"How are you feeling, baby?" he asked quietly, a lump in his throat he hadn't noticed before.
She stretched sensuously, lacing her fingers together. He could see her toes point and flex under the light covers as she tried to cover a very unladylike yawn. He liked that about her. No cutesy eyelash batting or pretense. Just Reya. And what you saw was what you got. Well sort of, he thought as the image of a sleek black jaguar filled his mind. He grinned.
"What are you smiling about, Aaron?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, closing his eyes a second, trying to clear the image of Reya in her shifted body, purring at him as she licked her paws. "Nothing, sweet. Let's take a look at those wounds."
"I told you I'd be fine in a couple of days. See for yourself." The timbre of her voice was a playful purr as she raised her arms over her head, taking her night shirt off in one move. The shirt was tossed carelessly toward the foot of the bed as she rolled over to her stomach and watched him over a well-formed shoulder. Fingers wrapped around the post of the headboard and her body writhed slowly, sensuously against the soft sheets. Aaron's Adam's apple bobbed up and down roughly in his throat at the sight of all that smooth skin rubbing against the bedding. Her full breasts pressed into the mattress, and he could see the swells spilling out from underneath her body, peeking at him. His mouth watered, jealous that the bed enjoyed her sweet Hershey's Kisses nipples instead of him.
Reya raised her head scant inches from the bed, her gray eyes finding him from underneath her lashes. Was that a smile or a smirk gracing her luscious mouth? Then the little hellion wiggled her ass at him. His cock responded, the base warmed and thickened until the ridge pulsed as it pressed against the zipper of his pants.
"See any wounds, lover?" she crooned, just before her tongue left a wet path over her top lip. What had she asked him again? Something about wounds? In truth, he wasn't looking for any. He was looking at the teasing cleft between her ass cheeks, overwhelmed with the sudden urge to taste it.
"Aaron?" she questioned, a hint of "bad witch" in her words, "you all right?"
Oh, he was plenty all right. It only took a second to determine there wasn't even a scar on her lovely back. But he had to check to make sure, didn't he? Hell, yes!
Rising from his side of the bed, he gathered up the laptop, his scheduler and her satellite phone and stalked from the room. A brief stop in the living room and the items were dumped unceremoniously on the couch, the front door deadbolt slid home and the back door secured. He left his clothes next to the laptop in a heap.
Reya's eyes went wide as they zeroed in on the lengthening, flushed cock jutting out from between his legs. Rain sounded on the roof overhead and Aaron had the sudden urge to let nature in. He raised the blinds and opened the window, letting in the sound of the summer storm and the smell of the surrounding fauna. With eyes closed, he inhaled as it swirled into the room, mixed with Reya's unique musky scent and filled his lungs.
Easing onto the bed next to her, he felt her muscles bunch and tightened as he fought to control the lust quickly consuming him, but every second spent watching the daylight play over her skin drove his need a notch higher until he practically shook with it.
"Well, I'm all healed up, handsome. Care to take a closer look?" Her thighs spread just enough for him to glimpse the treasure glistening between them.
His fingers itched to sink into that treasure. Instead he decided, forced himself, to savor the beauty of the arousing woman spread out before him. Besides, he knew how much she liked him to play with her ass. So he set his hands on the path from the base of her spine down and across the supple cheeks, causing them to quiver at his touch. Putting his nails into play, he gave her a teasing, barely there caress that set her teeth on edge-he could tell from the audible snap of her teeth coming together on a groan.
Deep breaths became gasps. Gasps became moans as her body writhed under his hands, making him want to make her crazy. Something inside of him wanted her to be so crazy for him she would beg, scream.
Kneeling behind her up on the bed, Aaron gently pulled her up by her hips until her luscious ass was in the air, legs spread wide. Shoulders and chest writhed and rubbed against the soft sheets. When her fingers began to yank and pull at the bedding, the uninhibited response only spurred him on more.
