She understood because he was just as much hers.
They’d shared enough with the world. Given them the gift of pleasure and excitement.
Now they would continue this dance in private.
In the very room he’d taken her to months ago.
Right here in Brazil.
Chapter26
Balthazar
Leela’s lipsand tongue were a divine creation that deserved to be worshipped. The way she stroked Balthazar’s shaft in long, languorous movements had his abdomen clenching in dark anticipation of his release.
And those eyes.
Fuck.
He loved that sinful sparkle in her pretty irises. She was driving him to madness, and the grin in her gaze said she knew it, too.
Slow, languid pulls.
Beautiful suction.
A twirl of that talented tongue.
He groaned, his fingers fisting in her hair as he gave in to her pace and let her lead the way to ecstasy.
They’d lost their clothes hours ago, reveling in the feel of skin on skin, their mouths tracing every inch of each other.
Time had ceased around them.
Their worries had fled.
Because all that mattered was their intimate connection and the chasing of memories from their past.
Balthazar still couldn’t remember a single thing about Brazil, but he trusted Leela to guide him, to share the moments he longed to know.
She showed him now what she’d done with her mouth then. Except she didn’t coax him to orgasm the way he now knew she could. Instead, she brought him pleasure through sensual skill alone.
He’d experiment with her powers later, learn more about what line of her family tree they came from. Likely the Adonis side—a detail about Leela that he’d learned from Patreel.
Or maybe her powers were a mixture of both bloodlines.
“Leela,” Balthazar bit out as the head of his cock nudged the back of her throat. She demanded his attention, her mouth requiring his devoted focus to the ministrations of her tongue.
This female lived up to her vixen-like persona, taking him to the edge with the skill of a superior being. His grip tightened in her hair, his abdomen clenching as her cheeks hollowed around him, demanding he come hard inside her.
He wasn’t one to disappoint a lover, and he certainly wasn’t going to hold back with this one.
Her nails dug into his thighs, her own legs clenching with a need he could taste in the air. Sucking him off turned her on.
And now she wanted him to explode down her pretty little throat.
“Swallow, Lee,” he told her, his voice gruff and deepened with sex. “Swallow and I’ll reward you.”
Her gaze danced with challenge, her excitement an erotic kiss in the air that sent him tumbling over the edge into decadent oblivion.
