“When are you leaving tomorrow?” Lila asks as she leans in to kiss Chloe on the cheek before we depart.
Chloe shakes her head. “Not sure about my agenda. What about you? Where are they hiding you next?”
At this, Lila sighs. “I’m to hole up at an estate in Montenegro apparently. And not come out until the wedding,” she explains. “I’m afraid I may go stir crazy.” A quick glance at me reveals she might not hate it entirely.
I hold back a smile while Chloe chuckles. “We can’t have that.” She sets her napkin beside her plate and stands up. “Come to Australia with me. I know just the place we can ensconce you.” She turns to me. “And your bodyguard, of course.” The cheeky smile is back. I choose to ignore it while I look at Lila to see her reaction to the invitation. A twinkle of delight has come to her eyes, and I love to see it. If I must put up with Chloe to keep that look on her face, I will.
“I think it’s a good idea,” I add. “From a security standpoint. Less predictable.” Lila claps her hands with delight.
“Australia it is,” she says.
19
“We will find you in the morning to make arrangements,” I say to Chloe as Lila and I move away from the dinner table.
“Perfect,” Chloe agrees, and while we leave together, I almost feel the woman’s curious stare boring into my back. Perhaps the chemistry between Lila and me is more evident than I believe. Still, I am getting a sense from Lila she is not worried about Chloe suspecting. Even if she does guess, Lila seems to trust her. Their relationship might not be as close as hers is with Madison, but clearly, the Australian is special to her. And vice versa.
When we reach Lila’s private railcar, she turns to me. Her eyes are hungry as they run over my body. “You’ve been driving me crazy in that uniform all day,” she says with a sultry smile. “Such a crazy day but thinking about taking those clothes off of you kept distracting me.”
“Is that so?” I ask moving closer to her. The idea of her undressing me makes an excited shiver run up my body. “So, nothing is stopping you.”
She reaches for me, her fingers nimble on the shiny buttons. “And if I do undress you, Captain, what will happen next?”
I take her by the hips and pull her almost roughly against me. She lets out a little cry of surprise and pleasure. “Then, I will make love to you in whatever way you wish. Until you come and cry out my name.” Before she responds, I cover her mouth with mine in a passionate kiss. Her reaction is a moan as she leans closer taking me into her mouth greedily. As I feel her tongue dance against mine, it is my turn to growl with excitement. I love that she wants me and is always so willing to meet my passion equally with her own.
Breaking away, Lila goes back to the buttons. When she finishes, she pushes the shirt back and stops to let her eyes drink in the muscles of my arms and shoulders. “Like what you see?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Oh yes.”
With that, I pick her up, and she quickly lets her dress ride up to wrap her legs around my waist. Again, I kiss her as we stand locked in an embrace. As I ravish her mouth, she runs her hand through my hair and undoes the clasp holding it to let it cascade down. The move is so sensual, I tighten between my legs. Gasping, I let my lips slide to her neck, where I nip and tickle the hot skin I find there. “Take me to bed,” she whispers in my ear, and I do.
In moments, we are naked and entangled with each other on the sheets of the bed. The deep, heated kisses continue. I don’t think I can ever get enough of her mouth, and yet, my tongue craves another part of her as well. Slipping down her body, I stop at her breasts and suck one and then the other tight nipple. She arches her back at the sensation as she stretches her arms over her head and widens her legs. There is no doubt she wants what I am about to give her and encouraged, I move lower. In a moment, I am poised over her sex, ready to run my tongue along her wetness. “Wait,” she murmurs, and I look up into her face, worried I have misunderstood her desire.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Oh God, no,” she answers. “Just roll over onto your back. I want something a little different.” This excites me even more. Lila's creative lovemaking is something I have already grown to look forward to, and I do as she asks without hesitation. In a moment, she is straddling my chest. Her wet and swollen lips are close to my mouth, and I smile.
“Well, don't make me wait,” I say, my voice husky with need. The idea of her sitting over me as I suck on her clit makes me squirm with my own excitement. Already I am wet just thinking about it.
“If you insist.” She slides up and settles against my mouth while she braces herself by grabbing the headboard. I do not hesitate and slide my tongue inside her. A cry of pleasure escapes her throat as I repeat the movement, once, twice, before sliding to her clit to tease. “Oh Jael, that is such torture.” Encouraged by the sound of wanting in her voice, I start to suck on her clit. Gentle at first, but as she grinds down on my face, I pull harder. Her breathing hitches as the intensity mounts. Her wetness coats my chin, and I take her by the hips to help her stay in place as I suck and tickle before moving my tongue back to her opening and fuck her with it. The heat of my caress is all she needs to come, and as her body shakes, I keep going, wanting to milk the climax out of her. “Oh God, you are fantastic.” Her body quivers, and I feel the throb of her orgasm against my face. For a moment, we stay locked in our embrace, and I hear her breathing start to steady. Still, just when I think she is done, Lila turns her body, carefully changing positions until she is sprawled over my body. Her legs are spread over my face, but now her mouth is poised over my sex too. My clit hardens with anticipation of her mouth on me.
I growl with excitement at the idea of what she wants to do. Never have I been more turned on. My only worry is being able to concentrate on pleasing Lila while being driven crazy by her mouth. Slowly, tentatively, she uses her tongue to part my folds and finds my wetness. The sensation makes me ache, and I reciprocate with an exploration of my own. Lila moans as my tongue glides across her. This will be sweet torture, I already know it, and as her mouth finds my clit, I cannot help but cry out. Panting, I refocus on her body while my own starts to thrum with need. Now, it is my turn to suck on her, and when I do, she grinds her hips down, wanting more. In an instant, our lovemaking becomes frantic.
In only moments, I know I won’t last much longer. As much as I need to make her come, and as much as I want us to climax together, the heat of her mouth on me is too much. “Lila, Jesus, you’re killing me,” I gasp from between her thighs, and she squirms on top of me in response, but does not relent. My hips rise and fall with each draw of her mouth on me. The need to release is building, and only through sheer will power am I able to hold back while I start to lick her again. A whimper from her throat is enough to let me know she is close, too. “Come with me, Lila,” I say between strokes. “I want to feel you while I explode.”
Another moan as she bears down on me harder, her body starting to shake. I work her clit with my tongue while she does the same, and as we find our rhythm, the intense orgasm crashes over us. Lila lifts her head and cries out in sheer pleasure. “Oh my God, I’m coming so hard.” I feel the same as my body throbs in wave after wave from the intensity of my climax. Never have I felt so completely in synch with another woman. I may be ruined forever.