Authors: Tawny Taylor
Darkest Desire (22 page)
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alek's balls were so tight and high, he was choking on them. And his blood was burning through his body like molten lead. But he wouldn't let himself lose control. Oh, hell no. Not after waiting and working, patiently, all this time.
alek's balls were so tight and high, he was choking on them. And his blood was burning through his body like molten lead. But he wouldn't let himself lose control. Oh, hell no. Not after waiting and working, patiently, all this time.
At last, he had what he'd been hoping for. He had her in his arms. And, oh yes, it was heaven.
Despite his determination to maintain control, his kiss was anything but controlled. His lips crushed hers, the kiss hard, feral. His tongue pushed into her sweet depth, stroking, tasting, drawing her flavor into his mouth. She was so sweet, intoxicating, he couldn't get enough.
Her fingers curled, her nails digging into his shoulders. The pain only amplified his need. The sound of their gasps and sighs filled their joined mouths. And that did nothing to help him keep his tenuous grip on his self-control.
Keep it real. Show her how you feel.
He broke the kiss and dragged in a few much-needed deep breaths. “I love you, Lei. More than words. More than life.”
“I love you, too, Malek. You make me want to be a better person. You make me want to be whole again.” She took his hand and placed it on her breast. His balls tightened even more. “I'm ready, Malek.”
“Are you sure?” If she wasn't, he would have to find the strength, from somewhere, to put on the brakes. He prayed he wouldn't have to do that. Already, he was in agony.
Her lips curled into a soft smile. She nodded. Then, using her hand, she began moving his back and forth across her breast. Mesmerized and completely lost in his need, he let her take complete control. She manipulated his hands, allowing him to caress her breasts, tease the nipples until they were pointy little succulent peaks.
“Can I taste you?” he asked, his voice husky.
“Yes.” She arched her back, pushing her breasts higher into the air, bringing them closer to his mouth.
He bent over her, inhaled. She smelled so good, like woman and desire. His mouth watered as he angled lower, lower.
At the first flick of his tongue, she clamped her fists in his hair. His heart jumped in his chest. His cock jerked. He froze in place.
“Don't stop,” she whispered. “Please.”
A zing of sensual heat pulsed through him at the need in her voice. He pulled her nipple into his mouth and suckled hard, and she whimpered, arched her back even more, and tightened her hold on his hair.
Damn did he love how responsive she was. The sound of her little gasps and whimpers was like the sweetest music to his ears. And her taste. Damn. She was sweet and salty, utter perfection. Using his teeth, he grazed the turgid flesh.
“Oh God!” she murmured. “Ohmygod! Yes. Again.”
He nipped then laved, nipped then laved, and each time she cried out for more, more, more.
He moved to the other breast, repeating the process, while she writhed and quaked beneath him. She was like no woman he'd ever fuckedâresponding to his every touch as if it were her first. It was enough to make him almost lose control.
Her pleasure first, Malek. Always her pleasure first.
Just when he thought he might lose his mind, she yanked his head away, dragged him up so they were nose-to-nose, and kissed him roughly. Her tongue shoved its way into his mouth, tangling with his. He couldn't help but meet her thrusts, giving exactly what he was receiving. He tasted, teased, tormented her, and she did the same. Within minutes, they were both gasping, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and desperate for more.
Still, Malek resisted the instinct to take control. He ached to feel her hand cupped under his balls, those decadent lips circling his throbbing cock. But he could do nothing but tremble and ache and allow her to shove him back until he was lying on his back and she was straddled over him.
His gaze raked up and down her body. She was absolutely perfect. Everything about her. Her tits were high and full. Her little hard nipples puckered and tempting. Her waist was slender, her hips flared out just enough to make her feminine. Her thighs were slender, the lines of her muscles visible under her smooth skin.
“I admit, watching you fuck makes me wet,” she said, her voice husky. “Almost as wet as watching you dominate a submissive. That drives me crazy.” As she spoke, her hand was gliding down her stomach, toward her smooth-shaven mound.
Talk about driving someone crazy.
His gaze inched lower, to her moist nether lips. They gleamed, slick with her juices. Out of instinct, he licked his lips.
“Are you hungry?” she asked.
“Oh yes.”
Her hand cupped her cunt. “For this?”
“Yes.”
“Hmmm.” She parted her fingers, pulling the puffy outer lips apart. She stroked her clit with the index finger of her other hand, back and forth.
His throat practically closed up, and a surge of erotic hunger blasted through his system. “Come here,” he said, voice hoarse.
She lifted one brow, gave him a seductive smile, then walked on her knees up his body.
Finally, her pussy was right there, above his mouth, her thighs straddling his head. He inhaled, drawing in her luscious scent.
“It's yours,” she said as she pulled her labia apart for him.
His mouth flooded with saliva. Finally, he would taste her.
“Thank you, baby.” Placing his hands on her hips, he pulled her down until she was practically sitting on his face. With his tongue, he explored her folds, and his mouth filled with her delicious flavor. When he finally found her little clit, she reached back and fisted his cock.
He growled as an almost overwhelming flare of heat blazed through his body. “Fuck. You're going to pay for that.”
“For what?” she asked, donning a devil-made-me-do-it smirk. She flicked her fingertip along the flared ridge circling the head, and he bit back a curse.
“You know what.” Tipping his head slightly, he nipped the juncture of her thigh, and she shivered, a coat of goose bumps covering her leg.
“Malek,” she whispered. Her little fist tightened around his cock, amplifying his need.
Her pussy was wet for him. The air was thick with the intoxicating scent of her need. And damn if he didn't want to shove his cock inside her slick heat and find out how tight and hot she was.
