Loving Her: Complete Boxset (Siri's Heart #1-12), page 37
I inhale and exhale, deeply, trying to relax.
As he rises, his golden hand covered in rich, white lather, reaches up and pushes a strand of wet hair off my face. "Look at me."
I lift my eyes to his and his intensity quiets my wildness. What I see, leaves no doubt that he knows how to satisfy the hunger inside me and fully intends to give me the fucking I need and want.
I feel like purring. I sigh. Competence is a beautiful thing!
He studies my eyes and smiles. "Very good, Wild Thang. Very good." He pulls me to his chest, turns the water on and moves us under it. The cold water runs down his back and splashes off his shoulders into my eyes.
When I close them, the world disappears and immediately, my breathing matches his. I feel his fingers pushing my hair out of my face again, then he cups my chin and lifts it to receive his kiss.
There is only Aurei.
He runs his tongue slowly in and out, exploring my mouth. Then he pecks my lips and tells me. "The water is warm now, Good Thang. I got this. Relax." He steps to the side and the warm water caresses me.
Allowing myself the rare luxury of not being in control, I stand still as instructed and submit to him. My demeanor appears passive, but my wild passion rages quietly just under the surface. He holds my hair while the water runs through it. Then he washes the soap away. Gently lifting my arms, then my legs. His caring touch makes me drop all my defenses and lean on him like a limp rag doll. All the while he repeats these phrases. "You are stunning, Siri…. Beautiful Baby…. Perfect…. Mine…."
My heart melts with the sincerity of his words as they fall deep inside me, touching me where no one else has ever been before. Then he reaches to turn the water off. I stay cuddled up to him, not wanting the moment to end. He wraps me again in this embrace and says against my ear, in a sweet, low voice that is full of lust. "Did I satisfy you last night?"
Ninety-Two
When I hear that sincere concern in his voice again; the tone that proves he’s one of the good guys; strange tears of weakness come to hover in my eyes and a lump forms in my throat. I can’t believe this perfect man cares enough about me to ask that question. I bow my head unable to answer as the tears spill out.
"What? No reply? Nothing? I thought it was fucking fantastic myself." He pulls my chin off my chest to see into my eyes. The strained look on my face trying to control my emotions and my tears stops his laughter. He looks stunned, then confused. "Are you okay? Why are there tears? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Where are you hurt? Fuck!"
I shake my head and try to laugh but the action causes the dam to break and I sob.
"Fuck!" He says, and it sounds like a hurtful moan.
Desperately trying to gain control, I push away from him, embarrassed. Managing to force out of my quivering mouth before my throat closes completely. "I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't…."
He grabs my shoulders and his fingers dig in, hurting me, as he pulls me back to him in a tight bear hug. "NO…NO…NO…. You said forever!"
Forever! He wants me forever! I reach around, grab hold of him and hold on for all I'm worth as the sobs rack my body.
He cradles me while I cry, and when I stop, he whispers in a voice tight with pain. "Please don’t, Siri. Please don’t leave me."
Oh my fucking Golden God! I fucked this up!
He strokes my hair. "Your wild look! I thought it was passion. If I hurt you, you have to tell me. I will never do it again. I promise you, but you can't leave me. I won't let you."
All I can manage to force out of my mouth is "Shish!"
He stops talking and holds me tight again.
Finally, my tears are spent and I gently push against him. He takes a slight step back as his hands run down my arms to cinch our hands. I give his chest a pitiful smile.
"Damn, Siri. Don't look at me like that. You're breaking my heart." His sweet sincerity sends the tears back to the surface. As they slip out and fall down my cheeks, he tries to take me in his arms again, but I shake my head and block him.
"Wait!" I manage to squeak out.
Looking through the shower door, I reach for something to lock onto and see my coffee cup sitting by the sink. My Surreal mug. The sight of it brings the usual gratefulness and I am thankful for the life I lead. I breathe in and out. Then I realize, I didn’t have coffee this morning. Aurei did. He drank from my cup of happiness and he wants to be a part of my life forever. Joy surges through me like never before and I smile as I stare at it becoming grounded and strong again. I truly live a life most people only dream of.
