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I kept waiting for him to tell me I couldn’t go on this mission. Just now, I waited for him to tell me that he wouldn’t let anything happen between us unless I accepted the bond. All he’s done instead is prove he’s capable of lighting a fire between my legs through words alone. I need to burst this bubble of need between us.
“What are the limitations of casual sex for humans?” Niko asks. He follows me until we stop at the foot of the bed.
“I’m not sure what you mean,” I say.
“Are there things you don’t want me to do to you?”
The way he poses the question catches me off guard. Just thinking of him doing things to me makes me shiver.
“No aphrodisiacs.” I cross my arms over my chest. He watches me, waiting for more. “Don’t put it in my butt.”
I regret it immediately. A trademark grin splits his face.
“If that’s the only rule,ti kori, you’re giving me a lot to work with,” he says, coolly running his fingers through his hair.
I narrow my eyes at him. He’s viewing this as a challenge, isn’t he? “The purpose of calling this casual is to remind you that I’m not committing to anything.”
He chuckles, closing the short distance between us with one step.
“I’m curious now. Do you ever want to get ‘it’ in your ‘butt’? Or is that just the rule for today only?”
“You asked the question! I answered! I didn’t say I was taking follow-up questions.”
“Only teasing,” he whispers, leaning his face closer to mine. “You know how I love to tease you. I think you like it, too. That said, there are many, many things I’d like to do to you. Tongue your pearl, lick the cum from your lips, get you on your knees to suck my cock, bounce you on top of me until you’re screaming . . .”
He trails off as my jaw goes slack, and a hot trickle of desire starts to pool in the pit of my stomach.
“Lucky for you, experimenting with your asshole is a bit farther down the list,” he concludes.
“What’s first on your list?” I ask.
“Stripping you naked.”
He steadies my chin with one hand while unzipping my jumpsuit with the other. A gasp escapes me, simply because of his lack of hesitation. I don’t move to stop him. This is what I wanted. I’ve known for a while now what he could give to me. The knowledge that he’s capable of setting my senses on fire is something I haven’t wanted to fully believe or think about.
He tears the top half down, partially trapping my arm movement before he throws me onto the bed and bends to peel the rest away. I pull out my arms and lean back on my elbows to watch him.
“Lift your hips.”
I obey. He peels the bottom half of my jumpsuit off, taking his time as he slides the fabric past my belly button, my hips, and my crotch. So far I feel safe from the emotions I stuffed deep down. This is all masculine bravado. He’s going to fuck me hard, and I’m going to get the sweet release I’ve been craving for too long.
No unpacking feelings necessary.
He holds my legs up, kneeling on the edge of the bed. He pulls on one ankle and then the other to free me from the garment at last. It’s discarded on the floor, but he doesn’t release my legs just yet.
I’m naked and on display for him, but we’ve built up a physical comfort level that makes this part feel easier. But he doesn’t stare at me. He’s already preoccupied. With both my ankles neatly held in one hand, he starts to kiss and lick the backs of my calves, my thighs, even the crook of my knee.
I yelp, twitching at the surprisingly pleasant sensation of his tongue in those untouched places. His free hand massages my ass and my thighs, barely brushing over my hot center. He kisses the soles of my feet. And while he performs this slow circuit of worship over my legs, his hair falls feather soft against my skin as his head moves.
“Mmm,” he sighs as he finally lets go of my legs. “Your body is perfect.”
Before I can complain about his lack of nakedness, he cups my ass and pushes me backward. He climbs onto the bed, nudging me away from the edge until there’s room for him to drape his chest over the end and settle his face between my legs.
He starts to lick my clit, applying gentle pressure and flicking with the tip of his tongue. Little whimpers start to bubble up, uncontrollable when faced with this tongue that heats my skin from the inside out. But it's not just the fantastic substance he imparts from his tongue, it’s the way he moves it. There’s experience there, confidence in the motions as he teases my clit. He works it so quickly and never hesitates for a moment. I had been too dazed by the aphrodisiac during our last sexual encounter to be thinking about it, but this time my mind is working overtime.
“How are you doing that?” I blurt.
He stops for a moment and lifts his head. “What?”
