by Leslie North
Her hands moved over his body, smoothing over the muscles underneath the tailored shirt.
He lifted her back into his arms and carried her over to one of the large lounge chairs set around the pool, the sunshine sparkling all around them as he kissed her. The pink sweater was pulled up over her head and tossed away before Sonya could protest. But when his eyes looked down at her, the pink and grey lace not hiding her reaction in any way, she felt powerful. This felt right.
“You’re beautiful, Sonya,” he said and lowered his head to take her nipple in his mouth through the lace. The friction of that lace underneath his mouth made her body shudder with need that spiked through her body like sharp needles. Arching her back, she silently begged him to continue, to give her what her body craved.
And boy did he give that to her! While his mouth continued to tease her nipple, his hands were sliding down her waist. One moment, he was looming over her and the next, he was sitting on the lounger with her in his lap, her legs straddling his hips. It was the strangest sensation, to be so open and vulnerable to this man.
“Jual, I…” she started to say something but then his hands worked on the waistband of her slacks. One moment, she was straddling him, the next she was standing in front of him while his fingers deftly discarded those slacks. She was about to cover herself when he stopped her, pulled her closer.
Once more, she was sitting on his lap and she tried to pull away from him, but his large hands cupped her bare bottom, pulling her closer. The lace over her mound barely covered anything at all and she gasped, startled by the intimacy of this position.
“Jual,” she started to explain again, but he only kissed her, his hands moving over her body, distracting her again.
Those hands were everywhere, making her squirm. And that embarrassing wetness caught her by surprise. Even more surprising was that long finger that stroked her body, teasing the sensitive skin on her inner thigh. When his thumb came into play, she groaned, her hands reaching down to stop him, trying to grab his wrists but it was impossible to stop this man.
When his thumb slid underneath the elastic of her lace, her head fell backwards and her body shivered. She wanted so much to move forward, to writhe against that thumb, to move it higher but she didn’t dare!
“Jual,” she whispered. It wasn’t an attempt to converse this time. There was no room in her mind for discussion of any subject now.
He kissed her neck, biting and moving to her shoulder. His hands moved away from her inner thighs and she whimpered, desperate to have that touch back, but he pulled the straps of her bra down, revealing her breasts to his hungry gaze.
She could only hang onto his broad shoulders when his mouth latched onto her nipple again. This was too much and she couldn’t handle anything except to hang on and trust that he would protect her.
“Touch me, Sonya,” he commanded in that deep, husky voice that she was growing to love. When she opened her eyes, she realized that he’d unbuttoned his shirt. All that delicious skin was there, ready for her and her fingers itched to touch him, to discover more about this man.
When she finally allowed her trembling fingers to move over that warm skin, she couldn’t believe how different he felt. Where she was soft, he was hard and rough. The hair on his chest tickled her fingers, making her want to smile.
“More,” he growled out, shifting her so that she was more intimately cradled against him.
She didn’t mind his order though. Everything about this man fascinated her. There was strength in him, a power that wasn’t just the muscles underneath her fingers. She wanted to understand him, to discover the source of that power. Pressing against his shoulders, she leaned forward as he lay back against the soft cushions of the lounger. When her head dipped, she smiled at the sharp hiss as her lips covered his flat, male nipple. The sound was so enticing, she did it again and again, enjoying the way his muscles flexed under her body. It was erotic and sensual and she wanted more of it.
Unfortunately, her time on top of this man ended when he rolled over, trapping her underneath him. With a jerk of his hand, the delicate lace was ripped off of her. He stood up and discarded his own clothing so fast, Sonya didn’t have a chance to become nervous.
When he came back to her, there was a look in his eyes that made her stomach quiver with both excitement and nervousness. He was all male and very big!
She gasped when she felt his warm skin against her nakedness. But when his fingers finally removed the remnants of her bra, she arched into him, silently begging him to continue.
If she’d had a chance to understand his intentions, she might have protested. Or maybe not. Everything he’d done to her so far had felt incredible and she didn’t want the sensations to stop. Not for any reason. So when she felt his mouth down there, where no man had ever even touched her, she gasped in shock. But then his tongue darted out, stabbing her with pleasure and she screamed, her hips shifting, begging for more. His mouth latched onto that small nub and sucked, hard! She tried pushing him away, but she couldn’t and he slid a finger inside of her. That was all it took to send her body spiraling into a climax so hard and fast, she was momentarily blinded by the incredible sensations.
When she could open her eyes again, she looked up, still breathing heavily, to find him rolling a condom down the length of his erection.
A part of her was disappointed, wanting to touch him there, to feel that part of him that was so amazing. But then he looked down at her, sliding a finger inside of her while, at the same time, stroking his erection. She whimpered as she watched him stroke himself even as he slid that long, hard finger in and out of her body, mimicking the sexual act that she prayed was about to happen.
His finger pulled out and her body instinctively tightened, not wanting that sensation to leave her. But he moved between her legs and that other part of him, that throbbing part of him took over. His erection was much larger than his finger and she gasped, trying to relax her inner muscles as she accepted his invasion.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, closing his eyes to maintain his control as he pushed into her wet heat.
