Page 65 of Time Forged

His smile was gorgeous as it formed.“I am pleased.”His focus shifted between her face and her exposed sex.He yearned to fuck her; that much she could pick up.

“Your turn,” she said, rising to push him back with a hand splayed across his chest.

“It is not—”

“Hush,” she said.“You agreed.”

“I did not,” he said and caught her hand with his and trapped it in place.The heated muscle of his pec warmed her palm.

“You did.”She licked her lips, eager to explore that impressive bulge in his jeans.

He opened his mouth to argue with her when she stroked his cock.A shudder shook his body, and the sweetest moan escaped him.

“Let me attend to your chore,” she said, prepared to beg if needed.

When he hesitated, she hurried to undo the button of his jeans.The sheer size of him peeled the zip open.She inched it farther down, her focus on the head peeking out.

Flicking aside his shirt, she worked his jeans out of the way until his erection stood center-stage.

“Oh, my,” she whispered.Tiny nodules ran along the sides, and a ridge near the head called to her to rub its silkiness.

When she obeyed the instinct, he groaned, his flat stomach flinching.

Smirking at him as he’d done at her, she asked him to spread his legs with the nudge of her knees on his inner thighs.He obeyed, his breathing ragged.

“Do you need a safe word?”she asked, trailing a finger over the head of his cock, then across the ridge.

“Safe?”he asked, his voice hoarse.

“If you want me to stop.”

When he blinked at her, she shrugged and ran her tongue over his length.He growled, his body taut.Since he didn’t pull away, she saw it as approval.Sucking him into her mouth became addictive in an instant.The hot, hard, smooth feel of him competed with the smoky sweetness of his pre-cum.Lust compelled her to shuffle closer.She cupped the base to take him deeper, lost in how he tasted, how he reacted with muted moans, how he tried to control his hip thrusts.

“Ensa,” he rasped.

Loving that endearment and his deeper voice, she moaned while bringing her hands in to play.She glided them up and down the length of him, then paused to rub circles at the base or on the ridge.

“I cannot control—” His breath hitched when she swiped her tongue across the head of his cock.

A series of grunts accompanied jets of honey sliding down her throat.She snuck a peek at him while maintaining a steady rhythm of suck and stroke.He’d arched his body, his braid pooling under him.Wow.Her eyes burned, reminding her to blink.

She broke away when he opened his eyes, no doubt to ask her to let go.Falling onto her ass, she folded her legs beneath her and smiled at him.He said nothing, just stared at her.A wealth of his emotions washed over her: affection, desire, contentment, and sadness.

They resonated with her since she, too, wished they could explore what this was between them.“Shall we eat?”she asked, glancing away.

Expecting him to bring the basket closer, she didn’t anticipate an Etterian man sprawling her onto her back, his arm looped around her waist.She gasped and met his gaze inches from hers.

“Thank you for insisting.”His eyes swirled that dark-to-neon blue, and a potent emotion she’d liken to love tickled the edge of her senses.

Her heart twanged with yearning, that he could love her, that he would choose her despite her purpleness.He stole a sweet, slow kiss then pulled back to set the basket between them.As he unpacked, she wondered why he didn’t cover his still-erect cock.It painted the term ‘eye-candy’ in a new light.

“How do you open this?”he asked, his voice filled with frustration.

She dragged her gaze from his pelvis and took the champagne bottle from him.Unwinding the agraffe, she worked the cork up until it popped out.She handed the bottle to him so she could dig in her cleavage where she’d hidden his gift.While he poured, she held out the bracelet.

“I made this for you.”The heat from her skin had warmed the gold, but in her hand, all she saw were her mistakes: tool marks, not enough burnishing, where she hadn’t hammered the metal thin enough.

He froze, split his focus between her face and the bracelet, then after a minute, he set the bottle aside.“For me?”

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