Loving Her: Complete Boxset (Siri's Heart #1-12), page 36
"No, I can't. I tried too. I really did, but I've never felt this way about anyone before. No one has even come close." He touches my face and I look into his eyes. "You've changed everything for me."
I touch his face too. "I appreciate your self-discipline too. I truly do. It means a lot to me that you don’t want just sex or that I’m not just a fuck. I appreciate that you choose to get this right, now that you understand what I’m giving you. But…."
He grins. "But?"
I laugh. "We have secrets. Our lives are complicated. But we are good together. Agreed?"
"Affirmative."
"And we are both choosing rationally, not emotionally, right?"
"Right." His eyes narrow and he knows I’m leading him to where I want him to go.
I grin. "No secret is too complicated for two hearts that choose to be together, Aurei."
"Hmm." He looks away, then smiles and hangs his head.
Ninety
"There is nothing complicated about our chemistry. There is nothing complicated about you right here." I tap his heart.
"No." He agrees. "… I'm really a simple man."
"Mmmhmm." I stroke his cock, slowly, while I hum the song, "Simple Man" by Lynyrd Skynyrd to him.
He looks down on my face and the intensity of his expression makes my heart melt.
I shake my head. "I’m trouble, I know, but you've found your woman. I promise you that."
He closes his eyes.
I kiss his chest all over, nipping it. "You can do this … just try. What does your heart say?"
He opens his eyes, and I know. I can read it in them.
"Come. Be satisfied, Simple Man. Find yourself in me. I am not afraid of you, or your dark secrets, or your complicated life. Nothing can keep apart two hearts that become one."
His emerald green gaze controls me as he rolls on top, bracing his upper body with his arms and straddling me. He kisses every part of me completely again and again, taking total possession. At my breasts, he drops onto his elbows, and cups them with his hands, pushing them up to his lips as he kisses them, caressing, loving them. He drives me crazy wild again. I arch my back and moan. He slides his mouth down to my tummy, nipping and biting. My hips arch to meet him. He slides his hands under my butt and squeezes them to the rhythm of his kisses as he continues to slide slowly down to my blue Lovers Heart. When he reaches it, he hovers over it, staring, thinking about everything. Then he begins to trace the outline.
His voice is husky with passion when he asks. "Why is the heart blue?"
My fingers play with his hair. "Because it represents the promise I made to myself."
"To stay pure?"
"No. It doesn’t have anything to do with virginity." I trace his ear and he shakes his head. Ah, a sensitive spot. "I paint it blue because blue means pure, honest love and that’s what I promise to give my soulmate."
His eyes pierce mine. "You are more than I ever dreamed I would find." He puts his knees between my legs, parting them as he pushes up on his arms and moves into position again. He says very softly. "Siri, there's nothing complicated about what to do with a woman like you for a simple man like me."
"Satisfy me." I whisper as I look into the face of this man I hardly know, but I know I can't live without. Secrets or no secrets. I want Moore!
He places his lips over my heartbeat and says on my skin. "I want this to be mine too." He cups his lips and sucks hard, marking my heart as his.
I gasp at the pain, but it hurts so good. I put my hands in his hair and pull him to my lips. I kiss him as he enters the zone.
He slides his penis up and down in a fucking motion, caressing my clit until I almost cum from pleasure. I moan, sucking his tongue, making love to his mouth.
He pulls away, leaning his weight on one arm, and with the other he saturates himself with my juices. "Siri, I want to be your one and only."
"Aurei, take me! I am yours."
"Umm." His throat moans and as he thrusts himself firmly past my virginity, he says. "Io sono tua."
The resistance is minimal, and the pain nothing compared to the pleasure I feel as he fills me. I moan loud when he hits bottom. Oh my fucking Golden God! Then I gasp small breaths of blissful air as he slowly withdraws. You feel so good inside me!
He stops, unsure, hesitating, listening.
"Ah, don't stop, baby." I moan. I grab his ass with both hands and pull him into me. "Go!"
