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Grasping each other’s hands, we rushed out the door and back to the car, both as eager as the other to get home.
Chapter Eight
UPON INSPECTION of the crumpled state of the bed, the result of passionate and the occasional ravenous lovemaking, my mouth curved. Usually, crisp Egyptian cotton sheets were twisted and hung off the mattress. Cushions and pillows were scattered, landing wherever we’d thrown them in our haze of hunger.
Ari’s decadent lovemaking had taken me to entirely new heights. Whether it was his fingers, his mouth, or his tongue, he had worshipped every inch of my body, making my body sing from the pleasure alone, leaving me deliciously sore. Everywhere.
“I hope I’m the reason you are smiling like that?” Ari presumed, strolling from the bathroom. He leaned over me, brushing his soft lips over my cheek. His freshly showered scent an intoxicating blend of orange, grapefruit, and mint with a subtle hint of roses drifting over me, leaving me high, high on him.
My head rolled over the pillow, meeting Ari’s tender gaze. I felt his hot breath blowing over my face, and the strength of his arm as it slowly slithered around my waist, raising me off the bed, his ripped stomach flexing as he drew me closer. So close, not even a whisper of air could’ve passed between us. Pressed against my midriff was his growing cock; I ground my hips, indicating my desire for more.
A loud, harsh smack connected with my behind; I moaned in ecstasy. A low growl rumbled. “Did you enjoy that?”
“Perhaps you could do it again sometime?” I articulated, tugging at his bottom lip with my teeth.
“Really?” Ari flinched as I bit down. “You would let me do that again?”
“I’ve dropped enough hints, haven’t I?”
“I suppose you have,” he murmured as I swept the tip of my tongue between the parted seam of his mouth. His scorching expression searched my face as his long fingers skated along my jaw and throat in a light caress. “Is there anything else you desire?”
Where did I start? “A little bondage, maybe a few toys; I have a few already if you must know,” I unashamedly divulged.
Astonished, he tilted my chin, grazing his lips over mine. “You are full of wonder. I look forward to our experimentation then…”
“I’ll be right back, sir,” I whispered, stealing a quick kiss off a frowning Ari before disappearing into the bathroom.
“Nice tent you have there,” I casually pointed, tugging my thick tresses from a hair tie as I stepped back into the bedroom.
“Well, I wonder why that would be,” he uttered rising off the pillows and dragging the sheet away, leaving his rock-hard member exposed to my hungry gaze. He held out a hand for me. “Come.”
Sliding my hand into his, I gracefully crawled up onto the bed, and settled between the widespread of his taut thighs. My lustful gaze leisurely slid over his well-sculpted body until it halted at the impressive length encased by his gently fisting hand.
Dark chocolate orbs darkened, becoming pools of ebony as his sculpted mouth slackened, eliciting soft pants. A familiar warmth spread, filling my aching core with each measured, titillating stroke.
Precum seeped, dripping over the broad crest. Oh, yes, please. I had been dying to have a taste. Sweeping my hair to one side, I leaned forward and suckled gently, swirling the tip of my tongue over the swollen head. Delighted by his decadent flavour, I hummed and took him deeper brushing my lips against Ari’s tightly wrapped fingers, resting at the base of his rigid column.
His hands gravitated towards my hair, holding me firmly in place as his long fingers sifted through my tresses and gripped them by the roots. The painful pleasure making me moan as he tugged out of ecstasy.
Dragging my bared teeth up the velvety shaft and back down again, I reciprocated the pain eliciting an appreciative hiss from Ari.
Our pleasure had quickly turned into a game of tit for tat.
Hard and repeatedly, he thrust his hips, plunging his cock deeper and deeper. “Jesus, Teddy!” he uttered astounded by my gag reflex or lack thereof. He didn’t seem to mind either by the continual ramming of his cock down my throat.
I kept working his cock with one hand while skating the other along the inside of his thigh, cupping his tightened scrotum in my palm. A move that provoked a guttural moan, as did the circling pads of my fingers over his perineum. I pressed harder.
He muttered incoherently, “For the love of God, Teddy, don’t stop.” Oh, I hadn’t planned on stopping, not until I had pumped you dry anyway.
Taut, muscular legs quivered, and veins pulsated over his length as his cock swelled. Warm salty fluid swiftly followed, gushing copiously down my throat.
“Ah, fuck!” My mouth continued to pump him as I swallowed every last drop. Ari’s gratified moans filled the room, my reward for a job well done. He sagged further into the pillows, gazing sleepily at me as I licked his shaft clean with a small, satisfied smile resting upon his face. “That was…wow.”
Beaming up at him, I crawled up along the length of his body and stretched out, laying between his thighs. “It was something, wasn’t it?”
Ari chuckled, one hand softly stroking my head and the other strumming over the length of my spine. “You blew my mind. Literally.”
My mouth curved decadently. “I’d be more than happy to do it again, you know. It was rather tantalising, not to mention delicious.”
Studying me intently, a hand cupped the back of my head. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you?”
“I am, but I can’t help it.” Well, that was the truth.
“Aren’t you sore after all this sex, I know I am.” No.
“A little, but nothing bath salts won’t fix.” Ari wasn’t sure what to make of my nonchalant attitude. In fact, he looked perturbed by it.
“I seriously have nothing left. You have worn me out.”
“Pity,” I blatantly admitted, and then thought it best to mollify Ari when his face dropped, “…. We can wait.”
∞
Ari
Astounded by Teddy’s unwavering appetite, I sank back against the pillows, watching her as she climbed over me and curled into my side. Something was amiss here, but what it was, I had no idea. It was a conversation for another day, perhaps. For now, I was far too tired, as was Teddy. She had invariably drifted off and had begun talking in her sleep.
“Hm, love you.”
I turned my head and lovingly gazed down at her. “Goodnight, my lovely,” I whispered gently pressing my lips to her head.
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