Hope in Love by J. Hali Steele

so many delights he
wanted to show and teach her. He wanted to bring her body to life. Two silken
scarves appeared out of nowhere into his free hand.
    A brief flash of fear entered her eyes. “Yael, do you trust
me? I only want to give you pleasure.” He watched her closely. “I’ll stop
anytime you want me to, you have only to ask.”
    “I’m not afraid.” Her chest rose up and down with each
draught of air she took in.
    He stopped stroking his cock and bent to grasp a hand. He
could have used magic, but he wanted to touch her, feel her satin-soft skin. He
tied one then the other, fixing the scarf loosely to the headboard. She
followed him with her eyes.
    “I’ll never let anything hurt you,” he whispered.
    He bent over her and took her breasts in his hands. He
kneaded them, ran his palms in a circular motion around the peaks of her
nipples. Grasping the hard buds, he plucked them gently. Her body arched up
under his ministrations, her wrists tugging at the restraints.
    “Do you want me to untie you?”
    “No.” The word came out on a rush of air.
    He moved his hands down her stomach. He spanned her waist
and raised her body until her feet rested on the bed. He stroked her inner
thighs all the way to the mound of fine hair covering the vee between her legs.
He pushed them wide open. Using one arm, to hold himself up, he slipped the
fingers of his free hand into the moist folds of her pussy and rubbed her clit.
    “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
    “Please, no.” Her voice, tinged with need, held a pleading
note.
    As he continued to work the pearl-sized bump between her
legs, Ram lowered his head and took a plump nipple into his mouth. He nibbled
and sucked at it, flicked it with his tongue. Yael’s body bowed from the bed,
writhed under him. And he’d only just begun.
    Moving to the other bud, he bit lightly and drew it into his
mouth. “Sweet,” he murmured. Withdrawing his hand from her hot cunt, he
caressed her hip. He swept his tongue down her stomach, stopping at her
bellybutton. He laved her there and savored the taste of her body. Going lower,
he reached her wet pussy. Taking a deep breath, he took her scent into his lungs,
never wanting to forget the smell.
    “Mmm,” she murmured and lifted her pelvis into his face. She
pulled and struggled against the restraints holding her arms.
    “Yael, I ask again—do you trust me?”
    “Yes, yes.” Her head thrashed impatiently from side to side.
    He reached under her ass with both hands and raised her off
the bed. He jabbed his tongue in and out of her canal with force. He nibbled on
her clit causing her hips to buck higher. Ram didn’t want to stop licking her
but he circled her thigh with one arm and held her tight while watching her
face. Using his other hand, he squeezed her butt and reached into the crevice
there. His finger slid through the gathered moisture until he reached her
puckered anus. He lightly brushed against it, preparing to enter her. Moans
filled the room when he penetrated her slowly and he pulled his hand back and
forth.
    “Look at me, Yael.” Amber eyes flew open, darkened with
need. Increasing the pace of his hand, he never looked away. Her body shuddered
against him and convulsions pulled at his finger.
    “Ram! I—”
    “I’ll stop if you ask me to.” He slowed his rhythm and gazed
at her. “Tell me what you want.” He’d do whatever she wanted.
    “Untie me. I need to touch you.”
    Withdrawing from her body, he lowered her to the bed,
reached up and released her hands. She quickly encircled his waist with her
arms. She stroked his back. Her hands roamed up and down sending shivers to
every part of his body. His throbbing erection felt as though it would burst.
    “What do you want, baby?”
    “Fill me,” she rasped, her voice laced with desire.
    “You’re so beautiful. I’ll never have enough of you.” Ram
moved onto the bed between her still-open legs and covered her body with his.
His hand searched out