running his hands up my sides and down, lightly squeezing my ass roughly. I couldn't stop the groan that slipped from my lips even if I tried.
He pulled back, gripping one of my ankles in his hand. I heard him inhale, skimming his nose from my knee to the innermost part of my thigh. "Ah, I missed the way you smell," he muttered sexily, his warm breath fanning over my skin. "Especially when you are ready for me."
His long fingers slid between my folds, ghosting across my sensitive clit. He smiled cunningly as I cried out wantonly for him, for more. "I think..." he murmured, dragging his tongue at an achingly slow pace through my wetness. "I think that I missed the way you taste the most." He slid a finger into me, sensuously sucking my swollen clit,the tip of his tongue circling it gently.
The sensation of his hot mouth against me caused my back to arch sharply, my hips jerking upwards unforgivingly. Unprepared for my newfound strength, he lost his leverage and his grip on me. Giving him a light shove, he slid to his back and I sat astride him. Staring down at the beautiful man underneath me, I leaned over him, running my tongue over his chest. My blunt teeth nipped at his nipples and over the soft flesh of his ribs. My fingers and mouth moved lower on their exploration until I gripped his cock in one hand and his ass with the other, bringing him closer to me. I laved my tongue around the tip, smiling haughtily as I heard him groan in pleasure. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could and pumped him with my hand. He gasped my name when my tongue twirled around and my teeth lightly grazed against his hard cock.
His hand knotted loosely in my hair and his hips rocked gently as my mouth plunged over his length. "Vackra…I want to taste you." Stefan growled. "Turn around."
His hands were rough as he pulled me over his skin, flipping me around until his mouth once again met the slick wetness of my pussy. His fingers spread open my folds and his tongue drove deep inside.
Without a second thought, I cupped him with one hand, my fingers circling his impressive length, the other bracing against his thigh. My mind had splintered, making it difficult to focus as his mouth and lips seemed to devour me. My tongue snaked out, slowly tracing over the velvet-covered steel of his cock. He moaned, the speed of his tongue and fingers increasing. I was dangerously close to climax. Licking my lips, I sank my mouth down over him, my hands still gripping his thighs. His hips involuntarily thrust against me as my lips moved over him, pulling him deeper and faster inside of my mouth. I groaned around him as I felt him twitch against my lips.
When he came, I took it all and relished the flavor of him. His fingers circled my clit, pushing me over the edge and I shattered into a million pieces, collapsing over his body.
Spent, neither of us moved. I heard his soft laughter and his hoarse words. "I take everything back. I missed that…you and me.”
I giggled softly and smiled against the skin of his thigh, kissing it lightly.
He gathered me up into his arms, kissing me urgently. I wrapped my legs around him again, and he broke away from my mouth, covering my neck and collarbone with his eager mouth.
"For three days I thought I had lost you," he gasped into my skin. "I cannot be away from you. I need you too much...and the only thing I fear is my love making you a target."
I smoothed the worry line between his eyes with my finger. Pressing kisses over his face, I nuzzled my nose against his. “Stefan, we can’t worry about the unknown. We’ll handle what happens. You didn’t survive for 1,000 years by worrying about ‘what-ifs’.”
Nodding, he snuggled under the covers. Stefan wrapped me in his strong embrace, refusing to let me go. As the dark night sky lightened into the early dawn, we held each other, simply reconnecting. It was healing a wound we both had from my