The Ghost of Greece ~ A Drakos Dynasty Novel~

9 - The truth comes in waves of pleasure

Taking a few steps towards the bed, he was now within reaching distance of her hands and damn did they feel good on his skin. She touched, groped and ran her fingertips with haste. Across his chiseled chest, down his arms and sliding one finger inside his waist band she ran it from left to right. He actually shivered in delight and reached out to claim her in his arms. She shook her head now and placed his arms back at his sides. Sitting up as tall as she could on her knees, Scarlett placed her lips slowly on his. She caressed them softly brushing, a hot breath escaped as she did. One eyebrow went up on his face and he watched intently enjoying every sensation she was creating. A few caresses on his lips moved to across his jawline, behind his ear, catching a soft nibble on his lobe before sliding kisses deployed down his neckline. It was like her lips were making love to every inch of his skin. Kristos wanted this and her but in his inner most voices they were begging him to stop. The struggle for him had always been to never, ever get to close. And definitely, no matter how tempting, certainly not fall for the four letter word. Love. I am not in love, just needing this to finish out. He reassured himself with less confidence than intended.

Placing a hand on either side of him she ran them down taking his underwear with it. As she leaned forward to drop them to the floor, he lips flicked across his hipline. Had she moved a centimeter down, she would have had all of his hardness in her face.  One hand came up to surround his rod and stroke it slowly up and down. His wits were dead and her demands were all he could follow. The consciousness of what she was doing to him was infinite. Kissing his chest and stroking him with a bit more speed he knew she wanted to make him release at her hand. This was not the way it would work but in truth he was too enthralled and weak to make it stop.

“On the bed, on your back. Now.” She whispered in a husky, sultry tone.

Releasing him from her hand he followed through with the orders. Laying in the center of the bed, Scarlet spun around and straddled his thighs. Leaning over to kiss his skin, her breasts surrounded either side of his c**k perfectly causing him to push forward into the nook of her chest.

“Now, now. Patience.” She purred on his skin.

He grabbed her hair in one hand and pulled her head back off his skin. The deviant smile that crossed her lips told him so many things he hadn’t expected. She winked a pulled his hand from her hair. Placing both hands over his head she leaned forward and kissed his lips while positioning herself steadily over top the top of his hardness. The wetness she created was slowly dripping down onto him. He growled in his chest and plunged his tongue into her mouth. Sliding down slowly, all of creation became motionless. They fit like lost puzzle pieces. She took it all and mounted him as if they were meant to be connected just so. Pulling back up with her hips she slid back down slowly. Kristos’ eyes closed, his body implored to plunge fast and pound harder but she held his hand firmly over his head and continued to take her time.

The minutes were exasperating yet unequivocally mesmerizing as she started to pick up speed. Releasing his arms she sat up taller and began to push to and fro with more force. She wasn’t pleasing him, he realized suddenly, she was pleasing herself first. This was not what Kristos was used to. He was always the focus of attention with his paid companionship. It wasn’t long her paced quickened and he realized the enjoyment in watching and feeling her get off was like nothing he had ever truly experienced. She used his c**k and his body for her own personal gain. Reaching down to his hands she placed them on her breasts as she pushed and pulled hard around him, egging on his orgasm. Her moans were real, nearly primal and his own breathing was from the vibrations her inner walls were creating around his c**k. The feel of her breasts with hardened n*****s and bouncing as he was pushed to his limit inside her, over and over again, was like nothing ever undergone with a woman in his bed.

Her body shook and he could feel as her inner walls pumped and milked his c**k inside her, the second wave of orgasm was very near. Releasing her breasts, Kristos lifted his knees and placed his heels on the edge of the bed. Widening his thighs and placing a hand on each hip he ground into her with more force. She was bucking and moaning as if never before satiated her heat. He wanted to hear his name, to hear her moan long and satisfied.

“Oh Kristos right there. More… harder…” She gasped.

He needed no other invitations. Using all his force and rolling his hips in time with her thrusts down and around. They moved in perfect synchronicity. No longer able to hold his own waves of pleasure he pushed forth hard and fast three times releasing all he was into her. She cried out as if in a level of pleasurable pain not even she could endure. Arching back onto his knees slightly she rode out her bodies quivering and allowed his body to calm before sliding off to his side. Neither could breath. Neither could speak. The room reeked of s*x and consummation.