“Probably,” he murmured in agreement, leaning over and nuzzling my neck. “I think I’d rather do other things.”
“I’m sure you would,” I replied, rapidly warming to the idea. “I think I’d rather do other things, too.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.” Of course, I wasn’t wearing my clothing that was created from dream essence. That stuff was super handy. I could make it flow off my body like water. I’d have to get undressed the old-fashioned way.
Geraint slipped his hands under my tank top, cupping my waist before dragging his fingers up my ribs, pulling my top up as he went.
I raised my arms in the air, and he removed the shirt. He didn’t even try to be elegant when he pulled my sports bra off over my head. Long experience had led us to the conclusion that there wasn’t a sexy way to remove that tight article of clothing.
“Should we do shower sex?” Geraint rumbled as he shifted me on his lap so he could pull his sweaty t-shirt off. “We’re both a little fragrant.”
I laughed. “I love the way your sweat smells, Knight. Let’s shower after.”
His eyes twinkled with amusement. “Just making sure, Spark.”
We quickly finished stripping, and I pushed him onto his back. He lay there, thick cock standing at attention and ready for me. Just the thought of riding my knight had me wet. I crawled forward on my knees, straddling Geraint’s legs, then I rubbed my wet pussy across his hard dick.
Geraint sucked in his breath and grabbed my hips. I rocked back and forth gently, pleasuring myself on his cock while he watched, mouth slightly open, eyes cloudy with lust.
“How did I get so lucky to be in your life?” Geraint whispered.
“You think you’re the lucky one?” I replied, voice thick.
Geraint shifted one hand from my waist, tracing a line down my stomach until he could circle my clit with his thumb.
Thoughts fled as my pleasure built. Pressure built in my core, begging for release and I moaned encouragement.
Geraint obliged, stroking me until the pressure released, my juices flooding onto his twitching cock.
“Need you riding me,” Geraint gasped out.
“I need that, too.”
My knight grinned and lifted me until his cock pressed against my entrance. Reveling in the delicious stretch, I lowered myself until he was fully caged inside me. He kept his hands firmly on my waist and thrust with his hips, grinding into me. I cupped my breasts and played with my nipples while he rubbed me from the inside.
“Yeah, I’m definitely the lucky one,” I managed to gasp out before dropping a hand to stroke my clit. Between the two of us, I was ready to fall over the edge into another orgasm just as Geraint’s rhythm sped up.
“Any time, my love,” I gasped.
He let himself go, and I crashed after him, collapsing into his arms as he held me against him, and we rode our endorphin highs. As I lay there, I noticed shadows curled around his legs and upper arms. Reaching out with tentative fingers, I called one of them to me.
It responded, sliding a tendril up Geraint’s chest, and curling around my wrist.
“I did it!”
My knight chuckled. “Of course you did, my spark.” His faith in me never wavered. “Now, shower and then you’re going to dance in the sky with me.”
“I love you, Geraint,” I whispered.
“I love you too, Ember. I always have, and I always will.”
Ember
I love you. Three simple words, one simple phrase, yet it meant so much to hear from Geraint. He’d used the phrase sparingly our entire relationship until recently. Now I knew why, but it still made my heart swell to hear him utter those words. It felt like now that there were no more secrets between us, our relationship had moved to a new, more intense level. I stared at my lover while he dried off and marveled at the powerful muscles years of aerial work had given him.
I touched the shadows and curled them around Geraint’s legs. He glanced down, then winked at me. “Show off.” His wink and the pleasure in his sexy Irish lilt, let me know how proud he was of my accomplishment.