Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 (42 page)

     “That is the sweetest fucking thing I have ever seen.”
Nadia’s mound had barely any pubic hair, and it looked like it was naturally
that way rather then treated because the landscape was completely smooth. If
she had it done professionally it was one of the best damn treatments I’d ever
come across.

     I dove back in for an unhindered taste and it was
heaven. She tasted as sweet as she looked. Her skin had a pearly sheen and her
intimate parts were a pretty pink with absolutely no flaws. Pulling her labia
into my mouth I sucked and tugged, after that I swirled my tongue around then
stabbed it inside of her, finally I flicked at her clit and took that into my
mouth as well, suckling it strongly.

     Nadia’s cries rose with each stroke of my tongue and
she was attempting to smother them with the back of her hand. I was getting so
turned on that I was rubbing my cock into the bed to get some relief. It was all
becoming too much though. I needed to feel her.

     Shooting up to my knees I twisted her body onto her
side and pressed her legs together. Lying down behind her I hauled her slim back
and ass to my front, then lining up my dick with the clamped juncture of her
thighs I thrust…and groaned in bliss. It wasn’t as tight as her pussy would be,
but it was still heaven.

     “Ohhh…what are you doing?” Nadia’s hand flew to my hip
as my cock slid between her legs and through the wetness coating her sex.

     “This is variety.” I pulled back my hips and thrust
again. Nadia tensed right before I did which made the juncture between her legs
even tighter, and made me groan in pleasure. “It’s okay, honey. I’m not going
in, but keep those legs tight around me and both of us will be feeling good.”

     Nadia’s bra was still on so I unlatched it quickly and
pulled it down her arms freeing her breasts. Twisting her upper body slightly toward
me I cupped one to get a better look at those large nipples of hers and continued
to thrust steadily.

     I was right, they were pink. Large pink half dollars
sized nipples surrounded by pearly flushed skin. Leaning over her I brought it
to my mouth dragging my tongue over it before engulfing it whole and
swallowing.

     Nadia threw her head back and cried out, her nails dug
into the flesh of my ass, and her legs tightened even more around my pounding
cock. And I was pounding now. My pelvis slammed into the cushioning of her soft,
perfect ass and the slapping sounds added an additional layer of eroticism to
what was already happening.

     Keeping my mouth on her one breast I moved my hand to
the other and pinched her nipple hard. A gush of wet warmth flowed over my cock
and Nadia whimpered at the same time compressing and rocked her hips with mine.
I had to forcibly concentrate on not changing the angle of my driving hips
which would have my shaft plunging into an even tighter warmth than what I was
experiencing between her legs.  

     I grunted and panted in intense bliss. This was the
most mind-blowing experience of my life. Feeling Nadia’s naked body pressed up
against me and knowing she loved everything I was doing to her made anything
I’d done with anyone else insignificant. Nothing had ever felt this intense
before.    

     Separating my mouth from her breast I growled in her
ear. “You love that, don’t you?” I pinched and twisted her nipple and got the
same result; more wet warmth, more friction, further elevated cries of bliss.
“Well, I love giving it to you just as much, and I want to give it to you again
and again.” My pulse rate was skyrocketing and I was sweating so much that our
bodies were sliding against each other, but I didn’t fucking care because I
could feel my release building to where it was getting hard to hold off.

     Nadia’s hand moved to where the head of my cock
repeatedly poked out between her clenched thighs and her nimble fingers added a
stroke and caress after each thrust that ended me. Slapping my hand down on
hers I entwined our fingers near her clit so I could hold her still as I
strummed and pounded at her mercilessly.

     “Come for me, honey. I love it when you come hard.” I
had to grit out the words as my climax rose over me in one huge wave,
swallowing me up. Stuffing my face in her neck I tried to muffle my roar of
satisfaction as much as I could as electrifying bolts of ecstasy shot through
me drowning me in staggering pleasure. My cum blasted out between our linked
fingers onto her stomach.

     Distantly, and with great relief, I heard and felt
Nadia reach her climax. Her legs spasmed, squeezing the last bit of semen from
me while heightening my orgasms culmination. Gasping for air I embraced her
closely never wanting to let her go.

     At the end of it both of us were breathing hard, our
chests heaving in exertion and euphoric release. I rubbed my cheek in her silky
hair inhaling her soft citrusy scent while lazily stroking the bottom plump
curve of her breast.

     “That was…” Nadia inhaled and then exhaled. “I don’t
even know what that was.” She declared shakily.