I clear my throat. "First, I'm satisfied! Oh, so satisfied! Second, I'm not hurt! Third, forever is forever for me and I’ll be yours as long as you want me to be!" He lifts our hands and kisses mine. "Fourth, I like it rough! Feel free to pound my pussy." I turn my face to his, confident and in complete control again. But I stare at his chest, not into his eyes. I want to make sure he hears what I am saying.
He sighs relieved.
"Fifth, I'm not a crybaby. I don't know what the fuck that was all about, but my bath was fucking fantastic. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Sixth, I meant to say, 'I'm sorry, Aurei, but I can't believe how lucky I am! You're perfect and you're MY Fucking Golden God!' But it went horribly wrong. You create feelings inside me that I have never felt before. I'm blown away by you!" Then I lift my eyes to his.
His expression changes, instantly. His mouth slackens and he stares at me with a look of utter disbelief on his face. I smile at him knowing what he is about to say and he says it. "Wow, your eyes glow when you cry!"
"Yes, I have been labeled a glowing, green eyed vixen."
He releases my hands as I fall into his arms. "You are so beautiful! Siri, I can't believe how fucking lucky I am. You're perfect, and I will be your … Fucking … Golden God?"
I laugh. "Yes. I named you that the first day I saw you. Your hair looks like a halo and your skin is golden, even your body hair glistens with gold highlights."
He strokes my back. "Well, I don't know about all that, but if it turns you on, you can call me whatever you want!"
I slide my hand down to his cock. It instantly hardens for me. His hand slides up into my hair and he grabs a handful while I stroke it. His Dom vibe is strong again like last night, and I wonder if he is a natural dominant or actually been a Dom before. I decide to gather valuable intel right now.
"I want what you want." I tell him with a very sexy, sultry voice as I slide my body down and kneel before him. Bowing my head, I offer a submissive pose. "I’m happy you approve of the name, Fucking Golden God." Then I reach up and take him in my mouth. I slide his cock in and out with my tongue in short strokes. His hand tightens in my hair and he stops me.
From my submissive view, I glance up at him. His look is dark, but not fierce. "Don’t."
I spit him out and bow my head.
He releases my hair, tips my chin up and says to my face. "I don't want a submissive." He holds his hand out. "Stand up, Siri."
I put mine in his and he pulls me to my feet, then he wraps his arms around me and kisses my hair.
I draw little hearts on his chest. "Aurei, may I give you a blow job?" I look up at him and his expression is priceless. He can’t decide if I’m being submissive again or just asking for permission to suck him off. I grin. "You taste so good! I love your cock!" I squat down in front of him and begin to lick. Sliding my tongue over his head and down his shaft, nibbling as I come back to the tip. I look up at his face.
His expression is still priceless. He doesn’t know if I’m being submissive or dominant and he doesn’t care. It’s all good.
I run my tongue around the head of his penis, then placing my lips on the ridge, I move my head back and forth until he moans my name. Then, I ease him all the way down my throat and hold it there. He groans as I grab his ass and push him deeper. I feel his head slide down the back of my throat.
"Fuck!" He says, grabbing my hair. "You drive me fucking out of my mind!" He guides me in and out, pulling and pushing, then waiting while I lick him, then in and out again.
Bringing him to the brink, drives my own desire over the edge and I feed my own fever with a wild frenzy, sliding my mouth faster and faster.
He grunts like a gorilla, sending me to my feet. "I need to fuck! I need to be fucked! Hard!"
He squats, hooks my legs and lifts me, then slams me into the shower wall, ramming his cock deep. The penetrating stab sends a pleasurable shock through me, satisfying my wild nature like nothing before.
"FUCK YEAH!" I scream out.
He lifts me again and drops my body down on his throbbing cock. He growls and the sound is satisfying too.
I hook his neck with my arms and moan. "Fuck me hard to my core!"
Lifting me off him, he drops me, over and over again, letting my pussy do the pounding. Each time I hit bottom, my clit is smashed against him and the surge of pleasure shoots through me. The closer to bursting he gets, the harder he becomes and the better the stroke inside me. Then he crushes me to the wall, lifts my legs up on his shoulders and pins me so forcefully I don’t need to hold on. Then he fucks me so fast and furious my teeth rattle. "Ho…ly… Fu…ck!" I push out as my orgasm begins. "Go. Go. Go. Go," is all I can say as I spurt on him. When I’m done, he pauses, but keeps me pinned. His face is thunderous and I know to wait. Not to say anything. The best is yet to come. When he begins again, he hammers me just as hard and just as fast. Immediately my clit is singing again and I slip easily to the edge of the cliff. "Oh. Oh. Oh."
