“Ry!” I gasped, pressing myself closer.
His fingers pressed against my clit again, circling in a way that made me want to come apart.
“Again,” he whispered.
“Ry, that feels—”
I clutched at his back, trailing my fingers down his shoulders and writhing against his hand. Everything felt tense, like my entire body was contracted and focused on that one point where his hand moved.
“I can’t! I can’t!” I squirmed, needing to move, needing more of him, needing something.
“I’ve got you, Starlight, I’m right here,” Orion soothed, then he kissed that sensitive spot on my neck as he pressed harder and the whole world came apart.
I screamed his name, pleasure rolling through me. All the tightness released at once, flooding my body. My knees threatened to give out, and I felt my limbs trembling. Waves of sensation echoed through me, and it took several moments before I could form a coherent thought.
“That was—” I couldn’t even describe it.
Orion held me, lowering us both down on the two cots we’d shoved together. He lay down beside me, pulling my head against his chest so we were positioned just like we’d slept together before.
“That felt incredible,” I said.
The words hardly did the moment justice. All those nights imagining my mysterious author, and I was in his arms.
I reached down, brushing my fingers against his cock. He sucked in a breath.
“Starlight, when you touch me like that—”
I wrapped my hand around him, trailing it up and down.
“Touch you like what?” I whispered.
“Bloody ghosts!” he choked out, throwing his head back. He only let me continue for a few moments before he reached for my hand.
“Keep doing that, and this is going to move much quicker than I’d hoped for,” he warned.
I’d no sooner released him than he grabbed me and flipped us so my back was pinned to the cot. My mouth dropped open, fully prepared for a witty remark when he leaned down, his mouth closing over my right breast.
As he sucked and licked I moaned, no longer capable of any rational speech. Then he moved lower, kissing my stomach and my hips.
When his tongue flicked against my clit, all the same needy tension returned, magnified tenfold. I bucked under his mouth.
“I’ve been dreaming of this,” Orion growled into my skin.
Everything was sensitive; every nerve on alert. Each movement he made with his tongue sent my need mounting higher and higher, until once again it felt like I wouldn’t be able to take it anymore. My body craved release.
His mouth pressed against me, his tongue growing more insistent and one hand clutching at my hip. With his other he pressed a finger against my core, then slid it inside me.
When he added a second, his tongue still teasing me, I screamed his name.
“I could never tire of hearing my name from your lips,” he murmured before continuing.
I knew my nails had to be clawing new marks into his back as I pulled at him, but I was utterly helpless to stop myself.
He pumped his fingers into me, and his tongue flicked against me, shattering me again. I’d never felt anything like this. It was pure rapture.
I was breathing hard, trembling as I came down from my release.
Orion crawled up my body, kissing from my hips back to my neck. I felt his cock against my center, hard and insistent.