Page 51 of Dark Soul

“I wasn’t sure you’d had time to go shopping,” she said.

He hadn’t. He’d jerked off to the memory of her in his bed a couple of times, but hadn’t really dared think about a repeat. And yet, here they were.

“I’m not sure one will be enough,” he said.

“Complaints, complaints.”

“Who said I’m complaining?” Dark raised her clothes, baring her midriff. “I’m actually,” he said, punctuating each word with a kiss to her stomach, “very grateful for this gift.”

“Grateful enough to take your top off?”

Dark sat up and took his top off, glad at the way her eyes widened when she saw his body.

She leaned up, balancing herself on her elbows, mumbled something unintelligible.

“What’s that?”

“You’re as hot as I remember.”

“Good to know. Now, your turn.”

He pulled off her sweater and undershirt, kissing his way from her smooth, soft belly, all the way up to her breasts.

Alexia moaned, her back arching off the bed, making it easy for him to unclip her bra.

“So beautiful.”

He pulled one of her nipples into her mouth, suckled gently, then did the same with her other nipple while he massaged her breast. With his other hand, he popped the button on her jeans.

“Is that your way … of saying thank you?” she asked, her voice suddenly hoarse.

“No.” He opened the zipper and pulled her jeans and panties down and off her legs, then pushed her legs open at the knees, bringing his face to her pussy. “This is.”

He licked gently against her folds. She tasted like she smelled, clean and sweet—a taste he knew he’d never tire of.

Suddenly, her knees pushed against his hands. Dark stopped, looking up at her questioningly.

“Take off my socks,” she hissed. “I keep looking at my socks.”

He laughed but rolled off her thick woolen socks, then pushed her legs open again. “Don’t move. Let me feast,” he demanded.

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Alexia

Nothing, in her entire life, had ever felt this glorious.

And then Dark lifted her hips, easily taking on her weight as he brought her closer to him. And the feel of his mouth on her was magical as he licked and sucked and worshipped her.

Alexia went lightheaded with pleasure.

The man was an oral sex god.

And she wanted to ask him where he'd learned that technique, but she was too far gone to do much.

Except beg.

Apparently, she could still beg.