His short grunts join mine. Right before his cock shoots off, his hardness drives into my expanding G-spot. When his semen spurts into me, he goes full throttle and sends me spiraling out of this world. "OH..! MY..! FUCKING..! GOD..!" I say between chattering teeth, drowning out his snorting, snarling growls.
When we come back down to earth, I’m completely weak. He slowly lets my legs down and pulls me against him, holding me up as he releases my body from the wall. We breathe together. I marvel at this man as I stare up at his closed eyes. I whisper, "That is the most satisfying feeling in the world!"
"Good," is all he says. I kiss his pecs.
He holds me tight until I stand on my own, then I lean against him and rub his temples. He moans softly and slumps onto me. "That feels so good."
"Good," is all I say. He kisses the top of my hair.
After a little while, he stands up and turns on the shower. Shielding me from the cold water again, he tells me firmly. "I don’t want a submissive, Siri. I want a partner. So if I am your Fucking Golden God, then you are my Good Girl Goddess. Nothing less. Do you understand?"
I peck his lips. "Yes sir."
He grins and shakes his head, not sure if that was a submissive response or not. Then he pulls me under the water and we wash our juices away.
I giggle. "Your phone says something else, you know."
He rolls his eyes and laughs. "Have you played some trickery on my phone this morning?"
I giggle again. "Yeppers."
He chuckles. "Well, I changed your ringtone last night after our kiss."
"Let me guess. Wild Thang."
He laughs. "Affirmative."
"Groovy!" I put my arms around him, hugging him. "I need a nap."
Ninety-Three
When he turns the water off, we discover there is only one towel within reach. He offers it to me. "My Lady."
I smirk at the possessive title, then nod. "Thank you, Sir."
I dry myself while he watches, taking playfully long over my tits and my butt cheeks, jiggling them for him as he grins. "Your turn. Spread 'em." He holds his arms out and spreads his legs, and I give him a pat down. "Tomorrow, I bathe you."
"I like the way you think! Both the tomorrow and the bath."
I pucker up and he gives me a butterfly peck then I hang the towel up to dry. "Seriously, I need a nap."
"Sounds good."
We fall on the bed together. I wiggle over to him. He draws my ass into his embrace to spoon. Pushing his arm under my pillow, he finds the gun. "Have you ever needed this?"
I push the pillow away so I can lay my face on his bicep. "No, but Brutus insists." I wiggle back into him and he puts his arm around me. "I love this position."
"It's nice."
"Tomorrow, you can fuck me like this." He strokes my arm as I drift off to sleep. "I don't ever want to sleep alone again."
I wake to find Aurei twirling a lock of my hair. "Time to wake up, Angel Thang. I didn't let you sleep alone, but I'm starving. What's for breakfast?"
"There's fruit and yogurt in the fridge." I roll over to kiss him.
He pecks my lips and slides off the bed. "Then it's off to my place." He walks into the bathroom and closes the door. I'm doing my stretches when he comes back in so he pauses in the door way to watch.
"I hope you cook because I don't."
"What? A southern girl who doesn't cook? Not even grits and eggs?"
"That's right. Not even grits and eggs." I kiss my foot with a loud smack.
"That's okay. As long as I get to watch this routine every morning, I'll cook breakfast for you."
I crawl to the edge of the bed, put my palms on the floor and drag my legs off into a handstand and walk to the wall. I do 5 handstand pushups, pull one hand off the floor, balance myself and manage to do one on one. When I stand up, I pump the air! Yes! I'm feeling fucking fantastic!
Aurei is leaning against the door frame, relaxed and smiling that beautiful smile at me. I hop over to him, throw my arms around his neck and bounce up to plant a wet kiss on his lips. "Damn! That was amazing!"
I giggle. "Welcome to my world!"
