Page 80 of Greed

“You taste like warm milk with honey on a rainy day,” he said.

His tongue continued to work along both legs until they were clean of her juices, but in doing so, all it did was create more. She cried out with an explosion of pleasure as his mouth finally landed on the most sensitive part of her body. Riker’s tongue invaded her, fast and rough, like he was trying to lap up all the honey that her body was producing.

“Oh god,” she yelled, not thinking as his tongue suddenly flicked over her swollen exposed clit. He chuckled, and she covered her mouth, not only to stifle the next yell as he continued to assault her with his hot tongue, but so she didn’t say something she shouldn’t. She could only imagine how awkward it must be for him always to have women yelling his Father’s name. It brought the meaning of the word strange to a whole new level.

She was extremely close to a climax, her body arching off the bed as another wave of heat seared through her system. Minetta had no idea if it was her own body or something about Riker that was doing this to her, but it left her panting and craving more. Unable to help herself any longer, she sank her fingers into his soft, golden hair and gripped it hard.

“Yes, let go,” Riker groaned, his words coming out mumbled.

The vibration was all that was needed to push her over the final edge of bliss. She yelled, and this time, she screamed his name, her hands pulling his head harder into her body. Minetta had never felt so wanton before, and her body bucked against his face as he moaned and continued to suck on the sensitive folds. The wave was continuous and wracked her body, and she tried to flinch away from Riker as the sensitivity almost became too much.

He chuckled as she wiggled in his tight grip. “You are so sweet, my little bird. I could eat you every day and never have enough.”

Minetta flopped back, breathing hard as Riker nipped at the inside of her thighs. As Riker shifted and slowly rose to his full height, she swallowed hard. The look on his face was raw and as primal as she’d ever seen. His muscles were flexed and showing off exactly why he was considered a gift to behold.

“Roll over onto your stomach.”

Limbs a little shaky, she did as he asked, and she was shocked as he moved up her body until he was straddling her legs. His weight was delicious, but as he touched her lower back and kneaded the tight muscles, she relaxed and let him work away all the stress that had plagued her. He was gentle with the side that was bruised. Although Penny helped them heal, there was still a soft shadow, a reminder of what was still after her.

She moaned and gasped as his hands moved from her shoulders down so he could squeeze her ass in his large hands.

“Do you like this, my little bird?”

She nodded, her eyes closed as he expertly relaxed her body, and with a soft touch here and there, the spark of desire was beginning to burn inside her again. She wiggled a little as his hands retreated from her shoulders once more to work on her butt cheeks. He chuckled a little and slipped a finger between her legs.

“And how about this?” His voice was rough, and her heart jumped around as his finger teased playfully over her pussy folds.

Riker pressed his hips forward, and she moaned louder as the motion rocked her body and craved more than the little tease.

“Are you ready for me?” His voice sounded like gravel.

That was a question she didn’t have the answer to but found herself eagerly nodding her head, yes. No matter what happened between them tonight, there was no doubt left in her mind that she wanted him. She wanted all of him—the sin, the arch angel, but most of all she wanted the man.

Minetta looked like an angel laid out before me, and I was one of few that could confirm that for a fact. The moonlight was shining through the window, blanketing her in a spotlight of cool white light. Her skin was like porcelain as if she was one of the great statues that had been carved and laid upon my bed. I couldn’t look away. She completely mesmerized me, my heart pounding harder than a thousand galloping horses.

I had to be mindful because she was human. I didn’t want to hurt her. Pulling back from her body, I stood to give myself a second to get my need under control. I was on edge, flexing my hands, digging my nails into my palm.

“Riker, is something wrong?”

“Come here.”

I held out my hand, and Minetta’s fingers shook as she placed her hand in mine. As soon as her feet touched the floor and she stood before me, I cupped her face and dropped my lips to hers. Pushing the edges of the delicate material off her shoulders, it slid to the floor, pooling at her feet. Goosebumps rose under my fingertips as they traveled over her skin. I loved this reaction from her. She gasped into my mouth as my fingers ran gentle lines down her back. I could almost feel the pounding of her heart through the kiss.

Since my fall, I hadn’t been one for romance, but with my little bird, my Minny, I wanted her to feel nothing but pleasure. That thought had become the center of my focus. I wanted to show her the world and everything it had to offer, starting with tonight.

Cupping her ass, I lifted her up my body and groaned as the softness of her skin slid against my own. I didn’t trust myself and turned to sit down on the bed with Minetta sitting on my lap. I could feel her body igniting like a fire under my touch, the remnants of her release were gone, and the massage had left in its wake a woman that wanted more. She wiggled in my lap, small whimpers escaping her lips as her slick sex rubbed against me. My cock kicked hard, trapped between our bodies. It was taking every ounce of control to keep from ravaging her.

Her nails dug into my shoulders as she rose up on her knees, our eyes locking as she looked down at me.

“Do it,” I whispered.

My body tensed as she reached between us, taking my cock in her small hand. She tentatively gave it a stroke, and a shudder rippled through my body.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned out as she positioned herself right over my aching shaft—so close that I could feel her heat pressing into me. In one agonizingly slow movement, she sat down, taking me into her warmth, her tight walls gripping me like a vice.

I couldn’t have taken my eyes off her if I wanted to as she arched her back and sucked in her lower lip. She clung to my shoulders, and I was mesmerized by her.

With every aching inch that she took inside her, the power simmered higher within me. I was dangerously close to losing control and showing her what I was. I wasn’t even sure what would happen if it rippled out like this, but I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t. Now that we had crossed this line, there was no going back for me—I had to have every inch of her. Every fiber of my being demon and otherwise had to have all she offered.