Hot and smooth as silk, the pronounced veins wending up his length calling to the tip of her tongue to trace and tease. So she did. No matter how he urged her on she did not hurry up about it either. She’d set out to savor him and that’s just what she did. From the touch and taste and scent of him through to the feel of him in her mouth. The sounds he made were the finishing touch.

“You win,” he murmured, watching her with a singular dedication. As if he were committing this to memory, the view of her huddled over his cock, savoring him. The picture she must make.

And she had almost lost him today, could lose him for good next time from one thing or another. The world was a dangerous place.

Ali took him in hand and rubbed the flat of her tongue against the underside of the head. Dedicated to pleasing him, she would stop worrying about shit that didn’t matter, future things she couldn’t effect. They were together now. That was all that mattered.

She studied him with her mouth, lips, tongue and teeth, gave herself over to his pleasure with enthusiasm.

He mumbled her name as she took him deep. Not as far as she would have wished, but then they always said the head of a man’s c**k was the most sensitive part. Duly, she lavished it with attention. He groaned when she gently dragged her teeth up the underside of his c**k and pride and heat filled her in equal measures. Maybe she wasn’t so bad at this. Maybe she could drive him as wild as he did her with a little practice. God, but she wanted to give to him. She clenched her thighs together, redoubled her efforts. Not stopping till he threaded his fingers through her hair, tugged her gently off him.

“Babe. Stop.”

She blinked at him, dazed and confused and more than a little caught up in the moment. Her lips felt swollen, mouth tingling from all her efforts. She had been waiting for the pay off, waiting to taste him on the back of her tongue. Further proof of just how far he had managed to sink beneath her skin. “But …”

The man shoved a condom at her and oh man, he could only have gotten it from Finn. She and Dan had lost their packs with all required supplies. Mortification swept through her.

But now was not the time to dwell. Really and truly not.

“Babe, I love you,” he said, and her rabbit heart twisted and turned. “Trust me. You can suck my dick whenever you want. You’re a goddess at it. I’l actively encourage it to happen often. But right now, I want to be inside you.”

When she hesitated, he took back the condom. Daniel ripped it open and set about rolling it down his cock, still wet from her mouth.

“Let me rephrase. I need to be inside you now. Right now. Up.”

“I thought I was in charge.”

“And you did great.” His big, strong hands gripped her arms, taking her weight and drawing her up his body. She knew was safe with him. He wouldn’t drop her. Drive her insane with his alpha bullshit, yes, that he would do. Hurt her though? Never.

Once in position, her slick pu**y hovering above his sheathed cock, he set a hand to her hip to stil her. A finger trailed down her torso, through the valley between her br**sts, down over her belly, stopping to circle her belly button, round and round until she ground her teeth in frustration. “I can’t begin to say how proud I am of you. You did brilliantly.”

“Well, thank you,” she panted. “But no teasing.”

Ali gripped his hand and pushed it down toward her center. A part of her in dire need of attention, as the noise she made when his finger drifted, feather light, up and down the seam of her pu**y attested to. No one had ever affected her the way he did.

“No teasing,” he promised, while his fingers did exactly that.

Long before his fingers ceased to thril , he changed tactics. He took his c**k in hand, teasing her with the thick, blunt head. Her eyes nearly rolled back into her skul . Heat coiled low in her belly till she ached with it. She was so turned on it hurt. Daniel stared up at her, studying her, gauging each and every reaction. His absorption in her was disarming, distracting.

She couldn’t come with him watching her. He saw too much.

“No.” He grabbed the hand she moved to cover his eyes with. “Let me see. You like this, don’t you.”

“Yes, but … Dan. Enough. Let me …”

He obligingly fell still beneath her. She let her body be her guide, his and hers both. Gave up on the worry and gave in to the feel of him. It was all so simple, concentrating on the prod of his cockhead against her opening. The slow, steady push of him into her stole her breath. But the lust and love in his eyes stole her heart. It washed away the bitterness and fear of a lifetime’s making. The raw feel of so much emotion stunned her. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Somewhere in between fit best.

“Okay?” he whispered hoarsely.

“Yes.”

His hand stroked her cheek. “So pretty. Ready to come for me, babe?”

She nodded, beyond words. The fit and the fullness of him had her there, teetering on the edge. That and his teasing.

And this position, it was the perfect angle for grinding her cl*t against him. Her body wasn’t interested in slow and sweet. And her body was definitely in control. Or more accurately, her pu**y. Her brain had been shelved, though her heart was wide open.

It had been a hell of a day. The rush of it, the sensation building as she took his c**k inside her again and again thrilled her. She was burning up. All of the emotions, the love and fear and all the rest, were pressure packed inside her. She had to have release. Every cell screamed out for it. Her body was mindless in its pursuit of it.