Page 140 of Journey to the Elderoak
She pulled away and looked up at him, memorizing his face.
“You’re beautiful,” she said as she traced his scar with her fingers, beginning at his jawline and working her way down his neck to where it ended above his collarbone. He watched her as she leaned in and placed a light kiss where it ended.
Backing away, she didn’t break eye contact as she untied her robe. His throat bobbed, and his breathing quickened. The robe slid off her arms and pooled at her feet, revealing the entirety of her nudity.
Casimir trembled as his eyes took in every inch, painstakingly slow, as if he was memorizing her every curve and dip. Every scar and stretch mark. Her full breasts and wide hips and thick thighs. His eyes rose and met hers, full of passion and wonder.
“You are the most exquisite thing I have ever laid eyes on.” His voice came out in barely a whisper. “Are you sure you’re well?”
“Positive.”
It took all of two seconds for him to cross the distance between them. His hands went to her thighs, lifting her to straddle him. She looped her arms around his neck as her lips crashed into his, full of need and desperation.
He carried her to the bed and laid her down, hovering over her as he continued to kiss her, tongue exploring her mouth. He ground against her, and she arched her back at the sensation of his erection through his pants rubbing in just the right spot.
She ran her hand along his length, and unbuttoned his pants, not breaking their kiss. He groaned as he pulled away long enough to remove his trousers and tossed them to the corner of the room. Upon her again, his lips met her own once more. Her hand moved lower, gripping him and he growled, kissing her harder.
His mouth left hers and moved to her neck, working his way lower. Taking his time, his lips left a trail of heat down her throat, the sensitive dip of her shoulder, her collar bone. Reaching her breasts, he squeezed one while he took the other in his mouth licking and sucking and biting at her nipple. Ava arched her back and released a guttural moan.
Every kiss, every touch was too much and yet not enough. It would never be enough.
Lower and lower he continued his gentle torment along her stomach, her hips, moving closer to exactly where she wanted him. He parted her legs and placed a kiss on each inner thigh, inhaling deeply. His eyes flicked up to hers and he grinned.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” he whispered.
Hooking a leg over his shoulder, he lowered himself. The first flick of his tongue had her gasping, setting her core ablaze. He licked up her center, letting out a groan of satisfaction. She whimpered, and if there was any bit of restraint left, Casimir broke it as he clutched her tighter.
Then, he devoured her.
Licking and sucking, his tongue moved around in circles in a beautiful torture as he worked her perfectly, knowing exactly what she needed.
“Oh my god,” Ava cried out, gripping the sheets.
He moved faster, flicking in perfect rhythm as waves of pleasure began to build. Writhing and arching beneath his mouth, heat rushed beneath her skin, her climax already building. He held her still, not letting her hips move as if he knew her release was growing closer.
She murmured his name as the edge drew near, unable to catch her breath. Sensing her approaching orgasm, Casimir increased his speed and pressure with the flat of his tongue as he plunged two fingers inside her and curled them at the perfect spot. He hummed amidst his tantalizing movementsand that sound pushed her over the edge, the ache in her core unraveling.
“Cas!” she cried out, her back arching and legs trembling as he held her tighter, not allowing her to move away while maintaining his speed as she found her release.
He slowed but didn’t stop, easing her through her orgasm as she whimpered, coaxing every last tremor from her. Pulling away, he kissed his way back up her body, paying special attention to her breasts yet again.
She panted and moaned through the aftershocks as he returned to her mouth and kissed her, the taste of her arousal on his lips. He pulled away. “I wonder how many more times I can get you to scream my name.”
“Shut up and kiss me again.”
He kissed her, gently this time, as he eased his way on top of her, stopping as his hard length brushed against her. She grasped him again, moving her hand up and down and he groaned. She let go and he slipped inside of her, slowly and carefully. Tortuously.
Ava gasped at the size of him and he paused, allowing her time to adjust. He watched her as he pressed closer, now fully seated to the hilt.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, and she let out a husky groan. The sensation of them merged was indescribable. Her skin tingled. Her breath hitched. Senses were heightened. Every touch set a blazing path along her skin.
She moved her hips, impatiently waiting for him to move with her.
“Ava,” he whispered as he kissed her neck, slowly thrusting. “You feel,” he murmured into her skin, nipping her earlobe. “You feel so fucking good.”
It wasn’t enough. None of it felt like enough as she clawed his back and tried pulling him closer. He wasn’t close enough. He would never be close enough and she panted and moanedas his pace quickened. She met his fervor and they moved together, both frantic with need.
“I need more,” she moaned. “Cas…I…I need more.”
