Aris: A Sexy Romance Novel (Thief of Hearts Series Book 1) by Elody Knight

shake.  His skin was moist. He was panting hard. 
    This woman was going to be the death of him.  He wasn’t sure how much longer he could lay still for her.  His cock throbbed, aching to be inside her.  He wanted to know every inch of her body.  He wanted to bury himself deep inside her.  He longed to be so deep inside her the base of his cock would feel her wetness.  He wanted to run his hands the length of her sweet ass.  He wanted to taste her body, but he didn’t dare release his death grip on the cushions beside him, she needed know he was okay with her having control.
    Slowly, Saoirse shifted her attention to his cock again.  She took the full length of his shaft in her hand, squeezing as she lifted it.  Aris groaned in between pants, shifting his hips.  She liked the noise he was making while she stood him up as she lowered herself on him.  Aris jerked, as his back arched,  growling from the shock, she was so tight.  So hot.  So wet.  He’d waited years dreaming one day he would feel this.  He wanted this so badly with her.  Every muscle in his body ached trying to stay still, letting her do exactly what she wanted. 
    She sat still for a minute breathing deep.  Ripples of tingling energy ran up her body.  He was big, every part of her felt him at once, but she liked the way he filled her.  She let her back arch tilting her hips forward.  Her clit brushed against his soft mound of hair, pulling her stomach tight, her hips began rubbing her bundle against him. 
    She pulled his hands up off the cushions.  He expected her to put them on her hips so he could take the motion for her, instead she ran them up her stomach until they cupped her breasts.  Aris moaned in pure pleasure.  He teased her nipples between his thumb and forefinger as his hands kneaded her tits.   Her nipples grew hard as her hips rocked harder.  He ran his hands up and down her body rolling them around the smooth globes of her tits. 
    She reached out for his shoulders pulling him up against her.  Aris leaned into her breasts leaving hot kisses on her where he could reach her.  His tongue played with her nipples flicking and licking over them as she continued riding him.  She moaned softly.
    “Saoirse, slow down.  I won’t last for you this way.” he whispered to her in the darkness.
    She didn’t respond to what he’d said, instead she was panting.  Each forward rock of her hips made her squeeze him tighter.  He slid his hand in between her legs letting his fingers wander through her wet folds before he began teasing her clit.  She groaned as his fingers rolled over the engorged nub.  She tightened harder on his shaft making it difficult for him to wait for her.  As he grew closer he put more pressure on her clit, pinching it gently, rolling it between his fingers.  She moaned deeply as her panting grew faster.  He was almost there but he didn’t want to leave her disappointed.  He pushed her body close to him teasing her nipples with his teeth as he pinched her clit under his thumb.  Saoirse gasped.  Her body stopped rocking as she clenched down hard on his cock.  Her body jerked as the orgasm ripped through her taking Aris with it.
    Aris lay back on the couch.  He grabbed his shirt from the floor, toweling his chest off with it, before dropping it back on the floor.  Saoirse’s elbows were locked out as she tried to catch her breath.  His hands pushed easily on the insides of her arms lowering her to him. 
    She collapsed on his chest without saying a word.  Aris wrapped both arms around her.  Her heart was still racing but her breathing was slowing down.  He smiled in the darkness as he kissed the crown of her head.  It wasn’t everything he’d dreamt it would be, he’d dreamt of showing her every pleasurable position there was.  It hadn’t happened tonight, but it was a start he was thrilled to have.  He brushed his fingers lightly through her hair.  He hoped she liked it, hoped