And I wouldn’t regret a single moment.
CHAPTER 10 – LAKE
OUR FINGERS AND LIPS touched simultaneously. The kiss we shared was as sensual as the gentle clasping of our fingers.
I didn’t give a damn what it cost me; I would move heaven and earth to make Xiomara mine. After making the mistake of letting her get away from me once before, it wouldn’t happen again.
Disentangling our fingers, I moved my hands to her body, gently cupping her hips. The smoothness of her skin was intriguing to my fingers, making it difficult for me to stop touching her as I ran my fingers along her sides.
The tiny moans and whimpers that she released in my mouth were incongruent with the woman that had returned to Sunset Harbor, so full of power, strength, and determination.
The sounds she released in my arms made her sound almost helpless underneath my touch.
I loved that.
Wrapping my fingers in her hair, I tilted her head back, giving me access to her neck. Pressing soft, subtle kisses there, I relished in the brown sugar taste against my tongue.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment?” I asked as I continued kissing her neck and shoulders until I’d rolled her onto her back.
“No,” she panted.
Lying underneath me, eyes wide, she waited for my answer.
Clasping her hands once again, I pulled them above her head, straddled her, and said, “Since the day that you walked out of my life.”
Xiomara bit down on her bottom lip and said, “Then give it to me now.”
I allowed a cocky grin to take over my lips as I replied, “Your wish is my command.”
Xiomara spread her legs wide and arched her hips, beckoning me to come inside.
Dipping my head down, I took her lips into my mouth once more, sucking them as I guided my dick inside of her with my other hand. I bit her bottom lip as I entered her.
“Fuck!” I groaned.
Sweet bliss-filled me inside as I took my first strokes of her.
Never would I forget this moment. The sheen in her eyes, the way her neck arched, allowing the back of her head to burrow into the pillow. The rounded “O” of her mouth, or how her breasts pointed toward the ceiling.
I could feel Xiomara clenching around me, pulling me deeper into her well. I was helpless to pull back.
Wrapping my arm underneath her body, I pulled her closer to me and reveled in the feel of our union. There had never been a moment more perfect than this one. No woman made precisely for me, but this one.
She knew it, too.
I could tell in how her eyes flitted to mine with that helpless stare, the furrow in her eyebrows, how she licked her lips, and the sheen of tears that darkened her pupils.
For a few seconds, I felt lost, as if I weren’t certain what I should do.
“Lake?” she called out hoarsely as if finding her voice for the first time.
And then everything fell back into place. My strokes, the grinding of my pelvis against hers as I drove deeper inside of her.
My hand caressed her breast as it rose and fell, inviting my mouth to taste.
Lowering my head, I took her nipple in my mouth, rolling it between my teeth before biting down on it and causing her to scream. Sucking her breast deeper into my mouth, I licked all around it before moving my head to do the same with the other.
Xiomara’s fingers entangled themselves in my hair as she cried out, begging for more.
Anything she required, whatever she asked for, it was my duty to provide.
“I want your feet against the headboard,” I grunted as I stroked her in slow circles.
Pulling her legs up into the air, she pressed her hands against the backs of her thighs until her knees were drawing near her ears.
“Fuck yeah,” I grunted as I dug into her again.
“Laaake!” she screamed as I gave in to her request for more.
And while initially, she seemed to be in pain, I knew that I turned her on with how her pussy began gushing. Her wetness was sucking me deeper inside of her.
Rocking back and forth, I hammered her as my balls made loud, slapping noises against her. And the harder I drove inside of her, the more she cried out, screaming my name.
Pulling out again, I said, “Turn over.”
Xiomara did as I asked, pushing her face into the bed as she got up on her knees.
Climbing off the bed, I grabbed a paddle from the bench at the bottom of the bed. My fingers lovingly traced the word “slut,” before climbing back up with her.
“What’s that for?” she asked.
“Punishment. You’ve denied me for too long, and I don’t like denials, Z. What Lake wants. Lake gets.”
I smacked her ass hard, causing her to cry out. And then I returned to those same spots, applying gentle kisses and licks there to soothe her.
Xiomara pushed against me again, and I smacked her on her other ass cheek harder than the first one, relishing her scream.
Opening her up from the rear, I slid inside of her, my movements subtle and slow. I trailed a finger down her back, coaxing her to give me her all. And she did.
Like a wild horse unleashed in the mountains, she pushed hard, giving me everything inside of her. Slamming against me, gyrating wildly, and squeezing her pussy all around my dick when I commanded that she give me more.
And when she had exerted all of her energy, I flipped her over onto her back once more.
Easing inside of her, I rubbed her clitoris, liking how she writhed because of that simple touch.
“It’s the little things with you, isn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned, rubbing her breasts.
Pulling my finger away from her clitoris, I sucked it and then trailed my fingers up her belly, through the passage between her breasts, and to her neck.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I
