Sidequest for Love by L.H. Cosway

I literally couldn’t react. She was beautiful, magnificent, her long blonde hair hanging about her bare shoulders. She was the definition of sexiness, and I was … Well, I was still fully clothed and stiff as a board.

“Neil Durant, are you speechless?” she asked, her voice flirtatious.

“I’m having a moment, so just … give me a moment.”

Her laughter filled my ears, and it was the sweetest sound.

“Take a moment then. I’ll just lay here and get things started.”

She reached for her breasts, and my moment passed. Milliseconds later, I was on her, pushing her hands away as I caught her nipple in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, and she moaned, her head falling back into the pillows.

I palmed her other breast, and her hands went to my shoulders, clawing at my T-shirt. She dragged it up over my head, forcing me to release her nipple, and then she was touching me everywhere. Her soft hands slid across my shoulder blades and down my bare back before fully cupping my backside. A shiver of need tip-toed down my spine.

“Finally, I get what I want,” she said triumphantly, and I groaned, lowering my mouth to her neck before returning to her breasts.

“I’ll be with you shortly. These need more attention.”

“Oh, God,” she gasped when I licked one nipple then the other. My hand drifted down over her silky, rounded stomach to the silky, wet heat between her legs. I stroked her there, and her moans increased. I continued moving down her body until my head was between her legs and I was tasting just how much she wanted me.

The moment my tongue met her clit, she cried out, and I watched as her eyes fell shut and a look of sheer pleasure came over her. I ran my hand along the inside of her thigh before sinking a finger inside her, my mouth still on her clit.

“Fuck, Neil. Yes. There. Keep doing that,” she urged breathlessly, back arching.

A feeling of deep, possessive satisfaction took over me. I flicked my tongue over her clit then made fast circles that had her hands fisting my sheets. Her body drew taut, her moans quieting, and then, she shuddered against my tongue. The pleasure of making her come was like nothing else in this world. I was certain I’d never tire of it.

Afric reached down to stroke my hair away from my face, her fingers caressing my jaw. “You are really very good at that.”

“And you are really very sexy,” I shot back, massaging her thighs.

She bit her lip. “Oh crap, this isn’t good.”

“What isn’t good?”

“I’m having an urge to lock us in this bedroom for the next two days so that you can go down on me for hours at a time.”

A smirk tugged at my lips. “I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

Afric

I didn’t think Neil could ever look more appealing than he did right then, his hair askew, eyes adoring as he gazed up at me, his head resting between my thighs.

I loved him so much.

I’d never loved a man before. He’d literally stolen my heart.

“Come here,” I whispered.

A dark, seductive gleam entered his eyes as he climbed up my body and captured my mouth in a searing kiss. I tasted myself on him, and it sent an erotic shiver through me.

“Neil,” I moaned into the kiss. “I need you now.”

Together, we tugged down his pants, and then his hot, hard erection was against me, skin to skin. I shuddered. He reached over to his nightstand and quickly found a condom. I watched with rapt attention as he slid it down his length. Overcome with need, I grabbed him and flipped us so that I was straddling him. A grunted breath went out of him as I lifted my hips. I inhaled sharply, our gazes locked as I lowered myself down on his cock. He let out a low expletive as I rocked my hips gently, his hands roaming my stomach before coming up to cup my boobs.

“You’re perfect,” he breathed.

“And you’re mine,” I declared.

His eyes lit up at this as he responded, “You’re mine, too.”

I started to rock against him, and the hot, wet slide of his cock as he filled me had my eyes closing in rapture, my head falling back. Neil’s hands were on my hips now.

I opened my eyes and found him looking between our bodies, a dark, erotic gleam in his eyes as he watched his cock go in and out of me. I rocked faster, and he groaned, gazing up at me now like I was a goddess and he was worshipping at my altar.

I soaked up every detail of him, particularly obsessed with how the veins in his throat stood in relief and the masculine cut of his shoulders. I loved our bodies together. We were softness and hard edges.

My inner muscles undulated, and he let out a sound of raw pleasure. I felt him grow even harder, thicker, inside me, and I knew he was close. I wanted to make him come while I rode him. I needed to see his face as he filled me.

“Afric, I’m so close,” he grunted, one hand holding my hip as the other came up to massage my breast.

I pumped my hips, holding his gaze as he strained beneath me. Then, just like that, he flipped us, driving into me from above as he came. “Wow,” I breathed when he lowered himself next to me and pulled me into his warm arms.

Neil’s breathing was ragged as he pressed a kiss to the hollow of my neck.

“We’re going to need to do that again as soon as you’re ready,” I said, a fond note in my voice as Neil continued to try and catch his breath. I felt his teeth graze my shoulder.