Shedding the last of his clothes, Jordan watched as Tehya tossed her gown to the floor. It would have been a shame to ruin the silk, but he would have torn it from her if she hadn’t removed it herself.
Gripping the base of his dick, he fought back the need to simply fuck her. That was what he should do. He should go right to her, thrust inside her, and drive them both to climax.
But he needed more. He ached for more. He had his own fantasies to fulfill tonight, especially this one.
He watched as she sat before him, pushing her hair back, staring up at him with those witchy eyes as she licked her lips slowly.
Jordan eased onto the bed, kneeling in front of her, the overriding lust stripping away what little restraint he had held on to over the years.
His hand slid into the back of her head, delving beneath those silky curls.
“You know what I want,” he growled, almost wincing at the sound of his own voice. “Suck my dick, Tehya. Let me fuck that sweet mouth.”
Hunger flared in her eyes and he wanted to curse. He hated himself. Hated the needs that tore through him, the dominance that was too much a core part of him, and the hunger he couldn’t still for this too delicate woman.
Her lips parted for him, her little pink tongue peeking out to lick over the engorged, flushed head of his cock as rapid-fire electrical impulses began to attack his nerve endings.
Clenching his teeth, he couldn’t hold back the groan that rumbled from his chest. It was so fucking good. Her tongue was a lash of pure sensual delight on the head of his dick, the aching throb of pleasure sending waves of sensation through his balls and then across the rest of his flesh.
His fingers clenched in her hair as his thighs tightened. He swore he could feel his come building in his balls, threatening to erupt.
Holding the base tight, he rubbed the swollen head against her tongue, her lips. Watching as her eyes met his, as the engorged flesh of his cock caressed heated damp silk.
He wanted to sink inside. To feel her hot mouth closing over the supersensitive head of his dick and sucking it in. The anticipation of it was killing him.
“Suck it,” he ordered roughly. “Let me in that hot little mouth, baby. Let me fuck it like I’ve dreamed of for far too many damned years.”
He’d had too many fantasies of this. It had weakened him over the years, obviously, because he was damned if he could pull back from her.
Her lips parted.
Jordan didn’t wait for her to take him. Her lips parting was permission enough.
Holding firm to her hair, he watched instead as he pushed inside, then shuddered as a wave of heat tore through him as he watched her suck him inside.
Sweet, pink lips were stretched, reddened. Those brilliant emerald eyes fluttered closed as pleasure suffused her face. Her hands smoothed down his flanks before moving up, one hand easing between his thighs, her fingers finding the taut, responsive sac of his balls and cupping it with silken hands.
This was ecstasy.
Ah hell, he was going to lose himself in her and he could feel it. The threat of it was there. The threat of losing every promise he had made to himself over the years had the potential to destroy him.
“Fuck yes!” he hissed out as she began to move, her mouth caressing the engorged crest as she began a firm, erotic suckling with her mouth that he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out against for long. “Suck my dick, baby. Sweet, hot fucking mouth…”
His thighs burned, they were clenched so tight as her hungry mouth began to work over his cock. Her tongue lashed against the underside of the head, rubbed. The suckling pressure eased, then tightened.
Flames of hair swayed down her back, over her shoulders, caressing his thighs. Her hands were never still. One caressed his balls, the other clenched at his thigh, her fingertips rubbing against it every so often. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked the throbbing cock head in her mouth, working it with delicate greed as a moan vibrated over the aching crest.
Hell, he couldn’t hold out long. He wanted to fuck her too bad. The need to spill inside her was building in his balls, burning through his body.
“Fuck,” he snarled in desperation. He didn’t want to stop.