He starts to move and his rhythm takes me up to heaven. He lays on me, covering my body completely with his. His skin sets me on fire. I bury my face in his neck. My hands feel him fucking me. He fucks slowly, deeply, with full thrusts that penetrate me perfectly to my core. His muscles constrict and flex and my body responds matching him, making me moan and cry out. He pauses then pulls out.
"Don’t stop. Please don’t stop." Panting, I look at his face.
His gorgeousness smiles then he places kisses on my face forming a heart. He starts on the left side of the bridge of my nose and ends sucking my bottom lip pulling it out. He repeats the pattern of kisses on the right side. When he sucks my bottom lip again, he whispers. "Your hearts belong to me?"
"Both!" I reassure him.
"But…" He breathes in my ear.
I can barely breathe much less answer him, but I manage to ask. "But?"
He kisses my neck, then starts down my chest to a nipple. "I want all of you." He licks and flicks.
My body is on fire, and the blood is pounding so loud in my ears, I can hardly hear him. "All … of … me?" I manage to push out.
"Mmmhmm." He nibbles my nipple sending me out of my mind. "I want your body too."
I grasp his back and try to pull him in again. "Me too." I moan the words.
He moves to the other nipple. "Your body belongs to me?"
I squirm and claw at his back. "Yes!" I almost scream the word. My passion making me crazy.
"And your mind?" He starts his way back up my chest to my face covering me with kisses. "Will your mind stay true to me?" He kisses my lips, caressing my face with his thumbs, then putting our noses together, he turns my eyes to his and I stare into his deep, emerald green pools. "I want all of you … forever." He whispers, holding my eyes as I breathe his breath. The depth of his gaze draws me in and I become aware more of him than of my own desire.
Taking my hands from his back, I push them between us to his face. I place my thumbs on the bridge of his nose and trace a heart over his face to his lips now. "Aurelius, my heart, my body, my mind, all of me is yours. It's irrational, I know. But it’s real. I know that too. As far as forever goes, I don't know if that's honestly possible."
He closes his eyes, furrowing his brow, and taking a deep breath.
"But I will guarantee I'll be yours as long as I need to breathe because you stole my breath and I cannot breathe without you."
He opens his eyes and smiles his beautiful smile.
"So hear me when I say, I’m not going to leave you no matter what your dark secrets are. Together we will work whatever it is out. I know that old saying, the devil is in the details, but there is no devil. There are only details and details aren’t dark. Don't torture yourself anymore." I reach up and suck his bottom lip. "I tell you what; let’s consciously commit to what we have found with each other and cherish every breath we take in the moment. The present is a gift. If you want, we will call it: Forever."
He smiles. "You truly are an interesting find, Sweet Thang."
I smile back. "Make me yours.
He utters one word. "Forevermore."
My soul smiles at the way he combined the words and Chris Brown’s "Forever" begins to play in my mind as Aurei slides himself back inside me.
With every thrust, I arch myself to meet him. He quickens the rhythm, thrusting and thrusting, faster and faster, as together we climb the mountain of passion. At the peak, I stop moving my hips, arch my back, throwing my arms to the bed. Grabbing the covers, I strain as I call out his name through clenched teeth. "Aurei!"
He pushes the weight of his body off mine, bracing his torso on his extended arms. He withdraws his full length, then drives himself deep, pounding me over and over again until I scream with exquisite release. "A..U..R..E..L..l..U..S..!" As the first wave of a mind shattering orgasm washes over me, my screaming his name sends him shooting for the stars and his semen nails my G-spot causing me to scream out again. "OH..! MY..! FUCKING..! GOD..!" As he hammers it over and over until we are both fully satisfied and finish together.
He falls on me, spent and exhausted. I gasp for air, unable to move, truly amazed at what just happened. Breathing deep and hard together, I know he has given me all of himself.
I stroke his hair, caressing his temples with my thumbs while he recovers. His head buried in my neck. After a minute or two, I feel him stir. He lifts his head and says in my ear. "You look so good, you smell so good, you taste so good, and you fuck so good."
