More by Keren Hughes

there’s so much more to come. We have another two days here and I hear there’s fireworks at night, if we can keep Ayden awake long enough, that is.”
    Anna giggles and the sound has me at ease. She turns to look at me and I catch her lips with mine. What starts as a slow, sensual kiss builds into something deeper and more passionate. Our tongues entwine and I taste the wine she poured for herself earlier. She invades all my senses; her touch setting me alight. The taste of her has me wanting to explore more, the sight of her has me fighting against a hard-on, the smell of her perfume permeates the air, and the sound of her heavy breathing turns me on.
    I manoeuvre so she is lying with her chest flush against mine. I am sure she can feel my arousal through my jeans and hers. She wraps her arms around my neck and returns to kissing me. In a flash, I switch position so she is underneath me on the large sofa. I run my hand up from her thigh, across her abdomen, and up to her breasts, where my hand slips underneath the top she’s wearing and I pull the cup of her bra down out of the way. Leaning in, I take her nipple between my teeth and nip her gently. The slight moan that comes from her makes me want more. I suck and kiss my way from her breast up her neck and behind her earlobe where I know she’s ticklish.
    Softly, I capture her lips in a sweet kiss. It’s over almost as soon as it begun as I sit back to remove her top. She lies beneath me in just her bra and I soon unclasp the back of it and let it drop to the floor. My hands roam her body and I roll her nipple between the tips of my index finger and thumb. It pebbles beneath my touch. As I do this, I capture her other nipple in my mouth and pull it taut between my teeth. The moans my touch elicits from her get louder as I bend down to kiss her. She kisses me hard, hungry for more.
    Gently, I lift her from the sofa and carry her to our room. I lock the door behind us and lie her on the bed. I remove her jeans slowly, wiggling them down her legs and watch her shimmy her underwear down. She sits up and pushes my t-shirt up over my head. I throw it to the floor as she works the button and zipper of my jeans undone. Putting her hand beneath my boxers, her touch makes me harden and my breathing become shallower. I help her move my jeans down my hips and drop them to the floor, stepping out of them to stand before her in just my boxers. I go to remove them but she shakes her head.
    “Lie down,” she says as she stands from the bed.
    I do as I’m told. I would do anything for my Anna, my Cariad.
    She props a pillow behind my head, knowing I like to watch what she does to me.
    Pulling my boxers down, she nudges my legs slightly further apart. Kneeling between my legs, she takes my shaft in her hand and I see a wicked glint flash in her eye as she leans down and licks the tip of my cock…just once. My back arches and my toes curl. It’s amazing what this woman, this goddess can do to me with just one caress. She leans down again and takes just the tip of my cock in her mouth. She swirls her tongue around me and my hands grasp at the sheet as she takes me further into her mouth. She guides her lips down over my entire shaft and the magic she works has me begging to be allowed release. I know it’s futile when she’s in this kind of mood. She likes to tease me and get me so close…only to change her mind. Anna looks down at me with such love in her eyes, as if it is our first time all over again. She changes her position and slips herself down over my throbbing cock and I moan at the warmth of her wrapped around me. My hands move to her hips and hers to my chest. The gentle movement of her grinding against me to gain friction has me in a spin. I need more, and by the look in her eyes, she knows it. She ups the pace and throws herself back, riding me like life itself depends on it. Her breathing changes and I know she’s close to her climax. I grasp her hips harder and