Page 106 of Forbidden Empire
I almost gave in to the urge to grab him by the hair and beg him to finish me off, but I knew we were both trying to drag this out. I wanted slow, yes, but the slow I had in mind and the almost torturous pace he was going for were two very different things.
And he knew it.
If I had to guess, I’d say he was taking a little too much enjoyment in how much he was driving me up the wall.
His tongue skimmed along the edge of my pubic hair, slow and deliberate. I couldn’t help but lift my hips, a silent plea that he chose to ignore. As always, he liked having his way too much and drawing out his fun.
His tongue slid along the side of my pussy, right at the top of my thighs, maddeningly close to where I wanted him. But still not quite there. I let out a shaky breath. He let out a couple of sharp, almost taunting breaths, the heat of them hitting my clit and pulling another gasp from me.
“Aidon! Please!”
He lifted his head. His eyes were full of mischief. “Please what, Esme?”
“God!” I couldn’t help the sound of frustration that came out. “Just…”
“Just what?”
He was impossible. I glared at him, lifting my head, trying to look furious. It lasted not even two seconds. The sight of him there, between my thighs, looking up at me, just made me want him more.
He looked so damned good. Sexy as hell. Rugged, but refined, sophisticated, everything at once.
I couldn’t get enough.
I looked at his mouth. “You know what I want,” I said, trying to sound firm.
He just smiled. “And you know what I want, too, don’t you?”
“Aidon, please…”
“That’s a start,” he said. “Keep going.”
I couldn’t do anything but shake my head and laugh at the mess I was in. Why was it so hard to say what he wanted to hear? It would be easy. All I’d have to do was give him what he wanted, and then I could have what I wanted, too. But nope.
This thing between us, the stubborn resistance, the weird game we played, it was like it had gotten so tangled up in who we were that I wasn’t sure we’d ever be able to quit.
Maybe this was how we started.
“Aidon, I’m dying with desire for you,” I managed, the words feeling stiff and awkward in my mouth. “Please, will you give me your mouth? Will you eat my pussy and make my thighs shake, make my entire soul tremble with pleasure the way I know you can?”
He raised an eyebrow, looking too smug. Then he nodded, the smirk on his face back in full force.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
His cocky grin stretched wide, eyes twinkling with confidence. If someone else had stood there, I might have pushed him aside, refusing to tolerate his arrogance. But now, I kept my distance, feeling Aidon’s gaze on me, knowing heunderstood everything I needed to say without a word. Thankful he didn’t force me into begging again.
He ducked his head and got to work, his tongue moving in and out of my pussy like it belonged there, like it didn’t know how to stop. He fucked me with it for a few seconds, unyieldingly, before shifting to my clit, sucking and nibbling. Hard. It made me squirm, legs shaking, hair a mess, everything gone except the feeling.
“Yes, that’s it; please don’t stop,” I said, not caring how desperate I sounded.
He sucked my clit even harder, tongue flicking at it, fast and slick, and the orgasm hit me, rolling over me before I could brace for it.
“Yes, god yes; I’m coming,” I groaned, hips pushing up, chasing his mouth, the pleasure sharp and sweet and so much I went limp, panting.
He held me so tight it felt like one body moving in one rhythm. His hands were everywhere, sliding up and down my body, finding my breasts, cupping them, squeezing, his mouth never leaving mine.
Once I’d gotten my breathing under control and my brain started working again, I realized I was desperate to return the favor.
I wanted it so badly, the hot, heavy slide of his cock in my mouth, the weight of it on my tongue, pushing between my lips, all of it.
