Aurora's Promise by Eve Jameson

gloriously long hair she had pulled loose from its tie.
    “Open for me.” His voice was low and rough. His left hand
stayed splayed over her back, supporting and confining as the fingers from his
other hand insistently pressed between her legs to emphasize his meaning. She
knew he could feel her trembling under his hands.
    He waited. Licking her lips nervously, she unclenched her
thighs and moved her feet apart slightly.
    “More.”
    She did as he commanded and fought for breath when all
four fingers of his began exploring her most private flesh. Biting down on her
lower lip, she tried to prepare for the pain she’d always been warned that the
touch of a man there would bring, but instead her body reacted with rolling
waves of pleasure that intensified with every stroke he pressed on her. The
throbbing engulfed her entire body as a desperate need pulsed louder and harder
through her veins with each second.
    The heat inside turned liquid and covered his fingers.
She searched his face for any sign of revulsion, but the wetter she became, the
more pleased he looked. Breaths turned to pants and she closed her eyes as the
sensations began to rise in force within her.
    “Look at me.”
    Opening her eyes, she tried to focus on the man
controlling her body. His fingers were firm as they stroked and circled her
clit, teased at her opening, made her want him to keep touching her, made her
want him .
    One finger nudged gently inside her as his thumb continued
to flick back and forth over her clit. She could feel the tightness of her body
around his slight invasion. He twisted his finger and pushed deeper. The snug
fit magnified the sensations of such an intimate touch and a quaking started
deep in her belly.
    He pulled his finger partially out, pushed it in further.
Turning it and making her lose her sense of reason to wild emotions. Still
lavishing attention on her clitoris with his thumb, he stroked the swollen nub
unrelentingly back and forth, concentrating on a spot that made her suck in air
the first time he passed over it.
    The fire in her body raged out of control. The sensations
crashed through her like a bull elephant on a wild rampage, crushing and
destroying everything in its path. Fear of the unrestrained passion storming
through her and tearing at the civilizing restraints tying her to all known
propriety had Phoebe trying to push away even as her body arched into his
touch.
    She cried out his name and twisted in his grip. His arm
tightened around her back and he took her breast in his mouth again. He pressed
his thumb against her roughly over and over, his touch sure, fast and hard. His
finger pushed in yet deeper.
    Phoebe screamed as her world burst apart and—
    Oh god! Aurora’s entire body went rigid as she thrust two
fingers deep and high inside herself. Her cunt spasmed in the ecstasy of
release as she imagined Connyn, Pirate Connyn, holding her tightly as
she came apart in his arms.
    Her muscles relaxed and she slumped against the mirror. She’d
wound herself so tightly and held herself from coming for longer than usual. It
had definitely paid off. The climax had been hard and draining.
    Taking a deep breath, she inhaled the steam from the running
shower and blinked against the bathroom’s bright vanity light over the sink as
she pulled her fingers out. She shivered at the sensation. Her pussy was still
incredibly sensitive and throbbing. Jesus. If Connyn was half the lover in real
life as he was in her fantasy, the next several weeks could be interesting.
    After they got to Ilyria.
    Right. Sliding off the sink, Aurora pulled off her remaining
clothes and dropped them on the floor. She smiled to herself as she thought
about the lust-filled look of Connyn’s that had driven her into the bathroom.
The man could try any come-on he wanted but it just wouldn’t work on a comatose
woman. She was exhausted, sated and soon to be showered. Sleep would be no
problem even if she were lying next to a sex god.

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