Beringia : A sci-fi BWWM Romance by Cox Tierra

Author:Cox, Tierra [Cox, Tierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter eleven

Maksim

T he taste of her mouth is unexplainable. It's sweet, clean, fresh and an experience that I am now addicted to. Rome opens her mouth and my tongue slides into hers. She places her hands on my thighs and I shift my hands to cup her neck. One of my hands finds it's way around the back of her neck. The other slides up her throat, and I wish we were in my room.

I wish she'd ask me to take off her clothes and do what I wish I was yesterday. I want her to ask me to touch her like she was touching herself. I want to slide my fingers between her folds. I need to see how wet she becomes, how warm she is. Rome pulls back from my kiss, she's panting. Her chest rises and falls. Her eyes are soft and wanting.

"Maksim." She breathes slowly.

Maybe I shouldn't ask? "Computer dim the lights in area 2 to 25%" I say in Russian and she squeaks when the room darkens. My hands shift to her waist and I lift Rome from the chair to the medical table. It's clean, she's fine. My lips attack her neck and shoulders. I'm kissing and nipping her tender flesh and her hands are on my chest and back. Her nails can't rach my skin, but they leave lines of pleasure that I wish to feel against my flesh.

She's not saying anything. Not when my hands carefully cup her breasts. Not when they drag down her waist and reach the band of her shorts. She doesn't make a sound until I've pulled them down.

"Maksim, what are-" Maybe it's best she doesn't say anything. Silencing her with a swift and hard kiss, I pull her to the edge and slide the shorts down her ankles. Of course she's not wearing panties. The smell of her body wafts into my nose and my cock strains against my pants.

I shouldn't waste time, and as I lower myself in front of her, Rome lifts both hands, slipping her fingers into my hair. She hisses when my mouth makes contact with her warm flesh. She tastes sweet and musky. The taste of her will live forever on my tongue. Days from now, I will think about this moment and be able to recall her flavor with distinct clarity. My tongue delves in between her folds and licks around her clit. The small bud of nerves can be overstimulated and cause a release of hormones and pleasure. I want to be the cause of Rome's rapture. I need to be the one that makes her body writhe in a indulgence so thick that nearly causes her pain.

Slowly , I tell myself. I want to savor this. I want to make this good for her and I want to know the exact moment she comes apart under my ministrations. Very carefully, I tighten my hands around Rome's thighs and pull them apart. She offers no resistance when my fingers press into her flesh.

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