with desire.
He smiled and shook his head. He carefully folded the top and placed it on the pile of clothing. She waited for him to return and felt another wave of heat when she noticed the desire in his eyes as he lovingly looked at her curves and gleaming skin.
“Why?” she asked as she looked at the clothes and then at him.
He stopped in front of her, captured her hand, and lifted it to his lips. “A flower, especially one as rare and precious as you, should always be respected,” he explained as he caressed her cheek. “It is an honor for me to undress you. I show respect to you by caring for your belongings. Plus…,” he murmured near her ear as he slowly walked around her, “it builds the anticipation. I will worship your body, Nali.”
A shaft of need, so sharp that it created a physical pain, ran through her. She closed her eyes and focused on the touch of his lips on her bare shoulder and his hands as he caressed her buttocks. A breathy moan slipped from her when he slid his hand across her stomach and cupped her breast. She opened her eyes and hungrily gazed at him.
“I… don’t think I can take much more worshipping, Asahi,” she confessed in a strained voice.
She reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt, savoring his warm skin as he unbuckled the belt around his waist and allowed his trousers to fall to the floor. She traced the muscles along his chest, down to his waist.
They moved like dancers across the floor, caressing each other as their bodies touched. Nali had never been so aroused nor so enthralled. This feeling was beyond physical needs. It was spiritual—a connection of their souls becoming one.
She tilted her head to the side when he trailed his lips along her neck. She lightly glided her fingers across his buttocks.
“I want to wash you,” he murmured as he clasped her wrist.
She uttered a low, strained chuckle. “Oh, Asahi. You are tempting a monster to forget her control,” she warned, the look in her eyes far more intense than her teasing voice.
“I wouldn’t have her any other way,” he murmured.
Nali waved her hand at the shower. Warm water flowed like rain from the ceiling. She wrapped her arms around Asahi’s neck and their lips connected in a passionate kiss. They moved as one under the water’s flow.
She feverishly glided her hands over his slick skin. Her heart thundered against her chest when he gripped her wrist and twisted her around, pressing her back against his chest. She instinctively tilted her hips back, pressing her buttocks against his engorged cock.
“My beautiful Empress,” he murmured between kisses.
Nali splayed her hands against the wall of the shower and bowed her head. She could see the droplets of water clinging to her aching nipples.
“Love me, Asahi,” she pleaded in a voice filled with need.
“Forever,” he promised.
She turned around, lifted one slender leg, and curved it over his hip. Then she slid her hands along his shoulders, pulling him closer, and he bent his knees, bringing his throbbing cock to the entrance of her channel. She stared into his eyes as he gripped her hips and slowly impaled her.
“Yes,” she moaned as he moved inside her.
Her taut nipples brushed against his chest as they moved. He tightened his grip on her thighs and buried his face against her shoulder, rocking back and forth, pushing ever deeper into her. She could feel each stroke of his cock as it filled her.
His heavy breathing teased her ears and brushed against her neck. She pressed her lips against his temple, cherishing the moment. Her lips parted on a loud gasp when he slid his hand up to her throat and tilted her head back so he could kiss her.
Their tongues tangled in a primitive mating union. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the ecstasy of the moment. Her arousal was building to a peak, and she thought she would burst into flames from the heat. She curled her fingers in his hair, then ripped her lips from his with a loud cry as her orgasm engulfed her.
Asahi tightened his hold on her chin and turned her head, capturing her lips again. He rocked his hips faster, and she clawed at him as his hunger reached a fever pitch. He pressed her back against the wall and grabbed her thigh, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. The position