the only way to get his cock and senses to come together enough in a rush to explode in any kind of pleasure.
Now, inhaling Scarlet’s fragrance, kissing his way up the inside of her satin thigh, running his tongue along her damp, swollen lip to collect the droplets of honey, he could barely maintain his own control. He desperately wanted to be inside her, to feel what she was like surrounding him, to move in her. She felt his completely. In that moment, he needed her to be completely his.
“Say it.” His tongue swiped between her swollen lips, stabbed deep and she jerked so hard he pressed his hand on her belly, holding her in place.
Absinthe lifted his head and waited. Her green eyes bounced all over the place. He stayed calm, although he didn’t feel that way inside. The way she looked added to his dark thrill. With an effort she focused on him again. His cock jerked at the deepening lust in her eyes. The wild excitement.
Watching her face, he licked at her clit and then flicked the inflamed nub with his finger and thumb. He made it a casual movement, when he felt anything but casual. She gasped and shuddered, her hips bucking.
“Say you belong to me.” The command was issued in his soft voice—again, he didn’t push influence into it and had to fight himself not to do it.
She swallowed hard and nodded several times. “I do, Aleksei. I do belong to you. I want to.”
He narrowed his eyes. “I don’t like that name, Scarlet, and my woman never calls me that. What do you call me?”
He lowered his head again to that perfect tight little pussy because there was no resisting her taste. Or her scent. He wanted her with every breath he drew. Where was all his control and discipline? Why was she driving him out of his mind? He should be the one driving her out of her mind. He should be spending time on her thighs. Kissing. Teasing. Nipping with his teeth. Instead, he devoured her, used his tongue to draw out as much of her nectar as he could possibly take over and over again. He was so damn greedy, driving her up, holding her on the edge, fluttering his tongue, stabbing wickedly, using the edge of his teeth and then pulling back.
He stroked her belly soothingly when he felt her body coil tight, blowing warm air over her hot lips and inflamed slit. She was so responsive. She was a little fucking miracle. “What do you call me, moya literaturnaya ledi?” he prompted softly, more to back her off from the edge of the precipice. She was so close.
He rubbed his face on her inner thighs. He didn’t want this to be over. He wanted inside her, but he wanted more time. He knew that once he had her, she would start to retreat. She was very conflicted about what she wanted. And he was very certain about what he wanted.
“Absinthe.” His name came out ragged. She caught his hair in two tight fists, trying to drag his head back between her legs.
“What is it you want, miledi? If you want it, you have to tell me.”
“I’m so close. Please finish me off. Your mouth. Your cock. I need you.”
He licked at the drops of sweetness, savoring them. So good. “I need you to be more specific, baby. My mouth? Is that what you want? Or my cock? I’m fairly large. I’m going to stretch this little pussy of yours. It might hurt if you’re not ready for me.”
He used his fingers, pushing into her, scissoring, deliberately finding her G-spot and stroking until her hips bucked and she cried out his name. He instantly backed off, once again using his hand on her belly, caressing her soft skin. He stroked her swollen lips and then between her cheeks, spreading her sweet-smelling honey all over her and then licking it off.
“Your cock, Absinthe. I want you inside of me. Please. God, I want your cock. I can hardly stand waiting another second.”
He couldn’t wait either. Not another second. He kissed that flower pulsing now with desperation and then either thigh before very gently lowering her legs to the ground blanket. “Since you asked so nicely, how can I possibly resist a lady’s request when it’s put so sweetly and with such enthusiasm?”
He came up on his knees between her legs, keeping her spread wide for him. Damn, she was beautiful. The