he growled, leaning over her, the tight roping of his abdominal muscles supporting the weight of his torso. He took her mouth, his lips drifting across hers, his tongue flickering across the seam in time to the movements of his hand between her thighs. The pendant he wore around his neck swayed with his movements, brushing teasingly across her skin as an added point of sensation.
Lyssa spread her legs with unabashed eagerness, wanting him deeper than his fingers could go. Opening her mouth,she tried to drink him in, her kiss frantic and passionate. He fit his mouth over hers and gave her what she wanted, a deep, drowning kiss. Feeling wild and out of control, she began to jack him off with both fists, squeezing the thick head of his cock on every upward pull.
“Stop,” he said hoarsely, as her tight grip squeezed precum out of the tip. “You’re going to make me come if you keep that up.”
“You said we could take it down a notch,” she urged. “We can do it slow next time.”
Next time. Aidan had never thought of “next time” with a woman before. There had only ever been this time. Of course, he could usually make “this time” last all night. He knew already he’d be lucky to last five minutes inside Lyssa. Thankfully, she was primed and more than ready, her cunt so juicy hot, it was melting around his fingers. And, as she said, they could go slow in the next round.
It aroused him further, the thought of having Lyssa again and again, and his cock swelled painfully. Pulling away, Aidan ordered, “Get on your hands and knees.”
Her dark eyes widened as he pulled free of her grasp. She swallowed hard. “I don’t know if I can take you that way. You’re big.”
Aidan grabbed his dick with both hands and coated it with a mixture of her cream and the oil. “Do it. Leave the logistics to me. You just lie there and come.”
She rolled over and bared a taut, sweetly curved ass that made his balls draw up tight. The dark gold curls between her legs were trimmed almost to the skin, revealing pale pink folds that glistened with her desire.
His eyes slid closed on a deep breath, every muscle tensewith expectation and deep longing. It wasn’t the erotic display that most affected him. It was her trust. His heart was racing, his breathing as erratic and uncontrolled as his mood. As if he were standing on a precipice, knowing he was going to fall, but unable to fight it.
When was the last time he’d been in heat like this? When was the last time he’d wanted a particular woman this badly?
Aidan hoped like hell his emotions were simply set off-kilter by his new assignment. He hadn’t had sex since he’d met Lyssa. There just wasn’t time with all the work he had, and when he did find a free hour or two, he’d spent it thinking about her. Perhaps he’d shocked his system by going without. That had to be what the problem was. He’d been fucking women for centuries. It shouldn’t be any different this time.
“Hurry,” she breathed.
He opened his eyes to find Lyssa looking over her shoulder at him. His throat tightened at the sight of the graceful curve of her spine and her slender waist. She was so beautiful, in a way that appealed to him keenly.
Gripping her hip with one hand, he aimed his cock at her slick opening with the other, rubbing the throbbing head across her slit.
“I-I’m nervous,” Lyssa admitted, every nerve ending focused on her pussy and the cock ready to slide into it. Perspiration swept across her skin. She quivered as he began his entry, the thick head spreading her wide.
“Don’t be,” he rumbled. “I’ve got you.”
Aidan entered her slowly, too slowly, working his way inside her, advancing, retreating, making her achingly awareof every inch. His progress was agonizing, teasing, driving her mad until her arms started to shake, forcing her to sink into the scarves. The change in angle tilted her hips upward, allowing him to feed her more of that magnificent cock. She