He slaps my ass as he bends over to get his white towel. Watching him wrap it around his waist, my mouth waters at how fucking hot he is just standing there. "Ham and cheese omelets at my place. Get dressed you can help."
"I am starving."
My phone rings and we stare at it.
"Who's calling you?"
"It's the office, probably Lucy calling to reschedule my appointment with Mrs. Smith."
"Well, tell her you are spending the day with a needy friend and you'll be unavailable."
I laugh walking over to the nightstand to answer. "Needy? I wouldn't call you needy."
Aurei whips off his towel, holds it at both ends and twirls it into a tight spiral. The view of him standing there naked in all his golden glory distracts me and I stop to stare. "Don't answer it. Lucy can leave a message." He flicks one end of it at me like a whip. It makes a cracking sound and I squeal, turn then bounce across the bed out of reach of both his assault and the ringing phone. I face him like a cat ready to make my escape from the towel. He smiles a devilishly cute grin. My boobs are hanging down, swinging gently, playing tag. "I'm definitely going to be needy again later today." He smirks.
When the voice mail tone dings, he cinches the towel around his waist, grabs his phone and heads for the door. He turns back and tells me. "Wear blue jeans and cowboy boots if you have some."
I smile. "I might not cook, but I have cowboy boots." He opens the door, laughing. "Hey Moore, where are we going?"
"To the farm."
The door closes. Damn, he can be bossy! But it's such a turn on.
Crawling off the bed, I open my closet. Cowboy boots and pants sounds like we might be going to ride horses! That's why he drives that big truck. I'll need a sports bra. Naw, I think I'll manage in a regular one, and I'll make it bright pink. Gonna keep him needy all day! For a split second, I think of looking for a matching pair of lace panties, but then wonder why. I rarely wear them and he liked my panty-less pussy. I look through the clothes in my closet for proper cowgirl attire, but I haven’t worn anything remotely country in years. I decide on silk and toss a royal blue semi sheer paisley shirt out to the bed. Then, I toss my favorite pair of Gucci jeans. Dropping down to my knees, I have to crawl to the back for the box that holds my treasured pair of Old Gringo boots. Glad not I rescued them from my closet at my Mom's house. I haven’t worn them in years, but I wanted to take them back with me to Vegas to ward off those blue days of depression and thought they may help. I sigh remembering all the good times with my grandparents on their farm. I crawl back out, dragging them with me, and place them by the bed then walk to the dresser. I don't own socks, so these will have to do. I pull out a pair of thigh high black stockings. I sit on the bed, pull them on, then look at my reflection in the mirror. Pink bra, bare ass, and black stockings. Sexy! I laugh. I put the silk shirt on and leave it unbuttoned. I tie it loosely at the waist, Daisy Duke style. The shirt is sheer enough you can see the bra where it touches but it hangs straight, showing my cleavage. Sweet! That'll keep him needy for sure. The jeans are not low riders. They are mid-rise waist so only an inch of my skin peeks out between the jeans and the shirt. Teasing. That works. I slip my boots on over the pants legs and adjust them so they are comfy. I survey my Cowgirl transformation in the mirror. I look like a sexy Cowgirl. Rosa would be proud and Mac's dick would be hard. I laugh, then sigh. I hope they aren't too upset I broke the house rules and left without fucking. I run my fingers through my wavy hair. It’s a mess. I need a hat. I wish I had a proper Cowboy hat, but … this will have to do. I reach for my trusty bad hair day Margaritaville Casino soft jeans ball cap, autographed by Jimmy Buffett himself. Pulling my hair through the hole in the back into a pony tail, I snug it down, then test it. I roll my head, swing my hair and cock my hips. Working it!
Money. I lift the comforter and my black purse slides out. Grabbing the remaining cash, I stuff my pockets, then I pick up my phone on the way out the door. I'll check my message in the hall.
I close the door behind me and sashay to Aurei's end of the floor. I hit voice mail and listen to Lucy tell me. "Good morning, Miss Wright. You have flowers! Too many flowers! You hab good time last night, yes? Good on you! But what do wit dim? Call me."
I call Lucy back and thankfully it goes to voice mail. "Lucy, this is Siri. Have Raymond put the flowers in my apartment. I'm busy today too. I did have a good time last night. Thanks."