But he couldn't.
It seemed all those years of honing his control, of mastering his own body, would pay off today. Clearly, his wife wasn't going to make it easy on him.
“Taste me, please,” she murmured.
He tasted her, but not where she wanted. His tongue flicked up and down along the inside of one thigh, then the other. As he worked, his nose filled with the smell of her arousal. His mouth with the flavor of her need. His eyes with the sight of her surrendering to her body's demands.
“If you're going to be so stubborn, I'll do it myself.” She reached between her legs, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled it away.
“No, you won't.” He released her wrist immediately, fearing any restraint might ruin what was quickly becoming the most erotically charged experience of his life. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt like this.
“Fine, I'll do one better.” Walking on her knees again, she moved backward, taking that decadent pussy out of his reach. She stopped when she reached his hips. Smiled. Took his cock in her hand and dragged it up and down her folds until the head was coated in her slick heat.
Malek groaned, reaching up to grab her hips.
Inch by inch, she lowered herself down, taking him deep. Her slick pussy walls opened to accommodate his girth, then clamped tight.
A deep moan shot from his chest as she lifted her hips and slammed down again.
“How's that?” she asked, her voice a taunting siren's call.
He couldn't stand it. He had to take control.
“What's wrong?” she asked. She lifted her hands to cup her breasts.
His throat constricted and he swallowed hard. “Not a damn thing.”
She shot him a wicked grin, then, moving carefully, rotated around, his cock still deep inside. Now he had a full view of her back and ass as she rode him hard. That ass slapped the base of his stomach with each bouncing descent. The sound of skin striking skin seemed to reverberate through his whole body. With each sharp slap, a blast of erotic heat shot from his center.
Surrendering to his own overpowering need for release, he rocked his hips, meeting his wife's strokes, driving himself deeper into her tight little cunt. His muscles were tightening, his breathing growing ragged. So hot. Trembling. On the verge of orgasm.
Now.
No.
His cum was there, at the base of his cock. One more thrust. Just one more. And it would be over.
Not yet!
Moving swiftly, he sat up, tackling her onto her back and pinning her arms over her head. He panted as he stared into the wide eyes of his wife and struggled to recover. Beneath him, Lei wriggled, fighting to regain control of him.
That wasn't going to happen.
“Now it's my turn.”
Lei couldn't breathe. The air had been sucked from the room. A brief memory flashed through her mind, but as quickly as it came, it vanished, and she was left lying on her back, staring into Malek's dark eyes, her body a big tangled mass of wanting and needing.
She'd pushed him to his limit; then she'd pushed him more. And this was what she got.
Not that she was surprised. Or disappointed.
This felt good, lying beneath him, vulnerable and powerless. It felt right.
Malek gathered her wrists into one hand, placed his free hand on her left breast, and smiled. “Your heart's pounding. Your face is flushed a pretty shade of pink. And your pussy is wet. This is what you want, isn't it, Lei? You were pushing me, taunting me, because you wanted me to lose control, didn't you?”
“Yes, Malek.”
With an index finger, he drew little swirling lines down her center, from her breastbone down her belly, over her belly button, to her mound. “This beautiful body is mine now. Mine to touch. Mine to worship.” His finger skimmed back up, circled a nipple.
She smiled as her gaze meandered over his face. It was hard to believe that this gorgeous, patient, loving man was her husband. That she would spend the rest of her life in his arms. Her sanctuary. Her salvation. Someday, she would hold their child, would look into their son's eyes and see his father. This was just the beginning of their journey, and already she couldn't wait to see where they would go from here.
“Malek, I need you.”
“I need you, too, Lei. More than I have ever needed another person.” He eased her legs apart. “Your pussy is so tight. I can't stand waiting another minute.” After positioning his hips between her thighs, he scooped her ass into his hands, lifting it up. “Look me in the eyes as I enter you. Don't hide.”
She locked her gaze on his eyes.
“Yes, just like that.” He kissed her gently as his cock filled her.
“Ohhhh,” she said into their joined mouths. It felt like a hot wave of water had washed over her. Her chest felt warm. Her face too. She rocked her hips up and down, meeting Malek's strokes, taking him as deeply as she could. He fit her perfectly. He held her perfectly. He kissed her perfectly. He possessed her perfectly.
It was as if he'd been created to be hers and hers only.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, locking her ankles. So right. So ... beautiful.
With his body, his hands, his mouth, he made love to her. He cherished her. He worshipped her. He claimed her. And he brought her to that incredible pinnacle where the whole world narrowed to a pinpoint, and all that existed were the sensations he stirred inside her.
Harder, he thrust, his cock shoving inside her, caressing every sensitive inch of her canal. And at that glorious moment, when his cock thickened before he climaxed, she tumbled over the crest. She cried out his name as her body shook with pleasure. Her pussy convulsed around his cock, and his cries joined hers. His cum filled her, and his hard, rough thrusts shoved her over the edge again. A second climax tore through her body, and she clamped her arms around his neck and clung to him.
He slid his hands underneath her, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Gently, he kissed her forehead. “Are you okay?”
“Better than okay.”
He sandwiched her face between his hands. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” A loud bang cut her off, and she flinched. Her heart started thumping against her breastbone. “That sounded like it was inside.”
Malek's eyes widened. He stilled, listened. A second thunk echoed through the house. He rolled off her, grabbed a pair of sweatpants, and stuffed his feet into them, pulling them up as he ran toward the door. “Go hide. And whatever you hear, don't come out until I tell you it's safe.”
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