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I was frozen in the middle of the living room, her hand on my cock. I was hard already, but having her whisper such things made me even harder. A sultry grin tipped the corners of her lips upward, and she held my gaze as she undid my pants, pushing them down with a swoosh.
“Sofia,” I growled her name, but did not stop her when she dropped to her knees.
“Adrik,” she whispered, her hands unleashing my cock from its confines.
Her eyes widened and darkened with desire while she stroked and gripped me at the base. She leaned forward, plump lips parted and sucked my head right into her hot, wet mouth, pulling precum straight from my balls. I groaned aloud. So fucking turned on, it was all I could do not to grab her head and ram my cock all the way down her throat.
This was the first time she’d started things between us. The first time she’d initiated sex. I let her go at her own pace, allowed her to explore me for as long as I could. Her mouth was so hot, her groans so damn seductive as she took me inside her mouth, sucking on my head and releasing it with a popping sound.
Then, as if she couldn’t take the teasing anymore, she did what I’d been desperate for her to do. Zaika moya held my stare as she cupped my balls with one hand, took my cock in the other, and deep throated me as far as she could without gagging.
“That’s it, Zaika, take my dick, take it all,” I growled, taking over.
Cupping my hand behind her head, I held her still and fucked her mouth. I’d had blowjobs before, some from women whose only job was to give them. Talented women. Gifted even. But nothing could compare to the whimpers and moans I conjured from that sexy sweet mouth as Sofia sucked my dick while on her knees with a perfect view of Manhattan behind her. My moonlight goddess. Zaika moya.
“Tell me now, want me to come in your mouth or no,” I groaned, almost losing it completely.
I released her head, giving her the choice, but she did not stop. Her head kept bobbing as she sucked, and she squeezed my shaft and balls with her hands, and then it was too late to move. I was coming and coming, warm ropes of cum flooding her mouth.
I came harder than I ever did before, and my sweet Zaika slurped it all down. Swallowing my essence like it was the most delicious thing she ever tasted. I sank to my knees in front of her, exhausted and elated. And I claimed her lips, tasting my salty essence as I kissed her deeply showing her without words how much what she’d just done meant to me.
I carried her to the bedroom, never breaking our kiss except to remove certain articles of clothing out of the way. And when we were naked, rolling together like waves in the ocean, I continued to kiss her. I couldn’t get enough. My earlier jealousy had been misplaced, but at least I was able to admit it. And if I could do that, I could admit there was something deeper going on here. Something more than just sex.
“Stay.”
The words left me before I could tell my stupid brain to shut the fuck up. I’d spent the last hour with my cock balls deep inside my beautiful Zaika. Her luscious thighs were still wrapped around my body, and her pussy rippled with every subtle move I made, as if she couldn’t stop coming for me.
“Sleep here, with me, Zaika moya.”
“No,” she replied, and hurt filled my chest.
“You want to. I know you do.”
“I do want to, Adrik,” she confessed, and elation filled me.
“Then do it. Stay till morning with me. Sleep all night long in my arms,” I growled, nuzzling her lips with mine.
“You know I won't.”
Her velvet brown eyes searched mine and my heart thudded heavily inside my chest. Why did she keep doing this to us? Why did she keep pushing me away?
“Sleep by my side,” I implored her one last time.
“I can't, Adrik,” she said, and fuck me, I did not understand her at all.
“Why?” I asked, the words leaving my lips without permission again.
I was fucking begging her. Did she not understand what that meant? Men in my position with my lifestyle did not beg. Not ever. She shook her head and her velvet brown eyes filled with tears. Fuck. She was breaking my heart with that expression. As if I were the one telling her no.
“It is easy, no? To stay. There is a pillow for you, a blanket, sheets. Are they not to your liking? Want me to order a different thread count? Color? What is it?”
“I can’t stay,” she said again, sobs catching in her throat. “If I sleep beside you tonight, tomorrow. It won’t be enough, Adrik. I’ll be addicted. If I sleep beside you, I won't want to sleep alone ever again,” she said and pushed against my chest.
I was stunned, so I allowed it. Rolling to the side, and watching her as he left my bed, my room, and me alone in the dark to ponder. I could not move. Her confession had gutted me. Could it be all this while I’d been so focused on this all-consuming passion I had for her I missed something? That I had missed the part where she was a person with feelings and emotions beyond her control.
I had to do better for the both of us. I vowed to do better. But the deal was precarious and the mines we held claim to overseas were under fire. Business was taking up more time than I had allotted for, but there was nothing else to be done.
The next week flew by in a haze of work, takeout, and sex. As if we’d made some verbal deal, which we hadn’t. Zaika moya seemed to know what I needed each day when I came back from my grueling conference calls and meetings with heads of state and bastard CEOs. Matthew Castle was being a right prick, and I wished I was the Dark Wolf again. I would end that motherfucker faster than he could blink.
