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One look at his face said it all. He wanted what I was suggesting, he was just protesting because it wasn’t something we usually did.
“All night,” I reminded him. “Unless you have somewhere else to go?”
“I don’t.”
“Great.” I got up and went to stand between his legs.
He shuffled forward and placed a hand on my hip, tracing his fingers in patterns I couldn’t discern.
I leaned in and brushed my lips against his. Despite the fact we were both naked, and the pleasure still coursing through my system, there was something tender about the kiss, and it made me want more of it.
And it made me want to make him feel just as good as he’d done for me, even if I didn’t want to examine why I felt that way.
I broke the kiss and sank to my knees, feeling a new kind of pleasure grow within me. I wasn’t sure where it was coming from, but the desire to make him feel good was all-consuming.
I smoothed my hands up his thigh, enjoying the feel of the powerful muscles beneath. The tattoos that decorated his chest continued down here, and I knew from several examinations that they covered his entire body.
Abrax’s breathing became laboured and I looked up to meet his gaze. His eyes burned with need, and I knew there wouldn’t be any protests.
I kept my gaze trained on his and I took him back in my hand again. He let out a groan and leaned back against the wall.
A surge of satisfaction travelled through me, and I was determined to make the most of it. I leaned in and took him in my mouth.
I pressed my tongue against the underside of him, having very little doubt that it would drive him crazy.
His hand rested on my head, his fingers tangling in my hair, though he didn’t do anything to control my movements. Either he was too lost in how it all felt, or he was worried I’d spook.
As much as I wanted to, I didn’t think there was going to be any way to make this last as long for him as he had for me, but maybe that was something we’d be able to work on in the future. I certainly hoped so because I certainly liked the way he was responded to me.
“Kua,” he murmured, his voice hoarse in a way I recognised from all of the times we’d done other things.
If anything, the satisfaction within me only grew. How had I not known this would make me feel so good?
He tugged on my hair, probably to tell me that it was time to stop if I didn’t want him to finish.
But I did.
He made a sound that was almost like he was trying to say my name, but it didn’t come out right. His fingers tightened in my hair as he tipped over the edge. I didn’t stop what I was doing, seeing it through until the very end. It wasn’t until he collapsed back against the sofa that I got up from my position on my knees.
I didn’t give any thought to what I was doing and sat back on the sofa next to him, leaning against his chest. He put an arm around me, and I had to admit to enjoying the closeness more than I thought I would.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he murmured.
“I wanted to,” I promised. “It was good.”
“It’s always good,” he responded.
“Yes.” But this time had been different, at least for me. I just couldn’t put my finger on precisely why that was, or what had changed between us.
I supposed it didn’t matter so long as we were still comfortable.
“We should get some drinks and move to the bedroom,” I suggested.
“Sounds good.” He kissed the top of my head, causing both of us to freeze as we considered what it meant. But we didn’t say anything. I didn’t think either of us wanted to mess with what was in the air.
Especially me. I’d never felt like this before and I wasn’t really sure what to do with it. I clearly just needed to give myself some time to work through it, and then I’d be able to talk to Abrax about it and see where it left us.
Hopefully, not with parting ways.
