Loving Her: Complete Boxset (Siri's Heart #1-12), page 52
I take a deep breath and inhale the most intoxicating scent. It smells like … cologne and delicious musk. I open my eyes to see this Golden God holding me. My arm and leg are draped over him and I'm stretched out flat against him. I flex my fingers and stroke his soft, smooth skin. He is breathing deep, in and out, sleeping peacefully, and I watch his chest rise and fall.
Aurei. Aurelius Moore. My Golden God. My Fucking Golden God. My Thunderous, Fucking Golden God!
I smile and cuddle, giving him a soft hug. He draws me closer, but doesn't wake. I lay next to him, enjoying the warmth of his body and the peacefulness of this moment while I think about us.
Us. What a beautiful word. Us. Aurei Moore and Siri Wright.
Was it only a week ago I first laid eyes on him? It feels like I've known him forever. Forever. Us.
I kiss his skin. His warmth makes me tingle all over.
Umm. My soul knew the moment our eyes touched that he was the one I had been waiting on. My heart stopped beating and my throat closed on my breath. That's when the world fell away and there was only us. US! That feeling was so overwhelming! When the elevator doors shut and I lost that first connection, I felt something so deep within the core of my being!
I kiss his skin softly again.
Aurei jolted my heart awake! It started pounding wildly in my chest and when my throat released my breath, I literally gasped. That incredible 'awakening' drove me to him.
Is that how he felt when he saw me? Did I jolt his heart awake too? I must have. I giggle inside. He said he kept flying back to Vegas to see me dance and he managed to somehow convince Bart to book him a private VIP room with only me. That's never happened before! He said it cost him a small fortune. I bet! I grin, knowing it must have. Bart is a shrewd manager. I'm sure he got top dollar.
I open my eyes and enjoy the view of his golden torso stretched out here beside me. My head lays on his big, bulging bicep. It's soft, yet firm. It's the perfect pillow. His chest rises and falls with his breath. It's broad and strong. His pecs are perfect! I can't see below his abs for the sheet but I know what is beneath it and everything about him is perfect! I take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Gosh! He was so drop dead gorgeous standing in the lobby, smiling at me. He changed everything for me and he said I changed everything for him too. There is so much to say to him. So much to share. So much to ask! Where are we going to start? I hope he wakes in a talkative mood.... Actually, I hope he wakes with a boner and wants to fuck first! I like fucking!
I slowly turn my face to his and see him looking at me. His emerald green eyes are breathtaking. His lips part in that slow, sexy smile and I watch his tongue between them as he forms his words. "Good morning, Angel Thang. Did you sleep good?"
"I did! I like sleeping with you. You're cuddly." I squeeze him tight as he pulls me closer.
"I like sleeping with you too. You are better than my teddy bear."
"You have a teddy bear you sleep with?" I ask surprised, as I lift my head to look into his face.
He laughs, as he easily pushes my body on top of his and I lay lengthwise, smiling down into his handsome face. "Yes, does that surprise you?"
"Yes, it does." I giggle and place my smiling lips on his laughing ones. My eyes twinkling into his.
"Poor Bear is going to be lonely now that I have a Beautiful Thang to sleep with." His eyes crinkle at the corners.
"Yes, poor Bear. I'm not sharing." I rain down kisses on his perfect pecs. The soft skin makes my mouth water. "Umm, you taste good." I nibble him, then lick, dragging my tongue as far as I can. "Umm. I like the taste of you. It's sweeter than sugar." I cut my eyes and glance up at him. His eyes are hooded and I see the desire building. "I’m going to call you My Sugar Bare." I giggle at him. "B.A.R.E."
He chuckles as he lifts my chest off his and slides my tit into his mouth.
Ah! My pussy floods itself with sweet wetness.
"I will never tire of seeing you there ... doing that." I tell him as I watch his tongue sneak out his lips and roll my nipple around lazily. I feel the exquisite soft tingle it sends to my clit as the connection is made. I exhale my breath on his face, then do a push up off him as I remove that tit from his mouth and slide the other one over for him to taste too. I see his eyes crinkle as he smiles at my gesture. He runs his hands down my back into the crack of my ass and pulls my body up his chest. I arch my back as he sucks hard, keeping my tit in his mouth, not letting it go as he pulls my legs apart, making me straddle him.
