I stopped her with my lips, and she let me muffle her worries. I didn’t completely escape her ‘but’ however; she picked it up right after I released her mouth.
“But she knows what you like.”
I chuckled, “Isay, I also know what I like. Besides, it isn’t rocket science. I am fairly easily pleased. Now, what about you, beautiful? What do you like?”
She squirmed under me, and I beamed.
“You,” Isay huffed. “I like you.”
“Mhmm,” I agreed. Enjoying every single moment of her admission. From the rapid beating of her heart to the hands gripping at my shirt at the back. “Which is good, because I did grope you, although not quite thoroughly enough to my liking.”
“I… I liked that, too.”
“I’d hoped so.” I allowed my fingers their freedom to roam now that we’d acknowledged our interest, and her body sang to me again.
I was going to make her know just how easy it was to please me. She only had to look at me with those hooded eyes and I was eternally hers.
I got her moaning and gasping for air again and grinned around her mouth. “I would like to see this dress on the floor.”
“Okay.” Isay pulled at the fabric immediately to get it over her head, and I stared at her in wonder for a moment. She grunted when the bodice was too tight to pull off and let the hem fall back with a frustrated pout, meeting my amused gaze. “What?”
“I just like looking at you. I was also going to help you with that.” I leaned in and kissed her exposed shoulder, releasing the zipper at the back of her dress.
“Oh,” Isay sighed, and my grin grew.
I had her right where I wanted her. At my mercy. Her skin thrummed at my touch as if greeting me with the eagerness I felt. The shield around her sent currents through my body and intensified the contact of her skin on mine.
With her dress off I had freer rein across her chest. I drank in the sight of her, low lidded eyes on me, mouth parted and my thumb running circles around her perfect perky nipple.
“Kar…” she whispered.
“I like you saying my name, Isay. My full name.” Like? I loved it. She was the only one that kept on doing it. She’d better never stop.
“Karmuth,” she moaned again.
I hummed my approval. “That’s it.”
“I’m burning. I’m on fire.”
“You are the fire, beautiful.”
I showed her just how much she got me burning by pressing my erection on her heat. I’d lost the jeans together with her dress. There was less fabric and more friction between us, but not enough. Definitely not enough.
I had to tread carefully, though. I needed to get this right, as it was her first time and while I had experience, I did not have experience in this.
Bringing my hand back to where I’d felt her silkiness, I very much intended to get her to come for me before I’d see to myself. I caressed her through the fabric of her panties, and she dug her nails into my back.
“And you like that,” I affirmed, doing the same movement again, but slower. Her shiver vibrated through her body.
I kept up the slow barely-there touches that seemed to drive her mad until she couldn’t take it any more. “You’re teasing me!”
“And you’re enjoying every moment of it.”
She didn’t deny it. Of course not, because it was the truth. I also liked—loved seeing her writhing beneath me.
The trust she offered me with the control over her pleasure was something I swore not to misuse, which was why I gave into her desire and slipped my fingers under the cotton and groaned at the pure heaven at my fingertips.
Isay was heaven. My paradise. My world. She was everything I never knew I needed, and I wanted to show her just how much I needed her. Exactly how much I craved her.
She’d know. When I brought her to the edge, she’d know. When I kept her begging, she’d know. When I placed pressure on her clit, I knew she knew. We both fucking knew that she was mine, and mine alone.
She was mine, she was mine, she was mine. Mine to touch and mine to hold. Mine to make love to.
And I was utterly hers.
Chapter 26
ISAY
I DIDN’T KNOW ANYTHING IN THE WORLD COULD FEEL THIS GOOD. I’d heard it said before about sex, but there’s a lot between someone saying it’s incredible and actually experiencing it for yourself.
I couldn’t even be mad at Karmuth for visiting Sela so often—every time he fed! —because if she made him feel like this, there were no losses in that deal he’d made. Not on his side. He’d also walked away from… from this. For me?
“Kar…” I breathed heavily, and he growled. Full name, he likes hearing his full name. “Kar—mmmh—uth,” I tried again.
He’d gotten me fully unhinged with his fingers. I was thrumming all over and not only where he’d touched me. I was shamelessly rubbing against his hand when he stopped to look at me with fire in his eyes.
“What about you? What can I do for you?” I whispered.
