Page 99 of 1001 Dark Nights: Bundle Forty-Two

“I’m going to fuck you.” He runs a finger between the cheeksof my ass, pressing one huge knuckle to the puckered entrance. “Here.”

For a second, I don’t respond, but shudder with the promiseof something I enjoy so much with him. I slide my hand up and down his rigidlength. “Your royal penis is clean, Your Highness.”

“Not for long.” He chuckles darkly, turning off the water.Standing in the shower, he unhooks the front closure of my fragile lace andsilk bra, licking his lips when the straps slip down my arms and my breastsspill free. He tosses the bra to a corner of the shower.

“That’s very expensive,” I say, my voice hoarse, breathless.“Which you should know since you bought it. Don’t be so careless.”

“I won’t be careless,” he says, eyes riveted on my nippleshardening in the cool air after the water, “with you.”

He unclips the garters from my panties and rolls down thesheer hose that cling to my legs. Removing the kittenheels, he tosses them and the hose and garters into a pile with my bra. Thecrotchless panties are next, and he goes down on his knees, lifting the frontpanel to suck my clit between his lips. I press onehand to the wall, nearly stumbling my knees go so weak. I sink my fingers intohis head, pressing him deeper into the V of my thighs. My hips are rocking intothe leisurely suction of his mouth when he pulls away and shucks off hisbasketball shorts.

“Naz, don’t play with me,” I growlas he stands to his full height, towering, naked and wet.

“We got time.” Smiling, he takes my hand and leads me fromthe shower. He grabs a towel and dries me off, lingering on my breasts. Muchmore brusquely, he dries himself and walks back into the bedroom.

“Lie down,” he orders, nodding toward our bed. I hesitatejust to test him, giggling when his brows lift and he tilts his head toward thebed again. “I said lie down, Kira.”

I settle onto the coolness of thesheets, my eyes fixed on the ceiling, and spread my legs. My heartbeat tripswhen cool air breezes across my heated flesh. He doesn’t come to me right away,doesn’t pounce on me with the urgency I’d half-expected since we haven’t hadmuch time together lately. He’s taking his time—stretching out theanticipation. At the point when my nerves are drawn tight, he opens the drawerof the bedside table and pulls out a gold vibrator, one he bought for me a fewweeks ago. I suck in a sharp breath and clench myhands at my sides.

“Okay, baby.” His deep voice comes after several agonizingseconds. “Reach between your legs and hold yourself open for me.”

I gulp, blinking furiously at the thought of what’s about tohappen. It’s not the first time he’s used a vibrator on me, and it’s alwaysintense in a way I never imagined it would be. I obey, raising my knees,spreading them, pulling myself open so cool air kisses the throbbing bud ofnerves at the center of my body. Seconds tick by with nothing happening, andwhen I flick my glance to him, he’s staring between my legs and biting hisbottom lip.

He knows what it does to me when he looks at me like that.My bare toes curl into the bed.

“My pretty pussy,” he rumbles. “Are you ready?”

I nod jerkily, beyond ready. Nerve-endings-stretched-thinready.

The buzzing begins, and my inner muscles clench. My breathstutters as I wait for that first shock across my sensitive flesh. When itcomes, when the mouth of the vibrator tugs on my clit,I jerk. My head snaps back, and one of my knees drops.

“No,” he commands, pushing me kneeback into place. “Up for me, baby. Should I go to the next setting?”

As much as I know it will torture me, I nod frantically,lost for words because it will also deliver unbearable pleasure. The buzzinggets louder as he adjusts the vibe, increasing the intensity. This time when ittouches me, my knees spread wide open, yielding to the command of theinstrument of torture. My hips buck. My neck arches, my mouth opens on atearless sob. My fingers tremble around the lips I’m holding open, and I’m notsure how much longer I can do it when he adds a finger.

“Oh, god!” I scream. “Naz, no.”

“Yes.” His voice is hard. His breathing labored. I manage to open my eyes and find his—dark and filled withstorm clouds. His mouth is slack with pleasure as he watches me. The vibratoron my clit. His finger, now another, now anotherfilling me up and stroking in and out with increasing speed. I writhe on thebed, guttural sounds wrenched from my throat until it’s raw. The tight knotbuilding in my belly loosens, dispatching waves of pleasure to every inch of mybody. My arms fall limply to my sides. Knees dropped open,my legs collapse as the orgasm possesses me. I gush, soaking my thighs and thesheet beneath me. I’m lost in a haze. The pleasure is a note sustained, drawnout as his fingers continue delving inside me, and even after the buzzing stopsand he sets the vibrator aside, he rubs my clit withhis thumb, spreading the wetness.

“You are so ready for me.” His voice is gruff, his armsbracketing my head on the pillow. He notches his hips between my thighs.

“Yes.” I rouse my limp arms and clutch his ass with bothhands. “I need you inside.”

“Oh, you’re gonna get me inside.In that tight little ass.”

A thrill, a shudder runs through me, and my asshole clenches in anticipation. Naz’s dick is so big, analwas uncomfortable at first. I’ve done it before with relative ease.

But him?

It took a minute to adjust.

I don’t have much time to process the promise of him takingme like that, there before his mouth is on mybreasts.

“Naz, fuck me,” I pant. “I’m ready.”

“Obviously.” He reaches between my legs, where the insidesof my thighs and the duvet are soaked. “This is for me. I love your breasts.”

His lips close around one nipple while he tugs at the other.My breath ratchets up, and my heartbeat, barely slowed, starts racing again.