He slides his hands back up my legs to my ass and runs his fingers into my crack, where he seizes a butt cheek firmly in one hand, pulls it back, and exposes my vagina to the cold air. With the other hand, he checks the condition of my desire. He slides two fingers in. "You're already wet." He smiles up at me. He pulls them out, then strokes and massages my pussy with my own juice. "Does this feel good?"
I moan.
"Tell me."
"That feels really good." I open my eyes and stare into his green pools.
His lips lay on my left breast directly on the hickey he gave me. "Siri."
My name is so sexy and sensuous the way he says it.
"I want to take you to heaven."
I roll my eyes as they close and my heart squeezes my chest with his sweet words. "You already have, Aurelius."
"No, Siri, I haven't."
"Cloud 9's in heaven." My head rolls with his tongue.
"Cloud 9 is nothing compared to Heaven itself, my Sweet, Wild Thang."
"Are you sure?" I say in a whisper heavy with passion.
"Look at me." I tip my head down and look at him. His eyes look up and straight into mine with a sincerity that makes my mind focus on his words. I watch that sensuous tongue and his luscious, heart shaped lips form his words. "I haven't taken you there ... yet, but I want to."
"Then take me to heaven, Aurei." I squeeze my tits together and hug his face. He moans that throat sound he doesn't know he does.
Fuck, that sound turns me on! I hunch his body and his fingers slide back into me.
When I release his face, his eyes are hungry. "My Wild Thang." He strokes my vagina.
"Umm. More of that, please, Mr. Moore." I hunch his hand and squeeze him with my legs. "That's heavenly."
He chuckles. "That's not even close, Baby Thang. Heaven will be so much more."
"Umm. More of Moore is heaven?"
He chuckles again. "Something like that."
"I don't think it can get much better than it has already been."
He smiles that sexy half smile. "Oh it can, but you will have to trust me."
I run my fingers around his ear then behind his neck and massage him. "My soul has trusted you from that first moment. You can do whatever you like with me! I'm ready and willing! Truly!"
He chuckles harder at my enthusiasm. "I'm glad you are. Let's build on that." His mouth opens wide and he sucks in my tit.
"Ah!" I moan as his fingers fuck and massage my pussy. I watch his mouth on one breast then the other, swapping back and forth.
Fuck! He is a fine feast! And fuck, he knows how to make me lose my fucking mind!
One Hundred Twenty-One
I stare down on his gorgeousness as long as I can, enjoying both the view and the sensations, but he keeps up the intensity until I close my eyes, moaning. My body responds to his expertise, arching and fucking him with small hunches. He finds my g-spot and stays on it, building my desire, as he hunts the exact location of the tip of my clit. When he passes over it, my body tells him with small involuntary jerks. He continues stroking it until my legs are quivering uncontrollably.
I lean my head back. "Ah!"
The world falls away. There is only Aurei and my hunger.
Fuck yeah!
I dig my fingers into his skin as I get ready to burst.
"Argh!" I strain against him.
I hear his deep masculine tone as his voice wraps around me, behind the heavy fog. "Ask my permission."
I open my eyes and listen, trying to focus. I hear again his deep, husky words.
"Ask my permission."
I manage to whisper, knowing I'm not going to make it much longer. "Please!"
The stroking becomes more precise and the roaring in my mind closes out everything else. There is no thought as to why he would make me ask. There is no thought as to what this means. No thought at all. There is only the need to cum. Then I hear him speak again and his voice pierces my core with a powerful peacefulness.
"No, don't beg. I want you to ask my permission."
I strain as I know I'm about to fall over the edge of glory and I have to hurry. I'm quivering now uncontrollably and my fingers are gripping his shoulders as I climb the peak. "May I cum, Sir?"
"Not Sir," he chuckles softly, "Aurei."
I push out a low moan as I give him what he wants without question. "May I cum, Aurei?"
"Oh my Wild Thang, I’m giving you just a taste of more with Moore." He slows the pace of his fingers, extending my pleasure as he continues to suck my tit, flicking the end of the nipple with his tongue as he slowly strokes my pussy.
