I push myself up on my tiptoes and press my lips against his. No one has ever been so honest with me. With Iskander, I know he’s not forever, but I can enjoy it before we both have to move away and continue with our lives.
“If I say yes?”
“I promise to be faithful until one of us decides it’s over,” he says. “We’re not looking for more than company, good sex, and getting to know each other, right?”
ChapterNine
Siobhan
“Shall we go to the inn?”His voice is so close to my ear it sends shivers down the side of my neck.
God, I want his mouth against my throat.
Kissing me. Licking me. Fucking me.
“Yes,” I say with a raspy, needy tone I don’t recognize.
Once we’re in his room, he kisses me.
This time it’s with an intensity beyond my wildest dreams. My nipples ache so bad with need. The need for his mouth and his hands. When his tongue traces my upper lip, I moan and slide my arms around his back to pull him.
This heat between us is hotter than Saturday’s. I’m almost sure we’re about to set Luna Harbor on fire. Maybe not, but this man is an arsonist about to burn every cell of my body.
His fingers slide across my cheek and into my hair.My heart kicks into a faster beat as he kisses me harder, deepening the kiss and drawing me closer to him. His taste, the feel of his hard muscles beneath my fingertips, and the scent of his body burns me from the inside out.
This kiss makes my knees weak. I’m thankful he’s holding me. He pushes me flat against the door, and I moan. He dusts kisses on my neck and my collarbone. My stomach flips as his lips travel from shoulder to shoulder.
I moan as he presses his body, and I feel his hard length against my belly. I groan, wishing he was inside me. His lips crush against mine, and I rub myself against his leg, trying to get some relief. Wetness gathers between my legs.
His hand goes down my jeans, and he kisses me hard. I groan when his thumb finds my bud and his long finger enters my channel.
“You’re soaked,” he mumbles, pulling down the spaghetti straps of my top with his other hand as he keeps pumping inside me.
I shake.
The tension in my belly increases, need floods me as he sends me closer to the edge. The tension escalates. I grind faster against his hand, wishing it was his cock I was riding. A climax explodes inside my body as the fast strokes suddenly releases everything. I feel free, and I cry out with pleasure.
This is mind-blowing but not enough. Even as I float, I begin to rip his clothes off. I can’t wait any longer. Once he’s naked, I take a moment to look at his body and take him all in, including his long, thick, wide, and delicious length. I lick my lips.
“You’re gorgeous,” he says, then reaches for my waist and carries me to the bed.
I’m the one who opens the condom this time and rolls it on his length. He shivers as I cup his balls. Iskander pushes me lightly before he positions himself between my legs, his length right at my entrance, his gaze capturing mine.
“Thank you for trusting me,” he declares as he pushes himself in slowly, inch by inch, filling not only my body but maybe my lonely soul.
Once he’s all the way in, he slants his mouth against mine and stops. We move slowly, gently, softly. Our bodies dance at the rhythm of our own music. I inhale his scent, letting it roll over my skin.
As his thrusts become faster and deeper, I grasp his shoulders, holding on tight. I’m on fire. We burn. The room becomes an inferno of pleasure. Moans, groans, the sound of skin against skin. Being filled by him is completely and utterly glorious.
The intensity escalates. He’s lifting me high—higher and higher every time he pulls out and pumps back inside me. Filling me, opening my body and my soul. The wave of ecstasy hits us both hard. He freezes for one moment, groaning my name. His eyes flash with thunder. It feels like a warning that there’s a storm coming or maybe that it’s over.
There’s a voice in my head asking, ‘What if?’
At that moment he says, “I’m not promising this is forever, but it might never end. I hope you’re okay with that.”
He takes my mouth, and I feel as if I’ve found the one person who understands me and knows just what to say.
Suddenly, I realize that maybe it’s him whom I’ve been waiting for all my life. And maybe life isn’t unfair all the time.