He came to a stop in front of her and hooked an arm around her bare waist, pulling her in tight to his body. The feel of her skin against his own was like getting electrocuted. His whole body came alive with sensation and his vision narrowed to the woman in his arms. “Let’s give it our best shot then, shall we?” he replied to her earlier comment.
Mordecai lowered his head, capturing Dana’s mouth in a kiss filled with passion and promise. Dana met his tongue with her own, giving as good as she got. He let his hands roam, mapping the smooth skin of her back before cupping the arse that taunted him in all those tight jeans and the leggings she insisted on wearing daily. He couldn’t fault her for the fashion style she adopted, but he did wish he was the only one privy to such enticing views. At least he was the only one to see her like this, he thought. Then he recalled what she had said about being a virgin the night they had met and he pulled back, staring down at her. He knew she had slept with him for a purpose, but he was still humbled she had chosen him out of literally anyone else in the world. What’s more, she was choosing him again, only him. Yes, I need to do better, he silently vowed.
“Get on the bed,” his voice rasped out.
Dana showed no hesitation whatsoever as she took two steps back, all the while keeping her eyes on him. She then sat on the bed and scooted back on her butt before laying down and spreading her legs a little. Mordecai could make out moisture teasing the curls between her legs and he felt his knees go weak. Deciding he needed to move while he was still capable, he quickly toed off his shoes and unbuttoned his pants. He carefully lowered his zipper and shoved his slacks and briefs off in one motion. He moved somewhat gingerly toward the bed, rather than lunging for it like he wanted to, because he feared his legs could stop working at any moment and he didn’t want to fall down and snap his dick off.
Dana smiled and welcomed him with open arms, and he immediately zeroed in on the breasts that moved freely with her every movement. Palming them, he rubbed and squeezed the fleshy mounds as if they were his own personal stress balls. Dana didn’t seem to mind if her moans for more were any indication. Her nipples were stiff and looked hard enough to cut glass. Leaning down, he pulled one into his mouth, rolling it around his tongue and revelling in the strong, almost painful grip, Dana had on his hair. After suckling for several seconds, he kissed his way to her other breast and paid it equal homage. By the time he was willing to release his new favourite treat, Dana was gasping and writhing on the bed, her hips swivelling and her neck arching back. Unable to resist the temptation, he placed his lips against the graceful curve of her neck and began sucking. Hard. Dana moaned, her hands rising to grip his hair once more and lock his mouth to her body. After several long seconds, Mordecai pulled back – and felt an almost animal satisfaction when he saw the dark red welt on her pale skin. He wasn’t sure how long a hickey would last on an immortal goddess but seeing his mark on her made him supremely satisfied. It also made him unbearably hard.
Shifting so her hips cradled his, he nudged his erection through her slick folds, teasing them both and testing her readiness. When she mewled and arched her back, letting out a breathless, “Mordecai …” he knew he had reached his limit. He said her name and waited with bated breath for her to look at him. The question he was going to ask died on his lips when he saw the raging lust in her eyes – as well as the unspoken permission. So, instead, he simply nodded his head and grabbed his shaft, lining himself up for a trip to paradise.
Even though his body was on fire, he still took his time entering her, pushing forward an inch at a time before stopping and allowing her body to adjust. He ignored the demands of his own body, telling him to thrust all the way in one