The Emperor

He cupped one breast through the soft filmy material of her gown and rubbed her nipple into a tight peak. When he heard her beg his name, he finished seducing her with his words, so he could let his body take over. “And not to mention the shower. Lathering up your soft silky body until you're all covered in some sweet smelling soap and then watching the shower spray run down your body, rinsing your breasts, your belly, all the way down to just about ... here.” He touched her between her thighs, rubbing her V with his index finger. Her hips arched up off the bed, and she moaned deeply. That was all he needed. All he could take.

Gideon rose to a seated position and helped Lori pull off the gown. Then he looked his fill. All that stood between him and paradise was a few inches of space. With her hair all around her shoulders and curling around one nipple, eyes half-closed with passion, lips parted slightly and swollen from his kisses, she looked like an offering.

Gideon left the bed and stripped off his clothes, then reached down with one hand and cupped the silky softness of her mound. He lay back down on top of her and pulled her close, breathing in her scent, feeling the way her heart raced out of control. It was as he was looking into her heavy-lidded eyes that Gideon asked, “Do you want me, baby?” He pushed his arousal against her thigh, proving just how badly he wanted her.

But when she only nodded, his voice turned harsh. “No, damn it, that's not good enough. I asked if you wanted me. I want to hear you say it, baby. I want to know what you want."

"I do want you. I want it all, please.” She cried out, squirming under him.

"That's right, baby. That's a good girl.” He cooed, as he leaned down, rewarding her with a light teasing kiss.

He rose back up and made her beg some more. “I want you, too, and you'll give me what I want, won't you, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Gideon. Oh, God, yes!” Lori screamed. Pleaded. Beyond caring about propriety.

The time for words was long past. He leaned his head back down to the pillowy softness of her breasts and squeezed them both with his hands, first kissing one then licking the other, relishing their fullness. He nuzzled his face in the valley between, and she whimpered. Gideon inhaled her sweet scent, deliberately driving himself mad. She was a powerful mix of heat and aroused woman.

He didn't think he could wait another second to be inside of her. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted to give her something she couldn't get with any other man. If he pleased her well enough, she'd come back for more. Need more.

Gideon reached down between their bodies and caressed her tiny bud. She moaned and he watched her twist and thrash as his fingers continued their torture. He delved his middle finger into her wet opening, letting his thumb slide over her swollen clitoris. He heard her scream. Gideon couldn't believe how resp

onsive she was. Every moan and shudder drove him higher and higher. Her pussy tightened around his finger, and he closed his eyes, reveling in the delicious torture. He ached for his cock to feel that squeeze.

"Christ, you're tight.” He wasn't sure who would be the one begging by the time they were finished. Then all thought fled as she began bucking wildly beneath him. Gideon pulled his finger free of her and put his mouth to her instead, aching for a taste of her tangy juice. He licked and teased her with his tongue, and when she plunged her fingers into his hair and shouted out her climax, he nearly came with her.

He kept his mouth to her until the spasms subsided. Then he lifted up and touched his index finger to her lips. “Taste yourself for me.” Gideon watched as she sucked his finger into her mouth and licked it clean. “Mmm, see how sweet you are?” Not waiting for an answer, Gideon twisted around and grabbed a condom from the bedside table, then positioned himself at her cleft and waited. His voice was a strained command. “Open your eyes. I want you watching."

Lori's eyelids fluttered open. “Don't hurt me."

Gideon heard her fear, and he saw the weariness in her eyes. He was taken aback for a second. But then it dawned. “Sweetheart, have you been with anyone since Rick?"

She shook her head, and he cursed himself for not asking sooner. He kissed her lightly then slid his tongue down her chin to her throat. He tasted her erratic pulse and felt her excitement. He made a leisurely path farther down and licked one nipple. He nipped at it and sucked it into his mouth tasting her sweet skin. But it wasn't enough. He needed to know her thoughts; he wanted to be inside her mind when he took her to heaven.

Slowly, Gideon lifted his head and spoke more gently this time. “What I'm going to do won't hurt. Do you trust me?"

In a breathless whisper, she said, “Yes, Gideon."

Gideon saw trust in her eyes, and it made him feel ten feet tall. He responded by slowly pushing into her narrow passage. “God, you feel so good. So damn hot and tight.” As she shuddered, Gideon swiftly let down the wall inside his mind he'd been holding firmly in place and allowed himself the luxury of drowning on her wildly erotic thoughts.

They came at him in spasmodic and fragmented bits and pieces. He nearly exploded at the excitement Lori was feeling. He pushed a little farther into her; her pussy squeezed him beyond reason. He had to stop or he wasn't going to last. As she became accustomed to his size, she started to push her hips against his, driving him mad.

"If we don't slow down, I'm going to come,” he admitted.

She devoured him with her gaze. “Isn't that the plan?"

Overcome by tenderness, Gideon leaned down and pressed his lips to her throat. “Yes, but not so soon."

"Oh."

He continued to tease her jumpy vein with his tongue. She shuddered beneath him and moaned his name. “Are you okay?"

"You're a little bigger than average, but I'm fine."

Her voice was breathless, and it urged him on. He pushed a little farther inside, her body clenching around him like a fist. They both whimpered. “Is bigger a good thing?"

"Oh my, yes."

Her lips parted. The pink flush over her cheeks and neck spurred him on. He started moving in a sensual rhythm, sliding in and out, taking his time, filling her to the hilt. It wasn't enough, would never be enough. He rose up and hooked his arms beneath her knees and spread her wider, then thrust in hard, fast.