Captives of New Pompeii by Aubrey Ross Page B

“I love the shape of your breasts, firm and full, perfect
for the palm of my hand. You’re so soft. Will you let me look at
you? I want to touch your nipple and watch it harden. Would you
like that too?”
    She bit her bottom lip as desire blossomed
between her legs, the hot, hollow ache making her restless. By way
of an answer, she unfastened the shoulder clasps and tossed them
aside then allowed the material to pool around her waist. She
watched his eyes, needing reassurance but too proud to verbalize
her insecurity.
    “So beautiful.” His voice was hushed and
reverent, his fingers incredibly gentle as he touched her bare
skin. “Would you like me to undress too?”
    “I would like that very much.”
    Pleased by her assent, he removed his
uniform jacket and pulled the undershirt off over his head. His
lean chest rippled with taut muscles she hadn’t realized he
possessed. He wasn’t built like a gladiator, more like a messenger,
all sharp definition and sinewy strength.
    She splayed her fingers across his chest and
closed her eyes. “You are so warm.”
    “That’s my job, to keep you safe and
warm.”
    She smiled, pleased by the sentiment. Her
hands pushed up to his shoulders and squeezed before the descended
along his arms. “Is your entire body this warm?”
    “Would you like to find out?”
    Before her building courage deserted her,
she nodded and reached for the waistband of his pants. He let her
unfasten them then he took over, standing briefly as he shed the
rest of his garments. His body was perfectly proportioned and a
feast for her curious gaze. It wasn’t that she’d never seen a naked
man before, but he was aroused and inches from her face.
    He took her hand and guided it to his erect
cock, wrapping her fingers around the shaft. “Well? Am I warm all
over?”
    “Oh yes.” He slid her hand down to the base
and then up to the tip and her eyes widened. “Is this what you want
me to do?”
    “Oh yes,” he echoed her breathy tone, and
then grinned. “But only if you want to.”
    Exploring his body was far more exciting
than she ever imagined. Perion had not allowed her to touch him, so
this was new territory. No, nothing about this resembled the abuse
she had endured with Perion. She would never again think of them in
the same context.
    Emboldened by the thought, she stoked Aiden,
watching the subtle flexing of his muscles and the obvious pleasure
on his face. She knew women took men into their mouths. She’d seen
that often enough in the temple. Would Aiden mind if her
exploration became a bit bolder?
    She leaned down and kissed the tip of his
cock, startled to find it dewy. “Can I…” She couldn’t bring herself
to say it.
    “Do whatever you like. I want you to enjoy
this as much as I do.”
    One of her hands lightly cupped his balls
while the other continued to stroke his shaft. Then she parted her
lips and took the flared head into her mouth. He groaned and
touched her face, brushing her hair back and caressing her cheek.
She sucked him deeper and he slowly pulled back then pushed even
farther into her welcoming heat. Slowly, understanding expanded
through her mind. He wanted her to slide up and down.
    Creating a tight seal with her lips, she
bobbed her head, taking as much of him into her mouth as she could.
He was hot against her mouth, hard and yet soft. The contrast
fascinated her. And his taste—salty and sharp yet natural. This was
the literal essence of life.
    “Oh sweetheart, you have to stop or I’m
going to come in your mouth.”
    She paused and looked up at him. Did she
want to watch him lose control, knowing she had brought him to this
point? “I want you to.”
    “I think it’s better if we start…”
    She sucked hard and pushed her mouth all the
way down on his cock. He pressed against the back of her throat
before she slowly reversed direction. Come for me, Aiden. I want
to taste your seed .
    He steadied her face between his hands as he
began to fuck her mouth.