Sonya arched her back, trying to take more of him, trying to accept all of him. It was hard and she felt stretched beyond her body’s ability to stretch, but it felt incredibly good as well. When she felt the pain, she tried to ignore it, tried not to react. But she couldn’t stop the slight jerk of her body or the tightening of her nails into the skin on his shoulders.
She knew he was looking down at her so she smoothed her features into a careful expression and arched against him again. When he groaned, pressing all the way into her body, she felt more satisfied, more whole, than she ever had in her life.
“Thank you,” she sighed, leaning her head back and smiling up at him.
Jual shook his head, trying to clear his mind and figure out what had just happened, but her body tightened around his erection and he lost that elusive control. Maybe he’d never had it. All he knew was that he had to move, to shift against her. His body craved that release, but needed to watch her face as well, to see her beautiful eyes when she climaxed again. He wanted that badly, more intensely than he wanted his own release.
Shifting against her, pressing in and out of her slender body, Jual watched, pressed and slid against her. When he felt her getting closer, his own body clamoring for release, he pressed his thumb against that magical nub and…
Holding her close, he watched in awe as Sonya once again splintered apart in his arms. When her screams died down to barely-there whimpers, only then did he allow himself to find his own release. Feeling her shudder in his arms again, he tried to make it good, make it better. But her body was too tight, too perfect and he could only pound into her, letting the waves of pleasure hit him over and over again.
Chapter 5
Jual held Sonya in his arms, her back resting against his chest and her body relaxed against his as they sipped wine and watched the sun dip beyond the mountains.
“Are yo
u okay?” he demanded even as his arm tightened protectively around her.
Sonya sipped her wine, relaxed and mellow even though his strong hand was wrapped around her, his agile thumb resting just underneath her naked breast. “I’m perfectly fine,” She replied, knowing what he was asking but refusing to discuss the issue.
His response was fast and effective. “Sonya,” he growled and nipped at her ear. “You were a virgin.” He rolled so that he was looming over her again. “I’d guessed that yesterday, but having proof now, I’m want answers.”
“Answers to what?” Couldn’t he just ignore this subject? She felt too good right now.
“Why are you embarrassed to discuss it?”
She sighed and set her glass of wine on the table beside the chaise they were relaxing on. “Because I’m twenty-five years old and it seemed ridiculous that I hadn’t…that I never…” she stopped, trying to figure out how to finish that sentence.
“Never found a man you wanted to have sex with?” he finished for her.
“Yes.” She looked out at the mountains, wondering if he hated her for her omission. “I sort of told you,” she finally said.
He sighed and kissed her bare shoulder. “I know. I guess I just couldn’t believe it was true.” Part of him was furious with himself for not realizing it sooner. But the past few hours had solved the mystery that was Sonya. And now he didn’t want to let her go.
“Why me?”
She laughed and he tightened his arm around her, his thumb slipping higher as if to punish her for her amusement. She quickly grabbed his thumb, trying to pull it further away but he wasn’t allowing her to control him in that way. The thumb stayed right there where he wanted it.
“It isn’t really something that comes up in casual conversation.” Turning slightly, she looked up at him. “We haven’t really had much casual anything. You’re not a casual kind of man, are you Jual?”
He understood what she was saying and yes, she was right on target. But now he had to figure out what to do with Sonya. Letting her go wasn’t an option.
“You’ll have to marry me,” he announced.
The words caused her to stiffen. Hell, he was pretty stunned himself. Where the hell had that thought come from? But the more he thought about it, the more he knew that it was right. He wanted Sonya. He wanted her in his life now and forever. Thinking of letting her go made him want to punch something.
Sonya turned around again but he only lifted her higher, shifting her body so that she was straddling his hips. “This wasn’t exactly what I was trying to do,” she gasped when he settled her against him.
Jual looked at her slender figure with curves in all the right places. Exposed. Open and vulnerable. “Looks exactly like what I wanted,” he replied.
Sonya held her breath when his hand moved down her sternum. She shook her head. “You can’t make that kind of announcement and then just…” but he could! His fingers moved over her breast, tweaking her nipple.
“Why can’t I?” His eyes moved over her body, stopping at the curls hiding her heat. “I think it is a perfect time to make that sort of announcement.” His hands pulled her closer. Her body was pressed against his erection now and her breasts were almost at his eye level. He just had to lean in and take her nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled over the sensitive peak before his teeth clamped down on it. Sucking, teasing, laving the peak with his tongue…each action caused a different sound to come from her throat or her mouth. Each of them was stimulating. Fascinating.
“Marry me, Sonya,” he said as he moved to her other nipple.
“No,” she sighed, then arched against his mouth as he sucked against her. Hard. Her whole body trembled with desire and need. She tried to shift against him. Her fingers scrambled for one of the condoms he’d tossed onto the chaise lounge before the last time he’d made love to her but her fingers couldn’t quite reach the package.
