Page 109 of Soul Mates: Hercules Valentine and I
She doesn’t hesitate. She’s on her feet.Paisley knows how this goes, doesn’t she?She’s a Grove. And in this dynamic between us, I’m the leader. I’m in charge. I’m number one.
I spin her around and pull her against me. I put my lips next her ear. “I can do anything to you, can’t I?”
She nods.
I press my lips to her ear. My cock is angry. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Yes,” she chirps.
I run my hands from her shoulders and down her arms. She’s so damn soft. My index finger slides up the middle of her back.Paisley Grove.I’m shivering now. Blood rushes to my cock, and if I don’t get inside her, I’ll blow, and then she’ll know that it’s not me who holds the power in this situation.
Paisley Grove
Hercules spins me around to face him. I smell myself on his mouth. When our lips and tongues make contact, I can taste myself too. How delectable it is to taste him and me. It’s how it should have always been. We belong together now and forever.
Hercules grasps me by the waist and lifts me off the floor. I wrap my legs around his torso. I release a shuddering exhalation when his manhood surges through me. He moans, and my sex quivers. I’m full of him as he walks. My head feels balmy as his lips claim mine. Then I’m being laid on my bed, and he’s positioned between my thighs as he indulgently slides his cock in and out of me.
I slide my hands up and down his muscular back. His eyes are closed, and he’s taken away by whatever sensation he’s experiencing. His every thrust remains tender as he goes deep. Hercules certainly wants me to feel him, and I do feel him, stretching me, prodding me.
“Uh,” I grunt as my arms wrap around him tighter. I want Hercules to break past my skin and live inside me.
He mutters a string of curse-words as his entire body trembles. He makes the most seductive sounds of pleasure I’ve ever heard. He has enjoyed me yet again, and I have no doubt about that. And he’s certainly brought me bliss.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
An Unbelievable Existence
Paisley Grove
It’s as though I’m making up for lost time. Maybe it’s the same for Hercules, because we haven’t stopped rolling around on top of my bed since he came. Our kissing is sensual as our lips and tongues figure out different ways to interact. And he’s so hot and bothered. Every now and then, he’ll shove his fingers inside me and thrust them in and out while his tongue plunges into my mouth and swirls around mine. Then he’s so overwhelmed by desire that he takes me by my thighs, trails kisses down my stomach until he clamps his mouth over my clit, taking me straight to orgasm.
We’ve haven’t done much talking. We’ve only allowed words and sounds of pleasure to escape our mouths. One of his hands squeezes my engorged right breast while he sucks on the other. I’m soaked down there. I’ve dripped all over my sheets. Hercules has complete control of my body, and with his power, he’s making me feel sensations I never thought were possible.
I gasp as the start of a new orgasm streaks through my flower.Again? How many times can I climax?
“Damn, you’re not on the pill,” he says in a voice made husky by lust.
He’s masturbating me faster. My eyes won’t open as I bear his pleasurable assault, but I can feel him staring at me.
“Oh, Hercules,” I whimper as my fingers dig deeper into the sheets.
Faster.My body tightens, and then… “Ah!” I scream when the pleasure blasts through me.
I squirm and sigh, waiting for it all to subside. Hercules slides between my thighs. His engorged cock is pressed against my sex.
Finally, I can open my eyes.Gosh, his chest.I slide my hand up and down his hills as I wait eagerly for him to surge through me. Even though his cock wants to be inside me, he’s not making it happen.
“What is it?” I ask.
“I want you to know that I’m safe. I haven’t had sex in a long time—years. And you said I’m the last person you’ve been with.”
“Yeah…” I whisper as my womanhood weeps for him to impale me.
“I don’t want to stop this. Do you?”
“No.”
“I want to feel you.”
