Chapter 191

A few minutes later, the door opened, and Charles came into the hotel suite’s bedroom. I hadn’t opened my eyes, but I could smell his vetiver.

He shut the door behind him, and the bed jiggled when he sat on the corner of it. “Are you all right, Elena?”

I nodded but didn’t open my eyes.

He lay down next to me and pressed a kiss to the side of my head. “Are you sure you’re all right?”

“I haven’t figured anything out yet. If that’s what you’re getting at. Everything is all just swirling round and round in my head like some ferocious whirlpool of thoughts. It’s going to take me down with it.”

He reached across my body and tweaked my nipple. “Can I take your mind off of things?” he asked.

This time, I cracked an eye and looked at him. “I’m not really in the mood.”

“How about this?” he said. “I’m not going to worry about putting you in the mood. I’m just going to worry about putting you in any other mood aside from the one you’re in.”

He started undoing the buttons on my shirt. “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself in the shower after if I have to. Right now, it’s all about you. If at any point you want to let me join in, by all means, say the word, and I will accommodate.”

I chuckled at this. “So selfless of you.”

“Hey, I’m putting the control in your hands here.”

He put his mouth on my nipple and sucked. The little nub of flesh stood upright, and a small wave of pleasure rippled through my body. Okay, this wasn’t the worst way to be distracted.

Charles lapped at my nipples, tweaking and massaging and running his tongue around the rims until I was breathing heavily and leaning toward him, arching my back. He kissed along my neck and my collarbones and along my shoulders.

He kissed down my stomach, undoing the front of my skirt as he reached the top. He unzipped it and slipped it down my thighs, making sure that his fingers grazed my skin the whole way. Then he kissed up the inside of my thigh until he reached the highest point.

There, he gently parted my knees, and I kissed all along my lower lips, tracing the inner edges before stopping at the upper tip of my lady petals. He started using his tongue, searching out my clit and circling around it.

I groaned and gripped at the sheets, bunching up the comforter in my hands. I couldn’t help but pull up my knees and open my legs wider, inviting him to insert his tongue and taste me while bringing me to pleasure.

He kissed and lapped and used his fingers to smooth along the edges where his tongue wasn’t. Inside me, the pressure mounted and built. I squirmed all over the bed.

That’s when he stopped and went back right to the top of my body, kissing down my neck and pausing to play with my nipples yet again.

I squirmed my hips in desperation, looking for an outlet. Finally, I tried to reach between my own legs to pleasure myself. Charles swatted my hand away and looked up at me, a gleaming grin on his face.

He worked his way, agonizingly slowly, down my torso before finally going between my legs again.

“Oh, Goddess!” I cried out as he thrust his tongue inside me.

I gripped at the back of his head, pressing his face into me. “Goddess,” I cried. “Oh, please, Charles. I need you inside me.”

I had begged out loud. He’d actually made me beg.

I bit my lip when he pulled back and gave me a gleaming grin, and then took a condom out of his pocket. He unzipped the front of his pants and pushed those and his boxers down his thighs, letting his erection spring free.

Excitement and anticipation pulsed through my body like a throb between my legs. It took him forever to put the damn condom on, but not long enough to override my sense of apprehension about getting pregnant. I could wait.

Charles poised above me, still teasing me, a mocking grin on his face as he waited. He reached his fingers between my legs as if checking to make sure my opening was moist enough to invite him in.

When he entered with a firm thrust, it pushed my head back, and my eyes fluttered shut. That wave was there. I was on the crest of it. Another stroke or two, and I broke, digging my fingernails into his buttocks and pulling him inside me.

He laughed, trying to thrust but struggling in my grip. “I can’t cum when you do that,” he said. “I haven’t been inside long enough.”

But it didn’t matter. His words bounced around my brain. The ecstasy coursing through my body tossed them aside.

I finally loosened my grip and allowed him to move again. He settled into a rhythm with a chuckle and brought his nose to my ear.

“I take it that was good for you?”

I could hear the smile in his voice. “Yes,” I panted.

I skimmed my hands across his back, feeling the muscles in his torso and hips flex as he thrust himself inside me.

“Have I sufficiently distracted you?” he asked, nibbling up my ear.

“Yes,” I gasped again.

“You just keep saying that word,” he crooned, and he reached up, tweaking my nipple.

The excitement, which had never fully died out from my orgasm, started to build up again. I squirmed around, sweat beading underneath my breasts. My body was both pushed to its limits and desiring even more of this attention.

When he sped up, and I knew he was getting close, I put my hand between my legs and rubbed at my clit in time with his motions. When he groaned, and his buttocks tightened as he let his load go, I crested the second wave and cried out like he’d asked me to. “Yes! Yes! Charles. Fuck, yes!”

A few more thrusts, and he lowered himself to pant out the last of his climax into my shoulder.

“Yes?” he asked, teasing in his tone.

“Huh?” I panted, my brain feeling soft and fuzzy.

“You said my name. Charles. Did you need something?”

“You’re the best,” I gasped.

He let out a satisfied chuckle and snuggled in against the side of me. “Now, that is a phrase a man never gets tired of hearing. It took a lot of work to hold myself back. Although, I had no doubts you’d let me in, eventually. I’m just that good.”

I poked his chest and laughed. “I want to tease you, but in this case, I think you might be right,” I said.

“Of course, I’m right. And I’m always the best in bed.” He nuzzled in playfully, nipping at my neck. “You may be the goddess’s gift to Orlune. But I am her gifted one in the bedroom.”

This time, I burst out laughing so hard it hurt my sides.

He grinned at me. “And now that we’ve thoroughly messed up the hotel room, I think it’s time for us to take a very fast shower and get out of here so we can make our flight.”

“As much as I would completely love to repeat what just happened here, I don’t think I have the energy today,” I murmured. “I think a nice long plane ride home will be just the thing. But…” I propped myself up on my elbow and stared at him. “If I’m still stressed. Can we do this again tomorrow?”

This time, he’s the one who laughed. “I wouldn’t miss it.”