Page 114 of Ricardo

I have never felt more possessive of anything in my life.

I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean, savoring the taste of her.

Sweet. Musky. Utterly intoxicating.

She is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted.

And I am not even close to being done with her.

I lay beside her now, braced on one elbow and just watch. Her legs are splayed out on the blanket, her body bathed in the flickering firelight, and she is the most open, the most vulnerable, that she has been with me all night.

I am tempted to let her rest.

To let her catch her breath, to let her body recover.

But I can't.

Not after the most beautiful orgasm I’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing. I am still rock hard, and all I can think about is burying myself inside her and feeling her come around me like that.

My cock is so hard it's painful.

But I know I can't just take what I want.

She has given me so much tonight. More than she knows.

She has trusted me with her body, with her desires, with her vulnerability.

She has let me see the ugliest parts of her, the parts she has spent a lifetime trying to hide.

If that is all she is willing to give tonight, then that will be it. And I'll consider myself the luckiest man alive for having had it.

But hopefully, that won't be all.

After a while, her eyes flutter.

I reach out and tuck a stray strand of her flaming hair behind her ear.

"Welcome back," I murmur, a lazy smile on my face.

Her eyes open, and she looks up at me, her gaze dazed and unfocused, but there is no shame in them. No regret.

And that is my victory.

"Wow," she breathes, her voice a husky whisper. "Just... wow."

My chest swells with masculine pride.

I chuckle, smug and satisfied. "I take it you enjoyed that.”

She turns her head to the side, her cheek pressed against the blanket, and looks at me, her lips curved into a sated, sleepy smile.

"Understatement of the century," she says.

I preen. I can't help it.

"You," she continues, her voice still a little breathless, "are very, very good at that."

"I had a very good subject," I say.