Page 109 of Juliet's Touch

“I have to go soon,” he said, bringing them back from their magical interlude. “But I want to hold you for a few minutes first.”

She’d relish those minutes.

Eric rolled to the side. Unable to control herself, she lunged, taking one firm buttocks cheek into her mouth. She bit down, a bit harder than she intended.

He didn’t seem to mind because chuckling, he rolled out of bed. Strutting, he extinguished all the candles but the one on her nightstand. Once he was finished, he stretched out beside her and pulled the counterpane over them.

Juliet awoke with a start. A large hand pressed into her lower back, and warm breath blew across her neck. “Luv,” a deep voice whispered in her ear.

Opening her eyes, she rolled toward the masculine warmth. The flickering candle cast shadows over the exotic half-mask that had originated in her darkest fantasies. From beneath the mask, the brown eyes that she adored, blinked. As she traced the mismatched halves of leather and silk, lust shot through her hard and fast.

“I’m leaving now,” Knight Roamer said.

“Don’t go yet.” Juliet ran a hand down the front of his shirt until she reached the bulge in his new, tight breeches. Apparently, Knight Roamer wanted her as much as she wanted him. “First, make love to me.”

Her avenging angel groaned. “You will be the death of me.” He reached for his mask.

“No! Leave it on,” she demanded.

Knight Roamer pounced, caging her beneath him. His tongue swept into her mouth.

’Twas as if some libidinous sprite possessed her because not only did she meet his demanding kisses, but she also surpassed his fervor with a foreign aggressiveness. Tackling him, she rolled him onto his back and tugged down his breeches, freeing his cock.

“Good, God.” He grunted. “Juliet, I have to go.”

“Hush, Knight Roamer.” Just let him try to leave before she was satisfied. She straddled his legs and drew his length into her mouth.

Moaning, he rocked his hips to her rhythmic sucking.

Hah!She was getting her way, because her mysterious intruder wasn’t going anywhere just yet. She cradled his bollocks as her mouth worshipped his erection.

With a fierce, guttural roar, he rolled her onto her front. He was instantly on top of her. His body weight pressed her breasts and belly into the mattress, and his stiff cock jabbed her buttocks.

“I hope you are ready to suffer the consequences of your actions, Luv,” he growled against her ear.

Oh, she was ready, all right.

“Knight Roamer has carnal needs,” he said as he reached between her inner thighs and fingered her dripping cunny.

Panting into her pillow she rammed her arse into his pelvis as if she were a feral beast.

Knight Roamer obliged by sliding his thick cock inside her. With each piston of his hips, he thrust harder and deeper.

Needing to see the man who consumed her fantasies, she turned her head to the side. From this submissive position, the only thing she could see was the longer side of the mask that covered his cheek. She stretched out her tongue and licked along the bottom of the fabric.

He clenched his teeth. “I won’t last if you do that again.”

Good! Because she needed to feel his warm seed, shooting into her, right this second.

“Come deep inside me, Knight Roamer.” She licked again, long and slow, and as far as she could reach.

His cock twitched, and his muscles convulsed. “Fuck, Juliet!” His warm seed, that every inch of her craved, shot into her cunny.

Panting, Knight Roamer collapsed on top of her. She absorbed his weight and snuggled her bosom into the mattress and her arse against his pelvis.

“That was heavenly,” she said.

He climbed off her, smacked her arse with a firm, albeit decadent swat, and rolled her so that she was on her back, looking up at him.