his desire for me through our connection. It’s so strong, I don’t know how he’s able to hold himself back, but he just stands there, viewing me, his tongue flicking out and licking his lips. “You look…” He trails off, and my mouth twitches up into a smile as I realise what he’s doing. He wants me to make the first move.
Taking a deep breath, I step out of my dress and cross the short distance between us. I place my hands on his chest and glide them up the fabric of his jacket. The top couple of buttons are undone, so I can see some of his smooth chest, but he’s wearing entirely too much clothing for my liking. “These need to come off,” I purr, and a wicked gleam flashes in his eyes as a sultry smile curves his lips, making my knees weak.
“Yes, Alina,” he replies, his hands replacing mine as he slowly undresses. It’s my turn to watch with heated eyes as his tanned skin becomes exposed. His chiselled chest is speckled with a few silver hairs, but it’s so fine I almost can’t see it. My gaze lowers, drawn to his abs. His low, masculine chuckle makes me flick my eyes up to see he’s watching me with an amused smile. Hands on his hips, he pushes his leggings down, and I notice he’s completely nude beneath them. I’m suddenly glad I didn’t know that earlier. It would have been difficult to concentrate on the speaker’s stories if I’d known Vaeril had been going commando. My eyes land on his stiffening cock, and my nerves relight as I suddenly become anxious. This isn’t new to me, I’ve had sex before, but never with someone who means something to me.
“Stop,” he commands, and as I look up, I see him frowning at me, obviously feeling my nerves through our bond. He pulls me closer until our bodies are pressed together, and I rest my head against his chest. “Can you hear that?” he asks, and I realise he’s talking about his heartbeat. I nod as his hands stroke my hair. “That beats for you. I would never hurt you, you know that, right?”
Pulling away so I can look up at him, I read the honesty on his face, and I know he’s right. I lean up to meet his kiss halfway. It’s a slow, passionate kiss that grows as his hands trace patterns on my back, stoking my desire again. I moan against his lips as he lifts me, and I automatically wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed, placing me down gently in the center. Crawling onto the bed, he moves to my legs and slides a hand down to my underwear. He pulls at the silky lace, sliding it along my legs until I’m completely bare. I should feel shy being so exposed, but the heated, starving expression on Vaeril’s face makes me feel sexy and powerful.
He parts my thighs and moves closer, pressing kisses against the inside of my leg, getting nearer to my center. My breathing hitches when he finally presses a kiss against my clit before gliding his tongue over it. “Mine,” he growls, pressing another kiss against my nub, the vibrations making me cry out. I fist my hands in the bedsheets, needing something to hold onto as he continues kissing and licking. A movement catches my eye, and as I look down, I see him watching me as he slowly slides a finger inside me. I moan, hear a tearing sound, and when I glance over, I see I’ve ripped the sheets where I’ve been gripping so tightly. Vaeril chuckles against my clit, enjoying seeing me fall apart as he adds another finger, slowly moving inside me as he fuels my desire.
“Vae,” I call out, my voice breathy, feeling like I’m about to implode if he doesn’t stop soon. I sit up and pull away, shuffling until I’m kneeling in front of him. I press my lips against his, tasting my own desire on his lips. Reaching down, I grasp his hardening cock, enjoying the feel of the soft skin as I stroke it a few times, smiling at his resulting growl. This doesn’t last long before he’s throwing me back on the bed and crawling over me. Grabbing his cock, he places it against me, but instead of entering me, he rubs it up and down my slit, covering it in my