“You’re a step ahead of me.”
“I take initiative,” she said. “It’s one of my better qualities.”
He approached the bed, the bag in his hand.
“Why do you have a Leah’s Lollies bag?” she asked, eyes narrowed.
“I bought these a few nights ago. I wasn’t sure why then. But I am now.” He opened the bag and reached in, pulling out one red, round candy and placing it on her thigh. He leaned in, pressed his lips to her, then took the candy between his teeth. Then he licked her skin clean, the cherry flavor mingling with the taste of her. “Lie down.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice. Her hands were at her sides, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with each breath. He placed one candy just below her belly button, then another next to it, and another. Until he made a crimson, winding trail over her stomach, to her breasts, three pieces going just between them.
Then he placed one on her lips.
“Hold it there,” he said.
She nodded slightly.
And he looked down at the trail of temptation on her beautiful body. “I always thought you were sweet,” he said.
He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her clitoris, and she bucked beneath him, a short, muffled sound escaping her lips. “Careful,” he said. “Don’t lose my reward.”
He moved to the candy that rested low on her stomach, just above the triangle of curls at the apex of her thighs, taking it with his teeth as he’d done with the first, then lapping at her skin, taking in the flavor of cherry and Leah.
Ajax followed the trail, to her breasts, pausing to trace her nipples with the tip of his tongue before sucking them deep, savoring them as he’d done the candy. No extra adornment was needed there, not at all. They were delicious enough without adding any sugar.
He moved to the valley between her breasts and lapped up the remaining treats before moving to her mouth, his lips hovering over hers. He traced the seam of her lips with his tongue and captured the candy before kissing her deeply.
“You taste like cherry,” she said at last, her voice breathy.
“So do you.”
She laughed. “Funny how that works.”
He gripped her hips and flipped their position so that she was sitting on top of him, straddling him, her hair forming a silken curtain around them, his cock resting against the slick entrance to her body.
She put her hands on his shoulders, moved herself into position, taking him in, inch by inch. And he watched her face, watched the expression of pure pleasure as it took her over. And then he was too far gone to do anything but feel.
He was at her mercy, her tight, wet heat surrounding him, her rhythm, slow and steady, driving him to madness. And suddenly he felt desperate. Desperate and starving, a gaping pit opening up inside of him, of need, of desire, that he feared could never be satisfied.
He reversed positions again and closed his eyes, pounding into her, the sheets fisted into his hands, sweat breaking out over his skin. And blood roaring through his veins. The beast unleashed. His need so overpowering, so violent and intense that Ajax lost control completely, his entire being one with the hunger, with the drive to claim her, make her his, find the ultimate pleasure with her. In her.
His woman. His wife. Leah.
A hoarse cry escaped her lips, her back arching, internal muscles pulsing around him. And he let go, spilling himself inside of her, his orgasm a flame, weaving itself through every fiber of his body, burning him from the inside out, the white wash of heat so intense he thought there would be nothing left of him when it was all over.
And finally it passed. And there was nothing left but him, and Leah. And the realization that all of his walls were gone. That he was torn open. Bloody. Defenseless. He had unleashed the beast on Leah.
He pulled away from her, scrambled into a standing position, his heart pounding hard, his breath coming in harsh gasps. He looked at Leah, at her swollen lips, her round eyes, filled with shock, confusion.
And he turned and walked out of the room.
* * *
Leah was stunned. Devastated, really. Her world was completely shaken by her encounter with Ajax. There wasn’t cold darkness down deep in him. He was full of black fire, hot and dangerous, destructive and amazing.
She would never get enough of him, of how it felt to have all of his passion unleashed on her. The way it had started, the way he’d responded to her tasting him, the sexy playfulness of the candy. And then...oh, and then. That moment when he’d lost all control and put every ounce of his power into pleasuring them both. That moment when he’d unleashed himself on her.