Intimate Strangers by Danielle Taylor

submitting herself to him, Chelsea bowed her head to remove his boxers and gazed reverently at what she released. Then, in the single sexiest action he had ever witnessed, she turned her eyes back up to meet his while licking her lips. He nearly expelled himself on her chin right then and there.
    She started to reach for him but Tiaan stopped her, taking her hands in his and guiding them to the fronts of his thighs to show her how to steady herself. At an alarmingly unhurried rate, Chelsea moved closer and then, mercifully and dreadfully at once, dragged the tip of her tongue up his entire length. Tiaan’s eyes rolled back in his head which dropped onto his shoulders. The memories he had of her taking him into her mouth were not even close to how it actually felt. Yes, it was wet and hot, but it was so much more. She sucked, drawing him closer to her, and released the plum-shaped tip with a pop. His body shuddered in response to her erotic torture – the only kind he ever wanted to suffer again.
    “I…” she was breathless. “I want you to…to take my throat, Tiaan,” she repeated.
    Jesus it was too damned difficult to keep a level head when she spoke like that.
    Eyes heavy-lidded, he gazed down at her, open, willing, wanting, and ready for him. Her lips were parted, slick with saliva. She flicked out her tongue again, lathing it across his throbbing shaft. Finally, the last shred of his resolve snapped, a rusted wire bent to breaking-point.
    “ Fok .” He clasped her head between his hands and took the offer she presented him with, sliding into her willing mouth. Tiaan hissed his approval of her tongue wiggling along the bottom of him as he slipped deeper.
    Chelsea moaned, the vibrations causing his body to ready itself for climax.
    Not yet , he thought, gritting his teeth, sliding further still.
    He met with some resistance at the back of her throat but she opened for him, taking a deep breath. Holy hell. So tight.
    “Not going…to last…very…long,” he spoke through clenched teeth.
    Those eyes were watching his, an almost pleading look crossing them. Tiaan held on for as long as he could when Chelsea was impaling her mouth with his hardened length. He was meant to have been driving but was shocked to find he was unable to move. With each thrust, she pushed him further back, sending him deeper, until he emptied himself in thick spurts down her throat.
    “Chelsea,” he whispered reverently, fisting her hair.
    She sucked until there was nothing left to suck and then released him gently from her mouth, keeping eye contact the entire time. Then the little vixen grinned, placed a kiss to the top of his left thigh, and stood up, bringing his shorts with her.
    “Was that okay?” She licked her lips. Actually licked them, catching the last of his seed with her tongue and bringing it inside her mouth. Impossible to believe, but he began growing hard again.
    “Okay?” he gasped, fixing his belt. “It was bloody incredible.” Framing her flushed face, Tiaan claimed her mouth, thoroughly enjoying the way her body felt against his. It was right, her with him, and he didn’t ever want to let go. “ You’re incredible.”

    Later that evening, after they had arrived back at home to find that Ruan was asleep, he began broaching one of the many subjects that had been on his mind all day. More than that, as soon as he had signal on his phone, he was online and checking flight times. Then, perhaps foolishly, he purchased three tickets to Toronto airport for tomorrow morning. If she said no, it didn’t matter to him, but he wanted her to try and deep down, he secretly hoped that her parents might push aside their stupid row and accept their daughter back into their lives.
    Not saying a word, Tiaan clasped one of Chelsea’s hands in his and led her out into the backyard. Mackenzie had done an incredible job with the place since he’d been here last. An in-ground pool was placed in the far left corner, completely