Page 63 of Forsaken
“Thankfully, you don’t have to.”
Clasping his hand, she lifted it and kissedhis knuckles before drawing his index finger into her mouth. Sheran her tongue along it and smiled when his attention focused onher mouth as she’d hoped it would. She sucked on his finger againbefore releasing it and bringing his hand to her breast.
She pressed his hand to her before releasingit to clasp his erection through his jeans then reaching for thebutton and zipper. When she succeeded in freeing him, his cocksprang free, and she was delighted to discover he’d left his boxersoff tonight. Knowing how excited it would make him, she also didn’twear any underwear beneath her skirt.
Shifting so she could push him back onto theblanket, she nudged his shoulders until he lay beneath her. Shepulled off his sneakers and tossed them aside before removing hissocks and tugging his jeans the rest of the way down.
When she finished, she leaned back on herheels to study him while she ran her hands up his inner thighs.Leaning over him, she relished the sharp intake of his breath whenher breasts brushed against his shaft.
She was trying to learn the things he likedand how to please him, and she thrilled when she discoveredsomething new that aroused him. When she grazed her nails along hisinner thigh before bending to nip the flesh she scratched, hegroaned low in his throat and propped his hands behind his head towatch her.
Aida bent to kiss his inner thigh, and Juliantensed when her hair fell to tickle his cock. He held his breath ashe waited to see if she would put her mouth on him, but then, shesat back and rose gracefully.
She undid the button on her skirt andshimmied it down her hips to bare her body to him. Unable to stopit from happening, his fangs slid free again as he feasted in thesight of her. She smiled at him while she skimmed her fingers downthe valley between her breasts. Her hand dipped down to the edge ofthe neatly trimmed, small patch of black hair shielding her sexfrom him.
He quirked an eyebrow at her. “Nounderwear?”
The sexy smile she gave him caused him tobecome impossibly harder.
“Do you like it?” she asked.
“Oh, I do.”
“Good,” she said as she knelt between hislegs again. “From now on, you’ll be the only one in the room whoknows I might not be wearing any underwear, and it’s just for you.But sometimes”—she skimmed her fingers down his chest and towardhis dick—“I’ll be wearing them, and you’ll never know which it willbe until you unwrap me.”
“The best gift ever.”
She rested her hands on his thighs and glidedher nails down the outer edge of them before bending to kiss hisinner thigh again. Her hair tickled his skin, but he was morefocused on her mouth as she inched her way toward his achingcock.
Unable to breathe, Julian raptly watchedeverything she did until her hand encircled his shaft. She gave hima wicked smile before running her tongue over the head of his dick.Julian gripped the blanket as small thrills of pleasure raced upand down his spine.
Aida held his gaze while she slowly loweredher mouth down his dick. Running her tongue along him, she watchedhis reactions while she learned what excited him the most and whatdidn’t. When she stroked him, he growled; she repeated the actionand smiled when it elicited the same response.
Unable to take any more of her exquisitetorture, Julian clasped her arms and gently tugged her away. Shereleased him and slid up his body. The friction of her skin againsthis had him thinking about baseball again. How many plates werethere?
He couldn’t remember if there were platesinvolved in the game when she settled over him with a mischievoussmile.
“Did you like that?” she asked.
“You know I did,” Julian said as he grippedthe back of her head and dragged her down for a kiss.
As their tongues entwined, Aida flicked hersover his retracted fangs and poked at the point of them. Juliantore his mouth away from hers when they lengthened in response.
“It’s okay,” Aida whispered.
She dipped her hand between their bodies andgrasped him to guide him into her. For a second, she couldn’t speakas the sensation of him stretching and filling her robbed her ofall reason. She’d never felt anything as astonishing as beingpossessed by Julian.
She found his lips and kissed him again. Hedidn’t open his mouth to her, and she could feel his fangs againsthis lips, but instead of being frightened, she focused on thesensation of him sliding in and out of her. She lost herself to theway his skin slid against hers as sweat slickened their bodies.
In his strong arms was where she would alwaysbelong. This was the here and now; there was no room for the pastor the future. There was only her, Julian, and the ecstasy theygave each other.
“Feed on me,” she said as she nipped hisbottom lip.
Julian froze; he was sure he heard herwrong.
“I know it will feel good if I’m willing,”she continued. “You need blood, and I want to be the one who givesit to you.”
At first, he didn’t know how to respond ashis overwhelming love for her attained impossible levels. He wantedto taste her so badly it was a physical ache inside him, but shehad to know what she was getting into.
