Masters at Arms by Kallypso Masters Page A

himself up on his
hands. Lord, he was so beautiful. He pressed his erection against
her sensitive clit. She pulled his face toward hers and met him
halfway, kissing his full, wet mouth. Unlike their kiss on the
beach, this time she tasted herself on his lips. How strange. He
plunged his tongue into her mouth and she felt his penis throbbing
against her clit, which responded in kind. Her nipples tightened
and budded.
    He pulled back, propping himself on one hand.
The veins in his arms bulged as he took his penis and rubbed it up
and down against her wet pussy lips. Each time he touched her clit,
she surged upward.
    “Oh, bebé . You’re so fucking
sexy.”
    The sweet sentimental endearment, coupled
with such a crude word, sent her libido into overdrive. She reached
down and guided him to the opening of her vagina. “Please. Don’t
make me wait any longer.”
    “Oh, shit.” He started to pull back. “I don’t
have protection.”
    Savannah smiled that he would be concerned,
but she knew there wouldn’t be time for a baby to grow inside her.
The thought of continuing life as she’d known it when Damián took
her home tonight was even more unfathomable than yesterday when
she’d made her decision to end her life. She only had today and she
wanted to experience being made love to more than any other dying
wish.
    So she lied to him. “I’m on the pill.”
    His eyes grew smoky as he balanced himself on
both hands and rammed his penis inside her to the hilt. She
grunted, feeling as if she’d been split apart.
    “I’m sorry. You’re so fucking tight.” He lay
still, waiting for her to adjust to his size. His breathing was
shallow and rapid, as was hers. She felt him throbbing inside her
and tilted her pelvis, taking him deeper. “That’s right, bebé . Fuck me.”
    She wrapped her legs around his back, letting
her feet rest against his buttocks as she let him deeper inside. He
pulled almost completely out of her, then she drove him home inside
her again. Tilting her pelvis, she matched him stroke for stroke.
She’d never felt so full, as if the tip of his rod touched her
cervix. She reached up and placed her hands on his upper arms,
feeling the strength and sinew in his muscles as his strokes grew
faster. Harder. Each upward thrust of his penis jolted against her
clit. Even though the friction wasn’t enough for her to come, she
didn’t care.
    Savannah just wanted to feel Damián
possessing her, to feel him claiming her body. She’d never
willingly given her body to any man. She felt empowered for the
first time in her life. She’d chosen to be with him.
    Then he reached his hand between their
bodies, his finger and thumb stroking her wetness. When he placed
his thumb on the hood of her clitoris and used his thumb and finger
to massage her, she screamed. “Ohhhh, God!” She closed her eyes.
His thumb grazed her clit as he pounded into her vagina. Savannah
felt an explosion building inside her, unlike anything she’d
experienced before. She held on, her fingernails digging into his
muscles. She panted, unable to catch a deep breath. Dizzy with the
sensations roiling through her body, she groaned. So close. She’d
never felt such euphoria.
    “Come for me again, bebé .”
    At his command, her world flew apart. She
screamed as he covered her mouth with his own, capturing her cries
of ecstasy and taking them into his body. Her hips bucked against
his of their own volition.
    “I can’t hold back any longer, bebé .”
    “Please don’t! Come inside me!”
    With a groan, he lowered himself to his
forearms and pumped harder. The pressure on her chest caused a
moment of panic. Sweat broke out on her forehead. Breathe, Savi.
Just breathe. Rather than closing his eyes, he stared intently
at her. She couldn’t look away from his gaze either. The panic
eased a bit. Not completely gone, but manageable. She’d never
connected on such a personal level with another human being.
    He groaned and she felt the crest of