“Yes,” she whispered.
And then he had his mouth on hers and kissed her hard and with possession. It was exactly what she envisioned a kiss from Marius would feel like.
15
Marius was so hard. His cock throbbed behind the towel, and all he wanted to do was rip her fucking clothes away and bottom out inside her. A groan left him at the image that thought conjured up. The only thing that mattered right now was this woman, this sweet, soft woman who was opening her mouth and stroking her tongue against his. He knew she’d seen the erection he sported, knew it turned her on. He’d seen her reaction, the way her breathing changed, her nipples hardened, and her mouth parted.
Marius reached out and took her nape in his hand, pulling her forward. Maya gasped when her chest slammed into his. She braced her hands on his pecs and curled her nails into his flesh. He hissed out from how good it felt.
His cock jerked from the softness of her, from the scent of lemons that came from her, and at the way she broke the kiss and looked up at him with wide, vibrant eyes. Lowering his head toward hers again, he claimed her mouth, licked and sucked at her tongue when she opened for him, and groaned against her lips.
“I need you.”
“I need you too,” she moaned.
He didn’t break their kiss as he reached between their bodies with one hand and all but tore her oversized shirt from her. He was a madman, a beast, and all he wanted was their naked bodies pressed together.
She was hot and sweet and surrendered herself to him, because she wanted this, no, needed it as much as he did. When she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away, taking a step back was really damn hard, but she had control, had the power, even if he was the dominant one.
Marius looked his fill of her now nude body. She hadn’t been wearing a bra or panties, and the sight of her in the candlelight had his cock jerking. Christ, her body was a work of goddamned art.
“I want this, Marius. I really want this.”
He swallowed hard and moved his hand down to rub his palm over his erection. The damn thing was liable to explode if he didn’t add a little bit of pressure to the bastard. He planned on jerking off in the bath, but he held off when he thought he heard her outside. Looking at her breasts, those big, glorious weights with the pink tips, had him wrapping his hand around his cock.
She gripped her breasts and held the huge mounds in her hands.
A low growl left him, and her eyes widened.
“I’m liable to come right now if you keep touching yourself.”
“Don’t do that,” she whispered. “It would be over before it started.”
He groaned again and heard the soft noise that came from her. Maya pulled the towel away as if she were frantic. And then they both stood with nothing on, their body heat moving between each other. Marius took a step back and looked his fill of her body once more. Possessive need slammed into him that this woman was giving herself to him, only to him. He was about to claim her in a way he’d never done with another female, in a way he probably never would again.
He moved closer to her again, and her breathing changed. Her breasts rose and fell because of the action, her nipples seeming to tighten further. Maya’s breasts were a handful, the peaks a light-pink color. Marius’s mouth watered.
Damn, he was hard.
He lowered his gaze to her pussy, one with a thatch of short, dark hair covering it. But before he could move toward her again, she was lowering herself to her knees in front of him. Marius was stunned at first, frozen in place. He parted his lips and breathed in deeply when she took his cock in her hand and stared at it.
“Maya…” He breathed her name out, not sure what to say. This certainly wasn’t what he was expecting. His voice was strained, his arousal growing.
“Is this too much, me being too forward?” she asked softly, her voice a mixture of heat and arousal. She lifted her gaze to his face and licked her lips.
“Maya, you don’t have to be on your knees in front of me.” His voice shook a little. She didn’t have to do this, but hell, she was going to. Maya was going to suck his cock, which had pre-cum spilling out the tip of him.
“I want to do this. I’m hungry for you.”
Cupping the side of her face, he smoothed his fingers over her parted lips. Neither said anything else. Maya leaned forward, her warm breath brushing along his cock. A strangled noise left him when she parted her lips farther and took the head into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Marius reached out and wrapped his hand around her hair, closed his eyes, and let his head fall back as pleasure coursed through him. She took as much as she could, hollowed out her cheeks, and relaxed her throat.