I chuckle. "Ditto. The D was good to me too!"
Laughing, he rolls onto his back, and pulls a pillow to his head, then he pulls me to cuddle with him. I roll on my side and trace my finger down his golden torso, laying my head on his arm. It's the warmest, softest, firmest, best smelling pillow I've ever had! I give it a quick kiss, then we lay there recuperating. Each lost in our own thoughts.
He chuckles. "Siri, I am not a God."
I giggle. "Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that. You are the God of my world."
I curl up, smiling. As I drape an arm over his chest, hugging him, I close my eyes to drift off to sleep. I hear him say. "Ok. I am your Fucking God!"
I smile and whisper. "Truly, Madly, Deeply." Then fall asleep satisfied, as One Direction sings to me in my dreams.
Sometime later, I rouse from a deep sleep to feel Aurei pull me to spoon with him and I hear him whisper in my ear. "Forevermore, my Every Thang."
Ninety-One
I wake the next morning to the sound of water running in the shower and the smell of fresh brewed coffee. I stretch, feeling only a slight soreness between my legs, and I smile.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
I pull the covers over my head and giggle. "He is truly my Fucking Golden God!"
Pushing the covers down, I realize how bright the sun is. I grab my iPhone off the night stand.
I wonder what time it is. Wow! It's 9 o'clock! I slept like a baby. Aurei's baby! Oh my GAWD! I can't believe it! Last night was incredible!
I throw the covers back over my head, smiling so big my cheeks hurt.
I'm gonna change his contact name right now!
Sliding the bar to unlock it, it opens on the messages menu. There is an unsent message typed. *Naked is perfect.*
Oh yes it was! Haha! I have Aurei's phone. I mischievously giggle under the covers and find my contact information. He has me listed correctly as Siri Wright. I change it.
First name: THE girl.
Last name: of My Dreams.
Company: Both wet and dry.
He'll like that. I hit done.
Throwing off the covers, I roll over, grab my phone and change his contact information.
First name: My FUCKING.
Last name: Golden GOD.
Company: Any place. Any time.
I hit done and put them both back.
And My Golden God is now in MY shower!
Pushing the door open very slowly, I peek in and see he is under the water so I sneak in quietly. I watch him bathe, enjoying the view. He’s washing his hair and face so I analyze his perfection from the top and work my way down. His head sits on a muscular, athletic neck and his shoulders are broad and heavy with bulging mounds of muscles which drops in a perfect triangle to an arched, long, narrow waist that sits over an ass that is tight, full and defined.
My mouth waters. Yes! It is the perfect fucking muscle.
His legs are straight with thighs that bulge and show themselves to be strong. His calves are not overly developed but adequate, which tell me they are runners calves. His feet are nice with a good strong arch.
Looking back up his perfection, I smile as the soap from his head runs down into the crack of his ass, framing his butt cheeks. A deep sigh of satisfaction slips out of my throat as the memory of last night's perfect pounding from that awesome ass as he thrust his perfect penis into my pure pussy replays until he spins around and begins to wash his ears. His eyes are shut tight against the soap and my eyes feast on the front. Then he blows air out of his mouth as the water runs down his face, and I laugh as he takes a mouth full, swishes it then spits it out, nearly hitting the back wall.
Good technique.
He spins around, leans through the stream so the water runs down his back, and rests his head against his arm on the wall, enjoying the hot massage the shower head offers.
There's an idea. A soap massage.
Not wanting morning breath, I quickly run my dry toothbrush over my teeth. When I open the shower door, he is still in the same position so I hurry in trying to minimize the rush of cold air on him.
The thought that he may suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder from his tours of duty never occurs to me until it’s too late. As soon as the shock of cold air hits him, he stiffens and spins around. His hand shoots out, grips my throat, and driving me backward, he draws his fist back to strike me down.
I squeal as I come face to face with a warrior’s expression of death and I claw at his grip trying to flee!
