She’s warm, tight, and indescribably beautiful. I breathe her name. “Rachel.”
She responds by riding me hard, up and down, her body tight around me as she takes the pleasure she wants. I can’t take my eyes off her. I’m mesmerized by her beautiful body, her breasts, her hair. Her eyes are closed, her skin flushed as she takes me deeper each time. I rise from the bed, gripping her hips and taking a nipple in my mouth as she continues to ride me. I come with an intense explosion at the same time she shatters in my arms.
She collapses on top of me, her eyes still closed. Soon, her breathing deepens, and only after she’s asleep do I notice the tears on her cheeks.
The next morning, I wake up to the smell of breakfast. After showering, I find Rachel in the kitchen with freshly made French toast and a nice arrangement of chopped fruits. I’m on a call, so I make myself a plate and pour a cup of coffee, kissing her before I go out to the back patio.
I can tell she’s not happy. She comes out to the patio and gives me her characteristic scowl when she finds I’m still on the phone. With an apologetic smile, I blow her a kiss.
It’s not enough. She pouts and stalks inside the house. After working for a few hours, I go to search for her and find her lying in bed, reading, and wearing sheer lingerie.
The lace and satin ensemble barely conceals anything beneath, and my reaction is understandably potent. Feeling almost like a randy teenage boy, I can barely stop myself from pouncing on her.
Keeping my lust in check, I join her on the bed, chuckling when she pointedly ignores me.
“What’re you reading?”
She gives me a side-eye. “Are you done working?”
“Yes.”
“Well, now I’m busy,” she says dismissively, going back to her book.
“I can see that.” I massage her feet. “Are you mad at me?”
“Why would I be?” She shrugs. “You told me you would be working. Now, if you don’t mind, someone has a guild of evil magicians to challenge and defeat.”
“Sounds critical.” I continue massaging her toes. “I wouldn’t dare to interfere with something of that magnitude, something with such potentially far-reaching consequences.”
“What’re you doing?” She looks suspicious.
“Nothing.” I keep my expression innocent. “Go on, defeat those evil magicians. Though…” I pause. “I don’t think you’re suitably dressed for something so important.”
She chuckles. “Really?”
“Yes,” I reply. “For one, you wouldn’t have just this thin lace covering your breasts. Your nipples are visible, tempting…an explicit invitation to suck on them.”
She makes a dismissive sound but doesn’t go back to reading. Instead her eyes stay on me, and through the lace, I see her nipples tighten and peak.
“And your thighs,” I continue, moving my hands from her feet, trailing them upward.
“What about them?” Her voice is a little huskier than before.
“They’re barely covered, just a little lace. Who can look at them without thinking about sex?” Cupping her through the material, I can feel the dampness of her arousal. “You’re not reading anymore?”
Stubbornly, she turns back to the screen of her device. Hooking my fingers in the crotch of her panties, I move them aside. She’s watching me again, her lips parted, waiting.
“You can’t stop reading now,” I remind her. “Think of those evil magicians.”
She glares at me and turns back to her screen. I lower my head and touch my lips to her sex.
Her body shudders as I stroke her with my tongue. I suck on her clit then find her cleft and push my tongue inside her. I hear the e-reader clatter as it drops, and her fingers are in my hair.
My lips curve in triumph, but I stay focused on the task at hand, giving her pleasure. I bring her to climax after climax, intent on making up for ignoring her earlier. I make her come until she’s begging me to stop, then I finally release her shaking body.
“Let’s go for a walk,” I tell her, loving the taste of her on my lips. She is weak and spent, her eyes barely open as she looks up at me. “We can’t leave without exploring the beach.”
Chapter 24