Page 77 of Take Me (Dark Odyssey 5)

The crackle of hot, raw energy that passes between us awakens my body. There is nothing to do here besides say yes. I want him, and my body has missed him.

“Okay,” I answer and he gives me that cocky smile that curls my toes.

Lifting me, he hoists me over his shoulder, carrying me caveman style so he can squeeze my ass.

“I want this ass, Lilly,” he says landing a heavy hand across my cheeks. The jolt makes me wet instantly.

We walk up the stairs and instead of going left to the room Rosie and I have been staying for the last three days we go right and the it’s clear the room we walk into is the master bedroom. It’s also clear it’s his.

It’s massive and decorated in dark mahogany furniture. A king sized bed sits in the center. What would make me question whether or not it’s his is the bookcase unit across with an assortment of books on computers and artificial intelligence. There are a number of books on Advance calculus and technological books that look like they should be in a library.

My mouth actually falls open and I realize Christian Giordano is a man of mystery and wonder. That’s all I get to see because he marches me inside the Ensuite bathroom that looks exactly like walking into a health spa. There’s a walk in shower that also has a seated area at the end with a wall unit of soaps and other toiletries. What I love though is the bath set in the center. It’s one of those old fashion baths that stands on little golden legs.

The man walks straight over to the shower and sets me down fully clothed.

I lean against the wall and watch him pull his shirt from the waistband of his pants.

The sexual hunger in his bright brown eyes stirs to life need in the pit of my belly. He backs off his shirt, shrugs out of his pants and boxers kicking everything to the side revealing all his glory. His cock is fully erect and straining toward me.

Christian steps in the shower and plants his hands either side of me.

“We’re in for a long night, hope you had enough rest today,” he says leaning close.

“I rested.”

“Good girl. Now the order of the evening is this. You. Me. Fucking. Are you ready?”

I answer him with a kiss. I have control for a few seconds, but he steals it back from me by nibbling on the edge of my bottom lip. He tugs and I feel the wildness pulling from deep within.

Christian chuckles and the rumble vibrates against my hands pressed up against his hard chest.

He pulls on my little top and takes it off, my shorts come off next. When he gets to my panties he stops and cups my sex, rubbing over the cotton which is already wet with my arousal. A wide smile lifts the corners of his sensual lips when he realizes I’m wet and ready for him.

“You’re so perfect Lilly, always ready for me to fuck you. Always knowing I’m the master and owner of this pussy.”

His words make me wetter. He pulls down my panties, takes off my bra then turns on the shower head so it sprinkles over us.

I smile when he takes a step back and looks me over.

“What are you doing?”

“Checking you out baby. Committing your perfect, fine body to memory.”

He runs his fingers over the tight peaks of my nipples and bends his head down to taste me.

“I haven’t sucked these juicy titties all week.”

Convulsive waves grip me when his hot mouth covers over my left nipple and he starts a savage suckle. Sucking hard and nibbling on the tips. He moves from one breast to the other and I hold on to him to keep a firm grip so I don’t fall over.

I moan and press against the granite walls of the shower when he starts to feast on me. his mouth on my nipples is mind blowing. But like always, this man has proven to know exactly what I want and what my body needs. When he pushes two fingers into my pussy and starts finger fucking me hard I come. I come so hard I cry out. The sound fills the room and he continues his feasting and the assault of my pussy with his fingers until I’m there again.

Moments later I come again, coming undone in his arms.

He pulls his fingers out of me and licks off my juices. Before he can reach for me again I beat him to it and run my fingers over his cock.

The pleasure filled look on his face elates me. There’s a triumph in knowing I can give a man like him pleasure like I am now.

He grows harder in my hands and harder as I rub up and down his length. It feel different to when I first did this for him. He feels different to me. Like he’s mine. He feels like he could actually be mine. As I touch him I allow the indulgence to filter into my mind.

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