Page 80 of Master
"Couldn't I come on the Bardaga with you?" Clara suggested, brows waggling. "Emmy and Daisy are onboard, and honestly… traveling through the stars sounds wonderful."
From how Clara smiled, I know she felt my heart stutter with excitement. "You wish to come on the ship with me?" I'd never dared hope she would want to accompany me on the Bardaga. "I am honored, darlin’, and will dedicate my life to making you happy."
"You already have," Clara breathed, before crushing her lips to mine.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, the faint stutter of discomfort in her heartbeat reminding me of her injury.
Lots of fluids and plenty of rest.
Using more control than I believed existed, I pulled my mouth from hers, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her to the bed.
“Clara darlin’, you’re hurt. The Doc said you needed rest.” I reminded, settling her on the mattress.
“My arm feels fine.” Her full lower lip rolled out in a pout and her hands settled on my shoulders, intent on keeping me on the mattress with her.
I pulled her arm from around me, inspecting the wound. The bruise around her wrist had faded to a faint discoloration and the edges of her bandage showed no further bleeding or swelling.
“At least lay down with me?” Clara pleaded, her violet eyes round and mesmerizing.
I gave a grunt of accession and she scooted to the far side of the bed so I could lie down. Clara plastered herself to my side, hooking a leg over my thighs and trailing a fingertip down my chest to the edge of my loincloth.
Sweet Valana! If she kept this up, I’d have no control.
“I’m trying to take care of you, darlin’,” I said, capturing her hand. After placing a kiss on her palm, I moved our hands to the center of my chest, over the heartbeat we now shared.
“That’s exactly what I want you to do,” Clara purred, wriggling her hips and pressing her core against my thigh. She was naked under the robe and I felt her wetness slick against me.
“Clara,” I growled, shifting to put some space between us.
She yanked her hand from my grasp and raised up on an elbow, violet eyes glaring at me.
“Seriously Tarook, if you leave me all hot and bothered, I’ll toss and turn all night and not get the least bit of rest. However,…” She trailed a fingertip down the line of my chest to the waistband of my loincloth. “I never sleep better than when satisfied.”
I made to pull her hand away but didn’t possess the strength.
“You’re killing me.”
“Then let me revive you, my love,” Clara purred, ripping away the ties and tossing my loincloth to the floor. She settled lower on the mattress, sighing heavily as she stared at the throbbing evidence that I wanted her.
“Clara,” I moaned when her hand encircled the girth of my cock… or at least tried to. Her fingers didn’t quite meet, but that didn’t stop her from stroking me perfectly from root to tip.
“You’re my hero,” she whispered in a husky rasp. “And heroes deserve rewards.”
I felt my member jerk in her grasp, anticipating as she lowered her head.
“Clara,” I groaned as her full, perfect lips placed akiss on the tip.
“I don’t think I can take the whole thing.”
I opened my eyes to find her studying me, her full lips pursed. She raised her violet gaze to me, grinning saucily.
“I always loved lollypops.”
Sweet, fancy Valana!
Slowing the pace of her stroking, her hot, pink tongue began at the tip and moved slowing, in short rhythmic licks down the length of my shaft and up again. My cock twitched and pulsed, drawing a throaty chuckle from Clara as she addressed herself to my member like it was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted.
The image of her full, pink lips wrapped around my thick shaft sent a surge of pleasure through my body. I felt lost in a blissful haze of sensations. Each touch and movement sent sparks of ecstasy throughout every nerve in my body, driving me towards an indescribable height of pleasure that I never knew was possible.
