Page 73 of Sir Hugo Seeks a Wife
She curled her hand around him.He jerked in reaction as warmth tormented his hardness.“Dear God, Athene…”
Her fist slid up and down with a leisurely movement that had him grinding his teeth as he battled for control.At last he knew what she meant to do.He’d spilled into her hand several times.
Hugo didn’t want to rush her, despite his balls contracting in agony.But by heaven, if she was too slow about it, she’d suffer the consequences.
“I love touching you,” she murmured, watching what she did.“It’s like holding all the power in the world.”
His response was an incoherent grunt.Anything else was out of the question when her clever hand stroked and squeezed him.She bent her head.As her veil of hair drifted across his skin, he waited for her to kiss his belly or his chest.
She lowered her hand to the base of his cock.Then he watched in disbelief as she kissed him.Where she’d never kissed him before.
The glance of sleek lips across the tight head slammed through him like gunfire.“Athene…”
To his relief – to his overwhelming regret – she lifted away and met his stare.“Don’t you like this?”
Only with the greatest effort had he managed to keep his hands off her.Now he couldn’t resist catching a handful of her hair.“You don’t have to.”
Feminine awareness sparked in her dark eyes.“So youdolike this.”
So many times, he’d imagined her taking him in his mouth.“Only if you do.”
When she licked her lips, the top of his skull nearly blew off.“Let me try.”
“Do you know what to do?”
Her eyelashes fluttered down with a bashfulness that chimed oddly with the brazen grip of her hand.“George wanted this, but I found it…unappealing.”
Hugo would give his soul to have his dick in her mouth, but he couldn’t bear to disgust her.Or worse, frighten her.“Only do this if you want to.”
“With you, I want this.”Athene raised heavy eyelids and met his gaze.“It seems…it seems a way to take your essence.”
Her brown eyes were so intense, they were almost black.Shock barreled through him.By Jupiter, she intended to swallow his seed.The idea was so overpowering that his vision faded.His hand clamped hard in her hair.“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”Then clearly seeing his doubt, she spoke with more conviction.“Yes, Hugo, I want this.I want this so much.”
So did he.“Stop if you want to,” he said, wishing he meant it.
Athene rolled her eyes.He couldn’t blame her for finding his offer unconvincing.“You’ve given me such unselfish pleasure.Let me return the favor.”
“Very well,” he muttered, wondering why he fought her on this when he wanted it so much.
Athene squeezed his dick and even as arousal jolted him, she lowered her head.Her soft, wet mouth enclosed him.With endearing tentativeness, she sucked.Tentative or not, the pressure threatened to incinerate him.Her hand slipped down to cup his aching balls.
As he drowned in sublime sensation, his fingers tangled in her hair.He loved moving inside her, but there was something so damned glorious about her doing this.He closed his eyes and surrendered to the storm.“Yes…” he hissed, as her tongue flickered.
With more confidence, she drew harder.He gritted his teeth against the urge to spill.
She developed a stirring rhythm where she used her hand and her mouth together.As her head bobbed, his shaking hands clutched her skull.Hugo struggled to keep from shattering.Under this onslaught, drawing air into his lungs was a problem.His heart raced so fast, he feared that it must burst.His blood was so hot, it threatened to evaporate into steam.
He bore it as long as he could, but in the end, everything became too much.“Athene, I’m going to…”
He waited for her to shift away, but instead she took more of him than she had.The change of angle smashed through his last barriers.He couldn’t stop himself from lifting his hips and pumping into her mouth on a long groan of repletion.
Through his release, she kept him in her mouth.When he could think again, he realized that he’d expected her to balk at swallowing his seed, whatever she said.But she closed her lips around him and took every drop.
It was an experience that he’d never forget.
When he was drained to the lees, she ran her tongue across the head as if to bestow a final kiss then shifted away.He still strained for air and his eyes were bleary, as he strove to focus on her face.He needed to discover whether his uncontrollable masculine need had repulsed her.
