d ever suffered.
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