Never

Never


I touched her clit again and inserted a finger. A choked sound came from her throat, and I waited.
"Okay?" I wanted to please her, to give her pleasure, not frighten her, and I waited for her assent before pressing further.
"Please, Arturo "she gasped, but her eyes were wide as if she didn't know what she wanted as her hips continued to move.
"Arturo . " The sound almost reverberated through my body." Call me Arturo . "I wanted all his passion, all his intimacy . "And you are Amara ."
I pulled my finger out a little and slipped it back in, enjoying the little cry of pleasure trapped between our lips. I moved again and stretched my thumb out to rub her clit, setting a rhythm that her body obeyed.
I followed the same rhythm, moving with her, not knowing who was commanding whom, who was controlling whom, as my cock sought friction against my pants, and I moaned against Amara's lips as my tongue pushed into her mouth. Her breathing became more and more agitated.
So close.... So close....
"Amara... Amara... "I whispered her name. A command. An incantation. A mantra. My whole body moved against hers, my cock brushing against the outside of her thigh, mirroring everything I wanted to do on her, inside her, as I became aroused.
Tension entered her muscles and she stiffened against me as she inhaled deeply and the soft walls of her pussy pulsed around my finger, the strong contractions sending a bolt of desire through me as I continued to move, gently and slowly to help her down.
She was breathing heavily, and the blush returned to her cheeks as I pulled my finger away from her body and adjusted her panties. I adjusted her dress and chuckled, and her gaze met mine.
"Oh "her teeth clenched briefly against her lip." I mean, thank you..."

I put a finger to her mouth, uninterested in the gratitude I was embarrassed. "There's so much more," I murmured. "A lot more. And I'll do it all for you later."
She nodded once, with a jerky motion, and didn't flinch at my look. "Okay."
Surprise stole my voice at her response and her attitude, and my cock hardened painfully, harder than ever. I rubbed my pants with my palm, getting even more aroused as my other hand lingered on the privacy screen controls. I wanted so badly to turn around, go home and reclaim my virginity.
But Jenson's voice came clearly over the loudspeaker, "Arriving in two minutes, sir."
And my opportunity vanished as quickly as it presented itself. I took Leia's hand. "Ready?"
She exhaled deeply. "To meet your family?" Her eyes twinkled in amusement. "Never."
I smiled in response and then froze when her fingers touched my cheek.

"You should smile more. " She looked thoughtful, but before I could lean into her touch, selfishly taking more of her for myself, she pulled back and looked out the window.
The countryside here was denser, less inhabited, and if I rolled down the windows, sweet, soft marsh air came in, bringing with it the green scent of vegetation and growing things.
I leaned back as I intertwined Amara's fingers with mine before resting our joined hands on my thigh, teasing me as much as comforting me with their proximity. Fuck, I missed that wild Louisiana smell and the memories it brought back.
I'd known this area since it was little more than a wilderness, with nature at its finest, and coming back relaxed me as it felt like home. I breathed with more relief as I basked in the memories of the past and recalled all that my ancestors had seen and done here.
But coming back here as the new king not yet confirmed... That was different.
We turned into the long driveway of my ancestral home, from where my father had ruled. The mansion was set back from the road. To anyone else, it would have looked like just another country road, one of many that perhaps only locals used, but to me, this was home. Century-old trees lined our path, their branches covered with Spanish moss that glistened silver when the headlights shone on them. Occasionally, the tips of the foliage brushed the limo's roof, and my ear caught the soft rustle of leaves.
As we approached the house, every window seemed to light up to welcome us, and people rushed in through the front door, descending from vehicles that formed a slow line around the wide circular driveway. A fountain adorned the center, and Amara almost stuck her face to the glass to get a closer look as naked Venus bathed in full view of passersby.
Someone had placed colored lights among the trees up there, and they emitted a delicate welcoming light.
I leaned forward as Jenson joined the line of cars, waiting for our turn to get out of the limo and join the party, and my hand tightened protectively around Amara's . This was a moment of great triumph and, at the same time, a moment to be cautious. I needed to make my position known.
When Jenson gently paused, I slid out of my seat and held out my hand for Amara to join me. Her eyes widened and she hesitated at the edge of the seat; her gaze darted to the house and then upward as she took in the vastness of the building, the majestic columns rising two stories high and the wide balcony that spanned the façade.
"Your family lives here? "Her voice was little more than a whisper.
"Yes. "I leaned forward, giving my next words a conspiratorial air." It needs some renovations, but they're happy."
He held his breath, looked at me and narrowed his eyes. "It needs renovations, no way! This place is perfect."
I nodded in acknowledgement as pleasure squeezed my chest.
"You are perfect. " The words came out of my mouth, so quietly I almost hoped he hadn't heard them, but his gaze, resting briefly on mine, told me he had.
I wanted to give her all of this. Perfection. Wealth. Power.
She deserved no less, and the wonder on her face hurt my heart because clearly she had never experienced the life she was supposed to have.
This life.