Page 41 of Their Courtesan
“Oh!” Was that from understanding what he meant, or from his hand rubbing her between the legs? “Lavender!”
Lavender? Now Seth imagined her in a bed of lavender, like she was in her own bed right now. They had started with her posed by the bright window, her hair covering her body, but her coy look expressing everything she thought. Those come hither eyes had been the undoing of Seth Christens. He wouldn’t be able to work until he had spent more money than he ever intended. Funny how little he cared about the money now.Every man has his hobby… maybe spending money on her is mine.
“You like it, huh?” The purr in Judith’s voice made the poor man too hard to bear.
“You mean the perfume… or you?”
“Both. Fuck me.”
She was already naked, and Seth was half naked. Even so, he didn’t want to be inside her quite yet. Seth would rather explore her skin, kissing this, licking that, becoming acquainted with what made her body so unique and irresistible. It may not have been good form for an artist to become so enamored with his model on a personal level, but this was different. Judith knew how to separate herself from the work.
Did Seth?Fuck off with that question.His fingers sank into her, enveloped in an intoxicating heat that made him fuck her with purpose – the purpose of getting her off.
He wanted to watch her come before he lost his mind. Even if she faked it – and he doubted it, for it was probably difficult to fake the tightening of one’s inner walls – he wanted to enjoy the fantasy he paid for. Anything that fueled his imagination.
“Oh my God!” She thrust against his hand, those mesmerizing breasts hypnotizing him as they swayed with her every movement. “You feel so good!”
He tried not to laugh. He may not have paid for any other woman in his life, but he waspretty surethat was pure sex worker talk. At the very least, her voice was not convincing. The rest of her, however? Seth was sure that was all his work.
“You don’t have to say anything,” he told her. He’d rather not hear the platitudes unless she truly meant them, even if they were an unconscious reaction to something she truly felt. “You don’t have to do that with me.”
She opened her eyes briefly enough to give him a stinging look. That only made him harder.
Indeed, it took renewed self-control to not plunge his cock into her right now. Seth had succumbed to her wiles a lot sooner than he intended – sex was going to be his reward for a good day’s work. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t draw it out a little bit. Make sure she was truly ready for him. Feel her body close around his fingers. Watch her arch her back and spread her legs wider. Smell that wonderful fragrance that emerged from her body. Hear those guttural moans that no woman could fake. All he did was fuck her with his fingers – and maybe suck one of her nipples – and she was already coming.
He didn’t delude himself into thinking he was that good. Or that Judith was that easy. But he did go ahead with the idea that she was willing to have fun if he was too.
“Fuck!” Her hands snatched the bed covers, her body stiffening as every breath caught in her throat. Seth couldn’t pull his fingers out if he wanted to.
He didn’t let her rest. By now he was so famished for her that he only wanted to feel how good she was aroundotherparts of his body.
She welcomed a kiss to the lips and his hips between her legs. Before long, Seth had what he wanted – and Judith instantly groaned beneath him.
Any intention to make slow and intimate love to her went out the window. Seth could not help himself. What else was he supposed to do, other than fuck her completely senseless?
From the way she reacted, he had a feeling this was her preference as well.
“Seth!” she cried, her hips coming to meet his. “Don’t stop!”
He wouldn’t. Not until he couldn’t go a moment longer.
That didn’t take long. Thinking about her so much for so long had turned him into the most wanton creature this side of Earth. The moment he was deep inside of her, all he could think about was climaxing. The heat of her body wrapped around his skin… the way her muscles contracted around his length… fuck! Did she think he was a god? That he could go on for all eternity, giving her one orgasm after another? For as much as Seth wanted to live up to that kind of hype, he knew it was impossible. He was a mere man. A man who would have to be happy with going for as long as he could.
Women like Judith made that difficult.
“Tell me you want it,” he demanded, fingers digging into her ass. Seth was on the brink of climax, but he held back, determined to play this out. “Tell me you want me to come in you.”
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, bringing him down onto her, legs like a vice around his hips. “Come in me,” she whined, nails scratching his skin. It was wild. It was virile. It made Seth completely lose the logical side of his brain and embrace the animal within. “What are you waiting for?”
Seriously. What was he waiting for?
The world became some intangible place that Seth didn’t want to deal with. There was him. There was Judith. There was the mischief they got into whenever they were in the same room. From the moment she first flirted with him, he was a goner.
He pushed himself up on his knees and drove into her, one hand holding her leg while the other pinned her shoulder to the bed. Only a few times in his life had he behaved like this with a woman. Uncontrollable. So sexually needy that he couldn’t fuck her in any way but this. Was it because of who she was? Or was it something else… and was it a terrible thing?
Haha. No way.
Right as Judith let out a loud scream, Seth fell over the edge of reason, his body growing hot one moment and absolutely still the next. Pleasure and relief combined into one. The sting of lust abated. A switch was flipped inside his head: from absolutely desirous to wonderfully sated.
