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I moaned as he shoved my head down, holding me there as his hips surged upward, feeding me as many inches as he could, grunting as his belly clenched and his cock spurted with bliss.
His ragged breathing echoed in my ears as he climaxed, splashing hot, salty seed all over my tongue.
I drank down every drop. I fought the urge to choke. I did as he said and held my breath so I didn’t have to fight my body’s attempt at removing the pulsing obstruction in the back of my throat.
Slowly, he stopped shoving me down, and the dominating hold he’d trapped me in turned apologetic and full of shame. “Fuck,” he whispered.
Pulling me upright, the pop of his cock leaving my encircled lips made my cheeks heat and him flinch. His erection speared upright, smearing my saliva and his release all over the hem of his light-grey t-shirt. Anyone who’d ever been frisky in a car would know exactly what that stain meant and why it was in direct line of Aslan’s zipper.
Sucking in a breath, I went to suggest turning around and changing, but Aslan grabbed my cheeks and attacked me.
He kissed me with nothing held back.
Our teeth cracked, our tongues warred. I held his wrists as he devoured me with reckless devotion.
Only once he’d successfully raised my heart rate to that of a sprinter running for her life did he pull away, let me go, and wedge the back of his head against the seat rest. “You make me lose control every time you touch me. I hate that I bruise you. I hate that I take you so hard.” His blazing dark eyes met mine. “But I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself from losing myself in you, and...I’m so sorry, Nerida.”
“Sorry?” I rubbed my swollen-stinging lips. “I’m not. Never have I ever thought you were too rough. I love being with you. And you say you lose control, but you don’t. You still asked if I was okay. You still let shame affect you.” Cupping his cheek, I whispered, “One of these days, I want you to let go fully, and I’ll tell you if it’s too much or not.”
“The day I let go fully is the day I break both of us.” He smiled sadly, nipping at my palm as he arched his hips, shoved his still-hard cock into his boxers, and flinched as he zipped up. “We better go. We’re late now.”
“But was it worth being late for?” I smirked, catching his gorgeous stare.
He kissed me again, breathing into my mouth. “Being with you is worth absolutely-fucking-everything, Nerida Avci. Every breath, every heartbeat, I’d give them all to you just to keep you.”
I threw my arms around his powerful shoulders and hugged him tight. When I pulled away, I smiled, utterly love drunk, star struck, and goofily grateful. “In that case, let’s go get my parents so we can somehow control ourselves and not spend the rest of our lives playing with each other.”
He laughed as he pulled back onto the main road, heading toward the airport. “I will never get tired of playing with you, canim. You’re the best toy I’ve ever had.” He winked.
I giggled.
Life was good...
Chapter Ten
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Aslan
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(Heart in Zulu: Inhliziyo)
“SO...I HAVE SOME NEWS.”
My head shot to where Jack sat on the couch with Anna tucked in beside him. They’d been back from New Zealand for over a week, and Neri and I had had to embrace some much-needed discipline. We slipped every now and again with a quick kiss that turned a tad too passionate in the kitchen or a straying touch that definitely wasn’t appropriate for parental eyes in the pool, but for the most part, our three weeks of uninhibited fucking on every surface of their house had been curtailed.
It didn’t help that I had those memories, though.
Every inch of Jack and Anna’s home now held some erotic fantasy of my fingers or my cock in their innocent little daughter, all while she screamed my name loud enough to wake the nosy neighbours.
“What news, Dad?” Neri asked from where she was sprawled on the shaggy rug in front of the coffee table. She’d made herself a little nest, wrapping herself up in a peach sherpa blanket. The two colours of peach and cream reminded me of the spiky shell she’d given me that never left my pocket.
It was a good luck charm at this point.
A talisman of us.
My fingers strayed to run over the smoothed spikes as Jack turned his head toward Anna. “Do you have the envelope, sweetheart?”
