Aurelia
He brushed his thumb over my lower lip and the world narrowed to the space between us. His other hand slid to my ponytail, holding.
"This is for you" he repeated. The words, a promise in the dark.
Then he moved,guiding me to the wall of the dark hallway. His body pinned me there, trapped against his heat and the cold sleek wall.
Then his lips were on mine. The kiss wasn't like before. This was slower, deeper, deliberate claim that stole the remaining air away form my lungs and the strength on my knees.
I sighed, melting from the depth of his kiss. His lips trailed down my jaw, down to the fluttering pulse of my neck. He stopped there, planting a kiss that made me gasp.
His hand smoothed the silk fabric of my gown, finding the side slit on my thigh. His fingers slid beneath the fabric, hiking it up. A half- moan escaped from my throat as his lips continued it's devastating path lower. His other hand left my hair and travelled down, sliding the single arm of my gown down my shoulder. I gasped as the cold air hit my erected peaks.
Jayvion's eyes glinted as he took in my bare chest, the hand on my waist rubbing my waist on slow torturous circle.
Then his warm lips covered one of my peaks. My head fell back against the wall with a soft thud. A low groan escaped from him.
"J-jayv.." his name was a prayer and a plea.
"Hush" the command was whispered against my skin. He sucked, flicked, fondled both of my peaks while I bit my lips, fighting back my moans but to no avail.
One of his hands came to my wrist and I heard a soft snick of my bracelet unlocking. Then, the amethyst crystals fell on the floor.
"The pleasure I give you would be your only ornament, tonight" his voice was rough, thick, a heated caress on my bare exposed skin.
Then he was sinking on his knees. The sight alone left me breathless. Jayvion Carell, in his crisp dark suit. On his knees before me. In the dim hallway of his penthouse.
His amber eyes looked up, holding mine as his hands pushed the slit further up. He didn't look away. He watched every shock. Every confusion. Every anticipation on my face as he hooked his fingers on my lace and pulled it slowly down my legs. I was laid bare, my most vulnerable and intimate part exposed under his dissecting gaze.
"Eyes on me, Aurelia" his command was hypnotizing. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to.
Jayvion
"Eyes on me, Aurelia" I wanted her to see who was ruining her. I wanted her to see whom she belongs to. Her obedience, the dazed lock of her brown eyes was more intoxicating than any whiskey. I pushed her legs further apart. Then I bowed my head.
The first lick was a whisper, a promise. She tasted simply divine. A reward for three years. Lavender, salt, and something uniquely addictively her. She tasted even better than the last.
I worshipped her with my tongue, each lick longer than the last.
"Jayvion" she gasped, tangling her fingers on my hair. Not to guide, but to cling. As if she was drowning and I was her only salvation.
Then my mouth turned relentless. Merciless. Fast as I built her climax, eating her up. Her moans turned louder, her fingers tightening on my hair.
"Jayv..." She was so close. So fucking close. I could have tipped her over the edge with a single lick. But ruinous things should be earned.
I slowed. Drew back just enough to let her feel the agonizing denial of her need. I gave her a short torturous languid lick, letting her hover there, with a maddening need for release. She whimpered in both frustration and plea.
I breathed in her scent, my lips brushing over her inner thigh. I looked up, my lips glistening with her juice, eyes holding a dark, devastating knowledge that made her shudder. Good.
Then I spoke, the words a dark secret that she thought she hid so well. I made sure she felt the vibration of my voice deep within her soul.
"Happy birthday, Aurelia"