“Okay, I have to say it. What’s up Doc?”
“I should spank you for that.”
She wiggled her ass against him. “Oh, baby.”
He laughed and plucked the ornament out of her hands. He turned it so she could see the engraving. “Did you see this?”
She brought his hand close so that she could read the words. Adrian and Sheridan
2009. “Should I open it?”
“Actually, I think that’s my job.” He opened the latch, showing her a ring. A princess cut diamond was flanked on either side by pear shaped rubies. “Marry me, princess.”
Perfect. God, he was so fucking perfect. “Yes.” She watched, tears in her eyes, as he slipped the ring on her finger. “But you’re still taking at least half that stuff off the front lawn.” Especially the seven foot Ferris wheel with the penguins and, God, the spotlight under it so you couldn’t miss it. She was pretty sure the space shuttle could find their lawn.
But all of that was forgotten as her mate leaned over her, taking her down on the couch, intense heat in his golden eyes. She arched her neck eager for his mouth to fin the mark he’d claimed her with, bringing her home for all time.
Adrian bent over his snow princess, the urge to fuck her until they both passed out so strong he shook with it. But she deserved more than that tonight. Instead, he was going to make love to her until neither of them could stand it.
He eased up her sweater, the soft cashmere like fur beneath his hands. Those luscious breasts of hers popped free, barely covered by the lace of her bra. He smiled, cupping the soft globes in both hands, his thumbs gently strumming her nipples. She gasped, her eyes closing, but not before he saw the flash of red in her gaze. Fuck, he loved it when her eyes changed, the pale blue turning red hot. She arched her back to allow him to unhook her bra, an invitation he gladly accepted. The bra dropped to the floor without a care. His eyes feasted on the pale perfection under him, his mouth salivating at the urge to taste what she so sweetly offered. He lowered his lips, sucking one of her pale, puckered nipples into his mouth, his tongue paying homage to her.
“Oh, Adrian.”
Her sigh was rough with need, but he wasn’t done with her yet. Tonight was all about her. He was going to make it a night to remember, for both of them.
He was going to kill her with pleasure. He nibbled and suckled at her breast like it was gourmet chocolate, savoring every bite until she was ready to scream. Then he moved to the other breast and repeated the process.
When she tried to move her hands down to his pants he stopped them, his gaze commanding. “No. Not yet.” He palmed her breasts, staring down at them possessively.
“I’m not done.”
“I am.” She wriggled under him, thrusting her hips up into him, tempting him to move on to the main event, damn it. If her panties got any damper her jeans would be soaked through!
Adrian licked right between her breasts, the rasp of his tongue sending shivers down her spine. He began a slow descent down her body, licking and nibbling at her stomach. His five o’clock shadow tickled her side, sending her into giggles.
His body was a blur to her eyes, but to her other senses he was a rich cornucopia of sensations and scents that drove her wild. His heated musk tickled her nose, his arousal evident in more than the hard ridge behind his slacks. She stroked his shoulders, the fine button down shirt sliding over his smooth skin, biting her lip in anticipation as he undid the snap of her black jeans. “Love you so much,” he whispered, sliding them down her legs. He placed a chaste kiss on top of her panties before sliding them off, too.
Now she was completely naked and he was completely clothed. She shivered in anticipation, knowing exactly what all that cloth would feel like against her sensitive skin.
He lapped at the top of her pussy, the edge of his tongue barely grazing her clit.
She buried her fingers in his hair, urging him to go lower. He did, laving her pussy with his tongue in long, smooth strokes, dipping the tip inside her occasionally until she was moving under him.
“Please, Adrian.”
With another kiss to her stomach he rose above her. She could hear his zipper being lowered and reached out, desperate to feel his hard, velvet cock in her hands. It sprung free, landing in her palms, his scent that much stronger to her senses.
She had to have a taste. Bending forward she took the head into her mouth and lapped up the pre-come, delighting in his flavor.
She took him down her throat, his purr of desire music to her ears.
Adrian couldn’t help himself. He gathered that nearly white, baby soft hair into his fist and began moving his hips, fucking into her mouth with long, slow strokes. How she’d managed to turn this around on him he wasn’t sure, but he wasn’t about to pull out of the wet heaven of her mouth, either. He watched as his cock slid between her lips, the bliss on her face almost his undoing.
His orgasm was rising to the surface too quickly, his spine shivering as he tried to hold it off. He pulled her off of him, her mew of disappointment almost making him shove himself back into her mouth.
But he had other plans. He stood up, hoping she could see the feral grin on his face. “Bend over the arm of the sofa, princess.”
She grinned up at him and quickly complied. “Are we done playing?”
He growled as he thrust inside her. “Yup. Playtime’s over.”
“Oh, goody,” she breathed, bucking back into him. “I want to come.”
“Your wish is my command, princess.” He began fucking her rapidly, too close now to take it slow. The warm clasp of her pussy muscles massaged him, the pleasure almost more than he could bear. He reached around her hips and strummed her clit, breaking her rhythm, her pussy spasming around him
“Adrian, so close.” Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of bliss. He knew exactly what to do to send her over the edge.
Without pause he bit down, marking her again, sending her into an orgasm that robbed her of breath. With a snarl he joined her, the black tide of his orgasm overcoming him as he emptied himself inside her pale body.
Breathing hard he pulled his teeth from her skin, lapping at the mark he’d left behind. She sighed, snuggling down onto the sofa, those pale red eyes of hers soft and dreamy. He settled in behind her, making sure she was securely in his arms, before drifting off to sleep, his huger sated. For now, anyway.