Gently parting her plump folds, he gently licked the crevice at the top of her ass, playing with the sensitive skin just above her tight, puckered hole until she shivered with anticipation. Eyes closed, he imagined what it would feel like sinking his steel-hard cock into that tight hole. One day. One day soon. But tonight was for her pleasure. A single finger sank into her pussy's wet dewy heat as he tongued her ass, rimming the quivering hole until she cried out.
"Oh! Aaah!" she panted anxiously, almost whimpering with pleasure. But he had a goal to reach-a blistering orgasm, complete with screams from his woman for his cock. Just the thought of her milking him dry made him pick up the pace just a bit. His wet tongue left her ass and traveled down to her soaked pussy, teasing the little space between her asshole and her creaming cunt while his finger worked in and out. The little ripples along her sleek, muscled walls drove further into sensual mayhem, if that were possible.
Aaron pulled back and forced himself to wait for her words. Didn't take long.
"AJ, please!"
AJ? No woman had ever called him by his nickname. No woman had ever gotten close enough to even figure out what it was. It sounded perfect on her lips and made him want to please her even more, made him want to make her scream it, yell it, shout it from the highest mountain.
Raising his head just enough to ask, "Please what, baby?"
"Please lick me. Please … "
The first swipe of the whole length of his tongue against her slippery folds earned a keening growl from deep in her chest. Oh yes, that's what he was after. Replacing a finger with two, Aaron practically buried his face into her dripping pussy. She was sweet and spicy, like the apples and cinnamon she always munched on. His tongue tasted and teased then sucked furiously on her flesh until her body went taut and rigid. Orgasm number one in the bag.
Loving had never been more fulfilling. And he wasn't even inside her yet.
Reya marveled at the fullness of her closely shaved lips, inflamed and swollen as Aaron worked her pussy into a mound of frenzied need. Engorged and achy, she craved the fingers and tormenting tongue playing over her body.
This man never left her unsatisfied, his loving slow and giving, then escalating to wild, frenzied fucking. Long, hard and deep.
The latter is what she needed just now.
"Fuck me, Aaron!" she yelled into his ear. "Oh god, please!"
"Call me AJ again," he hissed between his teeth, the sound urgent, like the sizzle of water splashed into a roaring flame.
With a speed and strength that amazed her, Aaron flipped her onto her back. With a mind of their own, her long, strong thighs automatically fell open as his wide chest settled between them.
Each finger reveled in the slide of luxurious silk locks as she buried her hands in his hair, holding him firm against her burning cunt. Oh such a talented tongue. It lapped, pulled, pressed and sucked until she was mindless with lust.
But he didn't have enough hands! Reya's body wanted his touch everywhere at once. Lifting a hand to the tightly drawn buds of her nipples, she matched the rhythm of his mouth, tugging when his lips tugged, pulling when his teeth pulled on her clit, caressing when his tongue caressed her pink slit. Just as one breast began to feel neglected, one of Aaron's larger hands joined in the play. He squeezed and palmed her full globes, sending sweet sensation through every pore in her body.
When he hummed against her writhing core, orgasm sped through her blood with such force, it skyrocketed into the sun where she melted with the speed and heat of a solar flare. The glowing power of the feline rose up, the change rippling just underneath her skin, fighting for dominance. She'd never experienced this kind of primitive need, the urge to be taken in the change. And by a human? It was beyond her imagination. For the first time in all her young years, Reya found herself battling the animal instinct to mate.
Her mate was over her now, chasing her lips as she battled the change and the need to catch her breath. But Aaron gave no quarter.
"Open for me, baby. I want it all, heart and soul." His mouth locked to her and the flavor of her nectar on his tongue was exotic and heady, like the jungle that surrounded them. The wonder of the intensity of their lovemaking was enough to give her the control she needed to subdue the regal beast within.
"Hold on to me, Reya. I can't wait another second to sink into that sweet pussy."