68: Kiss me

68: Kiss me
He flicked his tongue over his teeth and inhaled slowly before taking a step closer to her. He placed his hands on her shoulder and buried his nose on the nape of her neck. She stiffened, sensual sensations surging through her muscles, and the hair on her skin rose as he inhaled her intoxicating scents.

She tried to move, but his hands held her still.

“You smell delicious,” He mumbled against her skin, and her cheeks flushed red. Her fists curled and uncurled. She tilted her head to the side slowly, giving him more access to her neck.

He exhaled warmly against her skin and suddenly pulled away leaving her to feel the absence of his lips on her skin. She closed her eyes and slowly gulped, adjusting to the absence.

“Get inside the tub,” he told her, his voice deep and husky and like a command; she found her legs obeying.

She climbed into the warm water and submerged herself inside it; her head was the only thing that was visible. After some minutes, her muscles relaxed. Her eyes bulged when she saw him swiftly unbuttoning his shirt with so much grace. He tossed it to where hers laylazily on the floor and stepped out of his trousers.. She gulped at the sight of the weapon he wielded between his legs. It wasn’t the first time she was seeing a semi-naked man,, but why didshe feel this way? Why does she feel like the blood in her veins ishot? Why does her heart thud and beat so erratically in her chest,, and why is her clit throbbing and begging to be touched?

He picked up the washcloth and approached the tub. Her chest rose and fell as he dipped his hand inside the water in anticipation of his touch. Her breath hitched in her throat when his hand grabbed her leg gently, and the washcloth carefully glided against her skin. Her back arched,, and she mentally reminded herself to relax.

“I’ve… never been bathed by… a man before.” Her breath shook, and he lifted his head to look at her. Their eyes met, and all she could see in his eyes was gentleness. He looked too gentle, and she hated that she didn’t know what was going on in his mind.

“Then relax and enjoy it.” He answered, and his eyes lingered for too long; she had to look away first, trying to keep a straight face.

He lifted her leg from the water and wiped away the lather with the washcloth before pressing his lips against her ankle.

Her butt shifted, and she tried to pull away, then he raised his head to look at her. Her flushed face made his heart flutter, and he winked at her.

“Checking if it’s clean.” He said, shrugging, and Athena’s eyes almost widened.

“It’s clean,” she said, her breath shaking, and Alaris squinted his eyes and looked between her and her leg in his hand.

“Is it?” He asked, not convinced, and Athena pressed her lips together.

He leaned down, and a loud gasp escaped her lips when his warm tongue glided against the skin of her leg upward and stopped right at her knee.

“Now, this is clean.” He mumbled against her knee and dropped her leg back in the water.

Athena drew in a sharp, shaky breath and tried her best to keep a straight face. She wanted him to continue, to keep gliding his tongue over her leg all the way up, and at the same time, she wanted to take things slow.

“Aren’t you going to wash my second leg?” The question slipped out of her mouth, and she immediately pressed her lips together. She had said something she was not supposed to say.

“I meant to say, the water is cold, and I can bath myself.” She hurriedly explained, nervousness written all over her face.

Alaris’s lips twitched, and he watched her in amusement. Listening to her and watching her struggle with her inner desire was a delight.

“Stop doing that,” he said, not taking his eyes off her face. Her face frowned, and he could tell she wasn’t aware of what she was doing, the effect her unspoken actions had on him.

“What is that?” Her voice cracked, and he crawled forward towards her head region.

“You are tempting me, Athena.” Her name sounded deep in his throat. It was sultry and…

“Do not bite on your lip if you don’t want me sucking it until you are out of breath.” He warned, his eyes flashing black and returning to their original colour.

“Kiss me.” She blurted, her eyes glued to his face, and she saw how his eyes widened and shone bright before returning back to normal quickly.

She wanted to reach her hand out and pinch his nose. He looked too cute.

“Is that an invitation?” He laughed softly, not taking his gaze off her. His desire was evident in his eyes, and so was hers. He wanted her, every bit of her, but did she want him too? Does her body ache to be touched by him?

“Don’t you want to kiss me?” She retorted, her voice meek. She didn’t have the courage to repeat what she said earlier. Wherever that courage came from, it had disappeared.

His thumb brushed against her lips, and they quavered.

“I would like to kiss you.” He said and leaned closer. His nose brushed against hers, and their breath mixed together. Athena shut her eyes, anticipating his warm lips to possess hers, and a soft moan escaped her mouth when his lips connected with hers. Sparks flew to every sensitive corner of her body, and she found herself wrapping her arms around him, pulling him closer and kissing him back. He loved it. He loved the way she gently kissed him back.

He pulled away and allowed her to take in air before burying his face in her neck. He gently nibbled on every inch of her neck down her chest before stopping at the middle line that divides her boobs.

He flicked his tongue over his teeth and resisted the urge to bury his teeth in her soft glowing boob.

“I want to suck them until they start aching.” He said, eyes lustily fixed on her erect nipples.

“Suck them, Alaris. Don’t keep them waiting.” Athena said breathlessly and arched her chest forward. She wanted him. She wanted his mouth on her boobs. She wanted to experience the pleasure she had denied herself.

He raised his head and looked at her for confirmation. He took her silence as a yes, and while maintaining eye contact with her, he skilfully captured her nipple with his mouth, and her eyes shut close as she gripped the tub for support. His other hand carefully caressed and fondled her second boobs, and she moaned in pleasure, her heart racing too fast. He groaned with her nipple in his mouth, and she jutted. Her body twisted as she reached her peak.

“A-larisss”, she cried out in ecstasy, and he rolled his tongue over her tilt, allowing her to wallow and recover from the exhaustion, excitement and pleasure that exploded in her.

With her nipple still in his mouth, he looked up at her and saw beads of sweat on her face, her chest rising and falling erratically. He loved how she looked. How she cried out his name.

“Let’s get married,” He said against her tilt, and her exhausted eyes shut and opened.