Once it was closed, he took both of my hands in his, his strong palms clamping gently around my fingers.
Moving my tongue, I did my best to force my jaw open to speak, but Aurelius beat me to it.
“Elle, I want to tell you something I’ve never told anyone else. Not ever.”
“Yes,” I said, nodding for him to go on, hope swelling in my chest that all my fears were unfounded, that he was going to admit the same exact thing I wanted to.
“I’ve lived my whole life hoping to find someone who made me feel the way you do. Someone who can fill me with the kind of hope and wonder you do.”
My cheeks flushed, and it was all I could do to hold eye contact, lips trembling as a goofy smile threatened to split my mouth apart.
“Since the first moment I met you, it was easy to see there was something special about you. When I was captured, when…” He trailed off, the joy in his eyes fading as some dark memory returned. He shook it off quickly. “When I was at my darkest moments, it was you who pulled me through. Thoughts of you strengthened me and helped me survive. It was then that I knew how I truly felt. Elle…” He put a hand to my cheek, gently running his thumb over my jaw. “Ilove you. I’ve loved you since that first night I found you tied to a chair in my room, and I love you more now.”
My knees threatened to give out, and I had to grab onto him to steady myself.
“I love you too, Aurelius. I’ve never met a man like you. You’ve made me happier in the weeks I’ve known you, than anyone or anything has in my whole life. I want you, Aurelius. I want you forever.”
His face went still and calm, his eyes gentle as he slipped his hand to the base of my neck.
“Then you’ll have me,” he whispered.
Our lips met, and the connection nearly stole my breath. His tongue slid forward, playing across mine, gliding across my lips, and probing into my mouth. The slippery warmth of it drew a moan from my throat. Strong, powerful hands slid along my back and shoulders, then dipped lower to cup my ass. I clutched at his back, digging my nails into his shirt. There was a fervor and intensity to this kiss that had never been there with any of our previous kisses. Something like exaltation. A release of something that had been pent-up and brewing for weeks.
And it was glorious.
I slid my hands to his pants, lips never leaving his as I drew down his zipper, unbuckled his belt, and snapped the button. His breathing turned into ragged and hungry hisses, as I slipped my hand into his underwear. His groan of pleasure reverberated through as I palmed his hard cock, fingers tracing the thick veins.
Aurelius broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to mine, desire and hunger blazing in his eyes. Wrapping my fingers around him, I stroked him hard. Knowing that we could really be together now, fully and completely, filled me with such elation that I wanted to do anything I could to make him feel good.
He slid his hands under my shirt, cupping my breasts through my sports bra. His thumbs circled my nipples, and they hardened at his touch. A pleasant ache spread from my nipples down my stomach to my pussy. I rubbed my thighs together, the delicious friction sending electric bolts of pleasure through my pelvis. I wanted him inside me. Just the thought of him thrusting into me sent another wave of heat through my entire body.
“I want you,” he growled.
I stroked him faster. “Then take me.”
He let out a deep growl, his eyes flashing, and in a blink, he picked me up, gripping my ass as he carried me to bed.
Again, I pressed my mouth to his.
Mine, I thought greedily as we kissed. Something about this felt different, more complete. We completed each other, and that revelation filled me with a soul-deep ecstasy I couldn’t even describe.
When he tossed me down on the bed, I bounced high, and I couldn’t help but laugh. He smiled down at me, as he dragged his pants the rest of the way off. When he ripped his shirt off over his head, I sat there for a moment, enjoying the angles and ridges of his well-muscled physique.
Butterflies swirled in my stomach as he grabbed the waistband of my pants and hauled them, along with my thong, off my hips and down my legs. The air hitting my skin drew a sigh out of me, and I tugged frantically at my bra and shirt. Before I even had them both over my head, Aurelius took my right nipple into his mouth. The suction sent a deep wave of rapture through me. I gasped in pleasure as he swirled his tongue around my areola before grazing it with his teeth. My body responded to his touch.
Heat pulsed between my legs, and an explosion of pleasure cascaded through me.
Moaning, I finally pulled my shirt and bra over my head.
Aurelius pulled his lips from my breast. He looked like a predator eyeing his prey, but instead of fear and death, he was going to bring pleasure and passion. Sitting up on his knees beside my chest, he trailed his fingers down my stomach, until he touched the spot an inch away from my clit.
I rolled my hips, biting my lower lip as I anticipated his touch on my clit. I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything. With his free hand, he stroked my hair. Needing something more, I curled my hand around his cock again. A glimmering bead of precum stood at the tip, and I rubbed my thumb over it as I circled the head of his cock.
Aurelius sucked in a breath as he moved his hand lower, his finger grazing my clit. I cried out in surprise, then let out a low groan of delight as he slid two fingers into me. I was so wet for him, so needy for him. I stroked him faster, moaning when he rubbed my G-spot. My hips jerked as I continued to try moving in time with his hand. My brain short-circuited, and all I could think about was the electric pulse that grew stronger with each movement of his fingers. Pleasure crested, ready to smash me apart and leave me in a million pieces of satisfied ecstasy. The tension straining within my body made me cry out.
I stroked his cock feverishly, wishing I could take him in my mouth. I wanted him to fuck my mouth so bad that the thought alone was nearly enough to send me over the edge, but right as I was about to come, he pulled his fingers out me.
I whimpered at the loss. “I was so close, baby. I was about to come.”
“I know. But I’m not done playing with you yet. This”-he rubbed his fingers across the wet outer lips of my pussy, making me squirm-“is mine, and I’m going to make you feel good, but I’m going to draw this out. I want this to last.” He leaned down and kissed both my nipples, one after the other, before brushing his lips over mine. “I love you, Elle, and I’m going to show you exactly how much.”
He slid his fingers into me again and traced my lips with the index finger of his other hand. My lips parted, and I sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue along it.
Aurelius brought me to the brink of orgasm only to pull away again. Over and over, he took me right to the edge, but he never let me fall.
I clutched at the sheets as I thrust my hips up to meet Aurelius’s fingers.
“I need to come,” I moaned as he swirled his index finger around my clit. “Please.
” I clawed at his arms, almost mad with arousal. “Make me come.”
Aurelius slid two fingers into me again, drawing a whimper of agonized delight from me. He put his mouth so close to my ear that his lips brushed my skin.
“When I finally let you come,” he whispered, “that’ll only be the beginning.”
He circled my clit with his thumb with an aching slowness. My back arched, breath heaving, until they were fully inside me. I arched my back as he worked my body like I was an instrument, and he was a master musician. Every touch, every stroke, made me shiver in pleasure.
“Fuck me. Please. I need you inside me. God, I want your cock.”
“I’m going to make love to you like never before.” He kissed me on the cheek, then lowered his head to my nipple. “I’m going to take you. Are you ready?”
“Please,” I gasped, grinding on his hand. “Please, Aurelius.”
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