I lean my head back, crooning and moaning, wanting and needing him to release me, but thoroughly enjoying his masterful control.
"That’s it, Baby. Enjoy my skills."
"Ooooohhhh!" I moan, trying to wait, trying to release the tension, trying not to move. "Oooohhh," I begin to hunch him, not succeeding, unable to wait any longer, having been denied for so long, demanding to be released.
"Hmmmm." He hums loud and long.
The vibration on the tip of my nipple, along with his pure tone caressing my ears, and his finger fucking skills, sends me straight to the drop off. "Fuck," I hang my head to enjoy my cum, forgetting all about asking his permission. My pussy tightens and my clit hardens on his fingers.
He stops. His words penetrate my desperation, demanding and commanding me. "Look at me, Siri."
I lift my head. I can feel a bead of sweat on my upper lip. I open my eyes to look into his piercing gaze. He is smiling at me. I stare into his emerald green eyes, knowing I will never be lost again.
"You may."
He slides his thumb on my g-spot and his finger finds my clit at the same time and instantly, I soar back to the edge. When I tighten on him. my eyes roll back in my head.
His commanding voice is softly, yet firm. "Cum, Baby Thang. Let it go." He latches on my nipple, mashes it between his lips and teeth, clasping it firmly, and pulls gently.
I gasp with the sharp yet sweet sensation.
He licks it, dragging the full length of his tongue over the pinched ridges. The sensation sends sharp, stabbing, shivers down to my clit, making it quiver. I lay my head back and moan with each sensation. "Oh.... Oh.... Oh...."
He flicks the tight tip, hard, thumping it, over and over again. "Now!" He mouths on it.
My mouth involuntarily forms the perfect "O" as I let go. My whole body convulsing with the explosion of a heavenly orgasm. Giving him what he wants and taking what I need.
I hear my own voice from a far off place. The sound fills the room as I moan his music. The image, as I fall over and over again with pure orgasmic ecstasy, is that of his golden hand giving me such exquisite pleasure.
I see it when he reached for my dropped phone. I feel it give me that first tingle from his touch. I see it as he grabbed my arm when he asked if there was someone special. I see it when he reached in, stopping the elevator that pivotal night before the cocktail party. I feel it holding mine against his chest as I felt his heart beat before we danced. And I feel it holding mine, stroking me with his thumb, as we drove from the bar last night. And, now, as my juices spurt from the dance of his fingers, flowing all over his golden hand as I ejaculate.
His hum replaces my music as I collapse on his perfect pecs. "Yes, like that. Good girl." He comforts me, as he continues to caress my pussy until my orgasm is long gone.
I knew that was a real man's hand.
When my breathing has returned to normal, I lift my head and look on his face. His eyes are closed and his expression shows his contentment. I slide off him and cuddle up under his arm, resting my hand on his abs, then close my eyes and drift off into a light sleep.
You are a rock star, Aurelius. My gorgeous Golden God.
Sometime later, he pushes my hand down to his cock. It’s hard. "Umm. Heaven." I whisper.
He snores softly and rolls over to spoon with me, putting his arm over me and pulling me tight to him. I vaguely remember Aurei carrying me to his apartment where he undressed me, showering me with little kisses everywhere, and tucking me in his bed, then he climbed in and spooned with me like he is now. I drift off to a peaceful sleep.
One Hundred Twenty-Two
When I wake, it’s to an empty bed. I stretch my arms over my head and grin from ear to ear. I'm so happy right now! I hear Aurei singing in the shower.
His voice is so smooth. I don't recognize that song. Sounds Country. The flow is slow.
I spread my legs wide and proceed with my morning ritual of stretches. I think of Cat and hear her training voice as she lectures her exotic dancers. "Flexibility is a natural phenomenon. You either have it or you don't, but extreme flexility is earned every day. Stretch, stretch, stretch. Every chance you get ... stretch!"
