an Everlasting Pursuit

seventy eight *

* sexual content *

With Asra's body pressed into mine, I had no choice but to stare into his eyes. His lips descended back onto mine and it took me to another dimension. The feel of his warm mouth, his fingers trailing through my hair... My hands slowly inched their way around his waist, tentative to touch him. Did he mind if I did? Darius never liked my hands roaming his body, but Asra felt so good.

Slowly, my fingers graced the dip of his lower spine, hesitating. Asra grunted against my mouth, pausing his attack on my tongue. I wondered why until the air that was in my hair moved to grab my wrist. My breath hitched when he forced my palm against his skin, my eyes opening to stare at him in shock.

"You can touch me." He murmured.

I swallowed, nodding slightly in response. He smiled softly before bringing his hand back to my face. His fingers trailed down the curve of my brow, my cheekbone, and finally my lips. He tugged at my lower lip, his eyes drooping to watch the movement before claiming my mouth with his own. My eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan leaving me as the firework feeling took over again.

My hands kneaded his back, moving up to grab his shoulders. My back arched when his hand moved to my mark, knuckles grazing the back of it.

"You tell me... when to stop." He breathed, pulling away from me.

I nervously swallowed, nodding my head once. He chuckled softly, dark blue eyes watching me as he sat up on my thighs.

"No need to be afraid, Tulip. I will take care of you."

Does not help my nerves.

Take care of me? What did that even mean?

"Relax...." He growled softly, straightening his spine.

My eyes dropped to his naked torso, greedily taking in every piece of him. I followed the lines of his tattoos along his chest and arms. His muscles were taut, his skin soft, with small, fine hairs littering his lower stomach. I followed the tufts lower, to the spot where they thickened and spread. Swallowing down the sudden lump in my throat, I drifted my eyes over his thickening member. It twitched under my gaze and my eyes widened at the sudden growth.

Asra's grumble caught my gaze and my eyes snapped back up to his. My chest heaved for breath as he leaned back down. I tried hard to fight the feeling of his mini-me against my thigh, I really did, but it was so close to touch that it was engrained in my brain to pay attention to.

"Tell me when it is too much." He whispered.

I nodded, wide-eyed. "Okay..."

He grinned, teeth blinding me with his eagerness. Slowly but surely, his hands moved down my body to settle on my waist. His fingers wrapped around me, squeezing gently as his head lowered. I held my breath as his lips sucked on the skin along my throat. The dress I wore had thick straps, but with a quick nip of his teeth, he had one in his mouth. Slowly, he pulled it down until it rested on my bicep. Meanwhile, my heart hammered in my chest.

Lips trailed back up my bicep, teeth nibbling softly on my skin and causing goosebumps to blossom. His tongue flattened along the base of my throat, dipping into the concave that formed when I held my breath. He repeated his actions to the other dress strap, leaving sharp stinging bites on my shoulder.

I shivered when his tongue trailed down to the décolleté of my dress, my hand moving to grab at the back of his neck. He paused, but with no further restraint, flattened his tongue and ran it over the exposed cleavage before him. I gasped, strange sensations overcoming me as he pressed a soft kiss to the fabric covering my nipples.