A grin burst to my lips and I threw myself on top of him. He jumped slightly in surprise and then laughed out loud, rolling me over to lie on top of me.
“I take it that’s a yes?” he asked, bending to plant kisses all over my face.
“It is, indeed,” I told him before I kissed him deeply, losing myself in his mouth and the scent of him.
The kiss grew deeper and I felt my breathing speed up. A hard length pressed against my thigh and I realized I wasn’t the only one getting excited again.
“So soon?” I asked, pleased and rather proud of myself.
“God yes,” he replied and in one movement parted my thighs and slid inside me.
I was wet and ready for him and he felt so good. He sighed and fit himself as deeply inside me as he could before lowering his head to kiss me again.
This time he went slowly, gently rocking in and out of me as I moaned his name and clutched him to me. He buried his face in my neck and his teeth grazed my skin.
“May I?” he whispered, moving one hand down to my breast. “It will feel better than anything ever has, I promise. I’ll only take a little—nothing will happen to you.”
“Yes,” I gasped after a moment wherein I considered his words. I wanted him to take all of me.
He scraped his teeth down my neck and I cried out softly at the short, sharp burst of pain. Gently he started licking the blood oozing out of the cut, his tongue keeping pace with his hips as he thrust into me. I felt my pulse beating in time with his movements and felt myself growing lightheaded. Little shivers spread down my skin as he moved his mouth over the cut and sucked. It felt amazing. I whispered at him, urging him to fuck me harder, and rocked with him, matching his movements and driving him deeper into me. Cresting tides of pleasure rolled over me and I stiffened beneath him, crying out his name before collapsing back. He groaned and thrust into me, lifting his head to call out in a language I didn’t recognize as he came. He held himself stiff above me, trembling with the force of his orgasm before collapsing on top of me. With an effort, I raised my arms to hug him to me and we lay there together as we recovered.
“You’ll really come with me?” he murmured after a bit, sounding uncertain and surprisingly young for someone so old.
I smiled, feeling as if my heart was about to burst, and hugged him more tightly to me.
“I really, truly will,” I told him and I heard the joy in my voice.
This time yesterday, I had been getting ready for my boring job and a date with my boyfriend—who was also boring and who treated me poorly, to boot—and now I was getting ready to fly to an exotic country with my handsome, exciting and mysterious lover. I smiled and shook my head slightly, still feeling awed disbelief. What a long night.
About Ashley Shayne
Ashley was born and raised in Canada. She loves to travel and enjoys photography. She lives happily with her cats and indulges a rather dirty mind with her writing. Ashley is a new author and is very excited to be working with Ellora's Cave.
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