Page 112 of Hostile Fates


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I would make this experience all about her.

Rolling to my side, while ignoring the slight discomfort in my stomach, I slipped my right arm under her neck. My other hand gently touched the leg closest to me. Slowly, it ran up toward her ass but then pulled back to her thigh, tenderly asking it to follow.

Deepening our kiss, Elle lifted her leg and rested it on my hip, putting us chest to chest. I fought the urge to let my eyes roll back in my head when her soft body pressed to mine. Elle was a breeze of femininity. One I wanted to get lost in, but one where I had to stay present.

First, my left hand held her face as I gave one more deep kiss… then I pulled my mouth from her so I could watch her every reaction to every touch I delivered.

Staring at each other, my hand softly caressed her neck before moving over her shoulder, my bicep wrapping around her. Endearingly, my fingers then slid down her back, not shying from any of the scars that made her the woman I was falling deeper in love with.

In response, her mouth parted to release a sigh.

Unwilling to get lost, I only kissed her jawline as my hand continued down. Once to her butt, I made sure we were connected through our soul-mirrors again.

As tenderly as I could ever touch another human, I cupped a cheek, letting my middle finger brush the outside of where each joined.

Taking hold of her ass again, my nose nudged her upper body to lean back slightly, giving me access to her clothed breasts. I let my open mouth drift across them, desperate to latch on but wanting her willing.

That chest began to pant, and arch… right into my mouth.

My hand left her ass to press on her back, deepening her arch, so I could have more.

Falling into my curled arm underneath, Elle’s head fell back. She moaned, her hand gripping my hair with a tug that told me she was loving this as much as I was.

Trying not to sound as demanding as I felt, I told her to lift her shirt.

So very willing, she lifted it over her head while watching me as my mouth sucked her breast, my tongue twirling around her nipple.

Breathless. She was gasping, telling me, “Delightful. So delightful.”

I let my suction strengthen, tugging on her tender nipple.

Her leg tightened on my hip as she sighed, “Yes.”

Elle had no reservations about being naked that I had seen, but I had no idea she would be so eager for more. She had never been taught to enjoy sex, so she had also never been taught to feel shameful of that pleasure.

Her barely-covered core gyrated against my pelvis and hip. “Lynx.”

I could scarcely swallow with the need I had for this woman. Shaking like a deprived man, I tightened my right arm to support her while my left held her back. Then I slipped my left hand between us and touched the front of her silky G-string.

She quivered. Straight up quivered in my arm while pressing her core into my hand. “Chills, Duke. Wonderful chills.”

Sneaking a finger under the thin cloth, I let my knuckle graze her bare slit. She was free of hair, a weakness for me. I loved pussies that I could see, with no obstruction. Now, with Elle like this, I lost control for one second and aggressively sucked on her neck.

I quickly worried I was being too forceful, but that worry faded when her juices started to wet my knuckle.

Again, my hips surged without permission before I could stop them. I growled, “Your body is making me crazy.”

As if untethered, her head lulled to the side, falling on my waiting hand. Clueless about how seductive she was, she asked, “Is that good?”

My mouth slammed against hers because words failed me. How could I say yes and properly describe her flawlessness? I hoped my lips could explain how this was becoming one of the most erotic moments of my life. And I wasn’t even inside her yet.

Her mouth smiling against mine told me my message had been made clear.

My hand by her core repositioned so the pad of my middle finger could explore her wet slit. No longer kissing, I watched her inquisitive eyes as they stayed locked on mine.

Finding her nub, I gave a few gentle strokes to test her reaction.

Her upper body waved forward like her fluttering eyelids as they struggled to stay locked on mine.

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