He stops, startled, and only the horrified look on his face when he realizes it's me, makes me stop struggling. His expression changes instantly to one of compassion and I realize he faced terror and survived, but it didn’t change him.
He pulls me into his wet embrace. "I'm sorry, Sweet Thang. I'm so sorry." He squeezes me tight to him.
I shake uncontrollably while he holds me. "Fuck, Aurei! I thought I was dead. The look on your face!"
"It's not a good idea to startle me, Baby Thang." He strokes my hair.
"A dark secret?"
"Yes. I'm truly sorry. Are you alright?"
He leans away and as his eyes run over my body quickly to make sure, I moan, "Oh my Gawd!" I bury my face back in his chest. "I pissed myself."
He chuckles softly as he holds me and strokes my hair. "I’m sorry."
Embarrassed, I laugh lightly. "You literally scared the pee out of me."
Kissing my head, he offers. "The least I can do is wash it off." He pulls us under the water, then turns it off and picks up the bottle of body wash. Still in his embrace, I hear him squirt a huge handful. He sets it back down and starts on my back, then lathers down to my ass, cupping and massaging my butt cheeks. His hands are gentle and firm like his lips when they kiss me. Then he turns me around, leans my back against him and starts at my throat. He bathes each arm down to my fingers, cinching his with mine.
I love how that makes me feel! Connected!
Then working his way back up, he massages my arms. I moan and he whispers. "I love how strong you are." At my armpits, he washes and then tickles me, chuckling when I squirm. "So, you are ticklish. That's valuable intel." I chuckle too, remembering his ear was ticklish as well. Then I moan again as he runs his hands down the sides of my waist around to the front of my tummy. He massages my abs with a deep, slow stroke.
Fuck! That's wonderful!
I slide my fingers over his, threading them, and roll my hips with his rhythm. Our bodies slide against each other, slippery and sexy. I arch my back and lay my head on him, pushing my big ass around his erection. It slides easily between my cheeks and I squeeze them together, capturing it. Then I flex and release with a slight roll of my hips and massage him.
"Oh damn!" I hear in my ear.
He squeezes his fingers together, ensuring mine stay entwined, then he slides them up to my breasts, where we massage them, matching my rhythm. The feeling of sharing our seduction this way is indescribable.
It's like he and I are one.
When our fingers slide over my nipples, he puts the tip between his and mine, and he pinches it. It pops out with the soap and sends a shooting sensation like a lightning bolt through my torso and out my clit. I jerk then quiver against his cock, making us both moan. Rolling my hips now, I grind my entire backside against him while we tease my nipples.
Fuck that feels fine.
My breath begins to hitch with my excitement, and he slides one of our hands down to wash away the remnants of my virginity. He is careful to control where our fingers slide. I focus on stroking his cock, while enjoying the feeling of our fingers building a nice thick lather. Then he slips over my clit and pinches it between our fingers. The exquisite sensation makes me convulse into an immediate orgasm. My knees buckle, and my head drops forward with the first spasm. I collapse against his arm and he holds me tight to his chest until I’m finished.
I hear his throat moan with satisfaction when I lean my head back against him. He lets my fingers go and strokes me with his thumbs thinking I need to rest, but I spin around and slide one hand over his butt cheek and the other one around his cock. Pushing my thumb down the front of his shaft, I slip my fingers into his butt crack, grab his ass cheek and pull it up tight. Then my fingers work him into a nice thick lather until he pushes me away.
My breath is as heavy and deep as his. He steps forward to pin me against the wall, then leans down to kiss me, but when our eyes connect, he looks surprised. "Damn, your eyes …. They are wild!" He smiles a sexy smile and tells me. "Hold on Wild Thang. I'm not finished bathing you." He squats down and runs his hands up and down both legs.
I shut my fists tight and focus on the view of his gorgeousness kneeling before me. My passion pounding in my ears; my skin tingling from his touch; my pussy aching to be fucked; I fight a battle inside myself.
"I’m almost done." His voice is soft but commanding. "Breathe, Baby."
