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A broad smile adorned his face. “Is that all you want?”
“For starters,” I purred as I raked my nails through the hair on his chest before flattening my palm against his hot flesh.
Leaning in, I rested my head on his shoulder before pressing my lips to his skin. I licked at his salty flesh as I skimmed a hand up to cup his nape.
“Get in with me,” I murmured.
His body shook softly in a silent chuckle. “Giving orders, are we?”
“No, Sir. I—”
“I’m teasing you, girl. I’m waiting on room service. They should be here any minute.”
“Call them back, tell them to either hurry up or forget it,” I replied with a playful pout.
“Didn’t I teach you a lesson about patience at dinner?”
“Yes, but three weeks without you felt like three years.”
There was a loud knock on the door.
“I’ll be right back.” Joshua grinned.
Moments later, he returned carrying a tray of plump ripe strawberries and a bottle of champagne chilling in a shimmering silver clawed bucket. I smiled as I watched him pop the cork, pour two glasses then set the plate of strawberries on the ledge at the back of the tub.
Sliding the leather belt from its buckle, Joshua toed off his shoes and socks then released his zipper. His hard and ready cock sprang free. Finally, the wait was almost over.
Hurry. Hurry.
Picking up his champagne in one hand, he fisted his thick erection with the other, edging closer to the side of the tub. As he stepped in, I eased back to give him room. Instead of joining me, he stepped in, then sat on the edge. Eye-level with his turgid cock, I licked my lips, antsy and impatient for his command.
Lowering the glass to my lips, he smiled. “Take a big sip but don’t swallow. Hold it to the back of your throat.”
Filling my mouth with the fizzing liquid, I tilted my head back as he instructed and parted my lips.
“Good girl.”
A spark of satisfaction burned in my core as he circled his slick crest around my lips. Gazing into my eyes, he pressed inside my mouth. The cold bubbles tickled my tongue, and as I swirled it around his hot, throbbing flesh, Joshua let out a hiss of pleasure.
Setting the glass aside, he wrapped his fingers in my hair and clenched. The sting from my scalp raced down my spine, gathering over my clit.
Guiding my mouth up and down, I slid my tongue over the sensitive spot beneath the crest. He sucked in a gasp, issued a hoarse curse, and kept right on pushing my head up and down over his velvety steel. Pleasure played across his face and filled me with satisfaction that I could bring him such exquisite sensations. Filling my mouth over and again with both champagne and his cock, I basked in his guttural noises and rumbles of pleasure, but best of all were his raspy praises.
Sliding into the tub alongside me, he plucked a ripe strawberry from the tray beside the tub. Pinching off the stem, he tapped the tapered end to my lips. When I opened my mouth, he placed the fruit between my teeth then dipped his head, biting into it as he pressed his lips over mine. Tart, sweet juice exploded over my tongue as we feasted on the berry, sucking and slurping before he eased his body over mine. Surging inside me with a savage thrust, he skimmed his hands over my wet flesh, pinching and plucking my nipples as he swallowed my cries of pleasure. In an achingly slow rhythm, he thrust deep and dragged out, stretching me tight and full. A blissful burn spread over my swollen lips. It was the sweetest agony in the world.
“I missed you. Missed the way my body responds to you like this. Missed the feel of your touch, your scent, and the way you always scorch me to the bone,” I gasped, freely conveying all the feelings within.
“Yes,” he hissed. Arching his hips, he ground his crest over my g-spot. “Beg me to use you again, little one.”
Staring at me expectantly, he wanted me to summon the beast. I searched for some glimmer of guarantee it wouldn’t turn out like before, that his demons wouldn’t resurface and drive a wedge between us again. After the rollercoaster events of the past twenty-four hours, I didn’t think I’d be able to handle the magnitude he sought me to stir.
“Joshua…”
“It’s okay, baby. I have to prove to you it’ll be all right. Tell me, girl, do you want to please me?” He winked.
I stroked his face and slowly shook my head. “No,” I murmured. His expression fell, dejected and lined with regret; I’d disarmed him with my reply. Drawing my thumb over his soft lips, I gazed at him, penetrating past his gloom. “I need to please you, Master. Take me wildly. Don’t hold back. I ache to bring you joy.”
His brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed as his nostrils flared. Yes, I’d poked the sleeping lion inside. Arching my hips to meet his, I urged him to unleash the beast and set it free.