“Not yet,” he said and pushed the foil squares further away from her outstretched hand. “Tell me that you’ll marry me first.”
“No!” she screamed but the sound was more because he was sliding his hands down her thighs, his thumb circling closer and closer to that part of her that she wanted, needed, him to touch. His mouth continued to torture her breasts, moving back and forth and driving her crazy.
And then she wasn’t straddling him any longer. She was on her back, her eyes looking up at the dusky sky while his mouth moved down her stomach. “No! Oh please no!” she gasped, trying to grab onto his hair but he was too strong for her and his mouth latched into that private part of her. She screamed and arched into his mouth, lifting her hips up and spreading her legs. But just moments before she could have reached that beautiful pinnacle of pleasure, he lifted his mouth.
She lifted her head, furious and growling. “No!” she snapped.
“Agree to marry me, Sonya. And I’ll give you what you want.” His finger swirled inside of her. First one, then two fingers. Opening her up. Making her shift against his fingers. But he knew what he was doing and wouldn’t give her satisfaction. Not yet anyway.
“I can’t!” she gasped, reaching for him but he held her hands out of the way.
“You can. There’s nothing holding you back. And we’re very compatible.” His fingers twisted inside of her and he almost laughed at how her body responded so instantaneously to his touch.
“It isn’t right!”
He flicked his tongue against that bundle of nerves, causing her to scream. But then he sucked. Hard. She screamed again, her body writhing and thrashing. He held her still and stopped only moments before he knew she was going to splinter apart. “Give me the answer I want, Sonya. And I’ll give you what you want.”
She breathed in and out, her mind going blank. “Fine!” she screamed, her back arching and her body trembling. “Anything. Just…please,” she sobbed.
With that, he moved in again, feeling her body tense but he wouldn’t let her fingers get in his way. When his mouth latched onto her again, he gave her exactly what she wanted, moving his fingers inside of her and stimulating that spot on the inside as his tongue lashed at the outside. He didn’t let up this time, giving her exactly what she wanted. When he felt those inner muscles clench around him, he pulled harder, sucking that bud in his mouth and flicking it with his tongue.
Eventually, he felt her body calm and he softened his touch, moving his fingers out of her body but he wasn’t done. Not in any way. Grabbing a condom, he rolled it down his erection, watching her the whole time. Moving over her, he almost laughed when she slowly opened her eyes. “When?” he asked, but didn’t give her a chance to answer. He kissed her as his body moved into hers, filling her up, his tongue invading her mouth just as his body invaded hers.
She shook her head, her eyes wide as he filled her, made her whole once again. “I can’t!” she gasped even as her hips arched, taking him deeper.
“You will,” he told her, taking her hands and lifting them over her head, capturing them there while he moved inside of her. Watching her eyes, he shifted against her, moving in and out. She felt so good, so perfect. All he wanted was to feel that sensation of her body clenching around his again. He had to have that.
“Let it happen, Sonya,” he urged when he knew she was trying to resist. “You know you want it.”
“I don’t! I can’t do it again.”
He chuckled and lowered his head, capturing her lips and once again kissing her just as his body was moving in and out of hers. “You can,” he murmured against her lips.
Moving faster, shifting against her, watching her eyes widen as she came closer. One hand reached down, his thumb pressing against that bud again and then…she screamed out, her legs tightening around his waist as her climax throbbed around his body. He held off for as long as he could, but she just felt too perfect. Eventually, he couldn’t hold back any longer and he allowed himself to find his own release, pounding into her soft body as the pleasure hit him hard, wave after wave.
Sonya heard his words, but she wasn’t sure what to say. The idea of actually marrying this man, of experiencing this kind of bliss every day for the rest of her life, was pretty intoxicating.
But it wasn’t just the sex, even though she’d discovered that it was phenomenal with Jual. It was the way he made her feel. All day today, he seemed to have a sixth sense about when she was feeling vulnerable. During those moments, he would pull her close. When she wasn’t, he gave her the space she needed.
Was that love?
Sonya had no idea.
Did she want to be without him?
Absolutely not. Even after a short period of time with this man, she knew that she wanted to be with him. As crazy as it sounded, she knew what she wanted.
Was she going to marry him?
No way.
She felt him lift her into his arms and carry her back to the bedroom. Curling up with him in the enormous bed felt so right, she wanted to cry that the rest of her life would be so wrong.
Slowly his breathing softened, became even and she knew that he’d fallen asleep. She couldn’t even close her eyes though. She wanted to run away, to go back home where she knew how to live her life. Unfortunately, she didn’t want to go there without Jual. Nor could she go there with him.
Eventually, she fell asleep, but the worries plaguing her continued to haunt her in her dreams.
Chapter 6
Sonya woke the following morning feeling cold, as if something were missing. When she was conscious enough to realize what was going on, she looked around, realized that Jual wasn’t with her any longer. She was sleeping alone in the enormous bed. But when she lifted her head, she found him at the end of the bed, glaring down at her with his muscular arms crossed over his massive chest.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, worried because he looked so angry. “Did something happen last night?”