I miss Cat so much! I can't wait to introduce her to Aurei. I wish I could see her face when she sees his pic. I can see her eyebrows draw together then one goes up as her eyes cut and look down then the smirk as she shakes her head back and forth and sucks her lips. She always makes that face when she sees a new hottie that she would take down and teach a few tricks if she still did that sort of thing.
As I move through my splits, touching my face to my beloved legs, I'm thankful for the life they have given me. When I kiss them, I realize Aurei has stopped singing. I slide off the bed, onto my hands and walk to the front door where I knock out 15 handstand push-ups with ease. I lean off the wall, controlling my balance as I turn toward the kitchen and head that way, putting each hand down carefully. I need coffee. We have a lot to talk about today!
I drop my legs down, arching my back, moving slow and deliberate. Then setting one foot down and stepping forward with the other, I roll up and come face to face with the man of my dreams, who is grinning at me.
"Hi." He laughs and my expression.
He is naked and wet, and damn sure, gorgeous! His golden halo hair is gone. Only a dark, wet, mess sits on top of his head, but it only accentuates his dark brows and makes his bright emerald green eyes glow.
He is a fucking fine feast of a beast!
"Aurei! You're dripping on the floor."
"It's only water."
"A puddle of water. How long have you been standing here?"
"Long enough to see your amazing strength."
"Why didn't you dry off?" I laugh confused.
"I was rinsing when I realized my Sexy Thang might be doing her morning ritual so I came to check."
I laugh at his confession. "It's not anything special, just some stretches and balance work."
He chuckles at me. "Oh, it's special. Trust me on that." He reaches out and takes me in his arms. "And you're special." He kisses the top of my head as I slide my hands to his cock. He lets me stroke him but then he pinches my ass making me yelp. "Not yet, Wild Thang. I need coffee and food first." He backs away. "No trickery. Make us a pot of coffee while I get dressed. Then you can take your shower while I cook you some bacon, eggs and grits. Later we will go to your place and I'll let you contort your beautiful body all around me. I promise."
I sigh heavily and turn to the kitchen. "Ok." But then I remember my plans for him this morning. I put my hands on my hips and spin to face him. "Aurei, I was supposed to bathe you this morning."
He stops at the door. "Tomorrow. You can bathe me tomorrow." He disappears into the bedroom.
"I like the way you think, Mr. Moore." I yell after him.
"Truly." He yells back.
As I make the commanded coffee, and watch the black gold drip into the pot, I realize I don't have any clean clothes here to wear after my shower. I giggle knowing I'm not going to need any either.
Sweet Zeus! I am so very happy right now!
When I pour us both a cup of joe, I head to the bedroom to deliver Aurei his. He is walking out of the bathroom. His hair is towel dried. The light blonde highlights are back. The fresh aroma of his clean cologne dowsed body makes me inhale deeply.
Intoxicating deliciousness!
I hold out his coffee mug and he comes over to get it. "Thanks."
I hold mine up for a toast and he does the same, smiling back at me.
"To: Us." He gives me his big, beautiful smile as we clink our mugs. "Isn't that a beautiful word? Us?"
"Yes, it really is." He takes a sip then dips down for a butterfly kiss and I peck his lips. He turns to the closet and sets his coffee down on the dresser.
I sit on the edge of the bed to watch him get dressed. As he pulls out his dresser drawer and takes a pair of boxer briefs out, I ask. "Do you have to get dressed?"
He gives me a 'what kind of question is that' look, making me laugh.
"Let me explain myself." I argue my point with the 'join me' debate. "I don't have anything clean to put on so I'll be naked."
He ignores me, but smirks, so I try the 'be like me' argument. "I don't like clothes. The less the better."
He shakes his head as he bends over, again ignoring my request, so I continue my argument with the perfect logic. "Your body is perfect, Aurei. You really shouldn't cover it with clothes."
He laughs out loud with that one, but steps in the underwear and pulls them up over his ass anyway. The white Calvin Klein boxer briefs cling to his full, powerful, perfect ass.
I sigh and tell him exactly that. "That's too bad. Your ass is to die for. It's the perfect fucking muscle, you know. Your gluteus is maximus."
He chuckles as he reaches out and takes my hand, pulling me up to stand. Then he kisses my forehead and lays his finger on my lips. "Shush."
