Ivorie's Surprise [Golden Dolphin] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels Page A

her smooth mound and found the little bundle of nerves at the apex. He pushed the hood back and skimmed his fingers lightly over her clit, and she gasped and arched her back in response. He continued the sweet torture with his mouth, nibbling and sucking, until he thought she might be getting close. He backed off and turned his attentions to her pulsing, slick center. He dipped two fingers into her pussy to test her readiness. Her body was hot and trembling with want. He kissed her hard and deep, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He didn’t think he could wait another minute.
    She pushed him over and straddled his middle, brushing her hot center over his pulsing erection. Her long silky hair brushed over his chest as she rubbed against him until he didn’t think he could stand another minute of the exquisite torture. Finally, when he thought he would explode, she lowered herself onto his hard cock, leaned forward on her forearms, and began to stroke him, slow and easy. She raised and lowered her body, pleasuring herself on his hard cock while he watched the emotions cross her beautiful face. She was the picture of erotic bliss. When he could stand the slow pace no longer, he quickly rolled her over and took command of the situation. He restrained her wrists above her head with one hand and supported himself with the other. When she didn’t evidence any fear of the pseudo-bondage, he began to stroke her harder and faster until his orgasm roared through him like a freight train, and his seed slammed into the condom. The sounds in his head seemed just as loud as a freight train. He slowed to let the residual waves of the orgasm pulse through his body, and then he began to stroke her slow and easy again in the age-old rhythm of love. He increased the pace as he watched her follow him over into her own stunning orgasm. He collapsed on her chest and just laid there satisfied and exhausted. He knew he was probably too heavy to stay on top of her for long, but at the moment he was unwilling and unable to move.
    When he had gotten his breath back, he said, “That was truly extraordinary, Ms. James.”
    She sighed. “It certainly was, Mr. Blessingame.”
    Drew did not let Ivorie return to her own cabin when she had tried to get up and make a run for it. After disposing of the condom, he went into the bathroom and returned with a hot washcloth. He cleaned both of them, and then he pulled the silk sheets and comforter up. As he waited for sleep to overtake him, he wondered how he was going to keep Ivorie in his bed and how this new dynamic in their relationship would translate in their work world. He wasn’t going to be able to figure it out tonight, that was for sure. Finally he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

Chapter Eleven
     
    The Golden Dolphin —in International Waters, October 7, 2013—Monday Morning, Day Two of the Cruise
     
    When Drew woke at first light the next morning, Ivorie was cuddled into his chest, and his leg was draped over her thighs. She wasn’t going anywhere.
    Last night had been amazing in its intensity. He was usually good for at least two goes without a rest, but his orgasm had been so strong, he had felt drained and had immediately fallen asleep. Right now a morning quickie was definitely on his mind, but he thought he’d order them some coffee and breakfast delivered to the suite first. He tried to reach for the phone on the bedside table, but he found that Ivorie had latched onto him like a baby squid. He laid back down and decided breakfast could wait.
    She certainly was responsive once her inhibitions had been brushed aside, and he thought she might make a really fine submissive. He smiled delightedly to himself. A few days ago, he never would have thought that Ms. James had it in her. There was a lot below the surface that Ms. James showed to the world, and he looked forward to discovering what exactly it was. He rolled over on top of her and kissed her eyelids until she fluttered