     Now that the haze of uncontrollable desire had passed
and I was able to think clearly, uncertainties poured into my head. Had I been
too dominant and aggressive? Had I hurt her? I had kind of thrown her around
there getting her in the position I wanted, and then I’d driven into her ass
like a locomotive. Shit, she was so fair that she was probably going to have
bruises.

     “Please tell me you’re not thinking about other guys
right now, because I will probably end up with a complex if you are.” Nadia
turned her head to look at me. Her aquamarine eyes had a drowsy slant to them,
her face was flushed and glowing, and her mouth was swollen a deep crimson.  

     I frowned at her query but couldn’t keep the amused
twitch from it as well. “Why would you ask me that?”

     “Because you went suddenly tense, like yesterday.”

     I sighed and pulled my half hard cock from between her
legs—it slipped out easily through all her copious moisture—and as I backed
away I noticed shadowed markings on the flesh of her rear…finger marks. They
were too dark to be from tonight. I must have given them to her yesterday when
I went down on her and held her to me like my life depended on it.

     “Shit, Nadia. Your ass is covered in bruises.”

     Nadia turned around on the bed giving me a scowl. My
gaze helplessly flickered down over her naked body. I would like to say I was
looking for more bruises, but no, I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of her.

     “Don’t change the subject. Why did you tense up?” Her
arms came up to criss-cross over her chest, but not before I noticed other
shadowed markings on her breasts, also from yesterday. However, those were from
my mouth, like hickey’s.

     I had never given someone a hickey before, and because
of my large size I tried to be careful with the women I was intimate with, even
the ones that liked my proclivities. Seeing the bruises made my heart bottom
out.

     I leaned up on my elbow looming over her. “This
is
the subject. I tensed up because I was afraid I’d gotten too aggressive with
you tonight, but it seems I should have been asking this yesterday. You have
bruises all over your ass as well as hickey’s on your chest. I hurt you. Why
didn’t you say something?”

     Not as all cowed by my looming she sat up and pulled a
pillow to her front continuing to scowl at me, her eyes snapping. Beneath my
remorse I found her pose adorable, and sexy as shit. “I didn’t say anything
because you didn’t hurt me. In case you haven’t noticed I’m almost ghost white,
bruises show up on my skin if someone breathes on me wrong.” Her gaze flickered
down my body, lingering on my cock. It rose at her attention which had eyes
flaring with interest, but then her gaze moved away. “If anyone should be
crying it’s you. I left a few more lasting marks on your body than you did on
mine.” She gave a pointed nod to my hip.

     I twisted to look, and there on my hip, near my ass,
were four faint scratch marks. They weren’t bleeding, but the skin was
definitely abraded and welted. Huh, I’d known she’d dug in but I hadn’t
realized she’d left marks. Surprisingly the sight of them had my dick swelling
even more. I liked that she’d marked me.

     Returning my attention to her I saw her smirking at me.
I stared at her in shocked amusement. “You’re fucking pleased at marking me,
aren’t you?”

     “Seth, you’re six-six and built like a rock. You take
hits in lacrosse that would level most guys and are one of the best defenseman
in the league. If you can’t handle a few scratches than I have some serious
doubts about your toughness. In fact, I might have to rethink my previous
assessment of you and go back to thinking of you as a pansy-assed college
boy.” 

     Irrepressible amusement filled me at her witty comeback
and I rose up tackling her to the bed causing her to squeak in surprise. Hauling
her under me…gently…so I could lie against her side I pulled the pillow away
and with a little less regret ran the back of my fingers over the marks on her
breasts, and then down to tenderly cup her rear. “You are not six-six,
or
built like a rock. My bruising of you is reprehensible.”

     “But I am weak, is that what you’re saying?” She
grunted out. Even though she was irritated I could see my touch was affecting
her.

     I sighed. “Of course not, but…”

     She interrupted. “No buts. The bruises don’t hurt. If
they had hurt do you think I would have stood for it? Have I given you some
reason to think that I would stand for someone hurting me, even you?” Raising
her eyebrow at me she lifted her arms to run her fingers through my hair and
down my shoulders leaving burning trails of heat in their wake. “I like what we
do. I’ve accepted that both of us get a little out of control when we come
together, but what happens between us doesn’t hurt. I’m a tough woman, and I
can handle a little roughness. In fact…it only excites me more.” Her face
flushed at that revelation. 

     My heart jumped at her disclosure. It was like all my
dreams and fantasies coming true. I hadn’t been testing Nadia with my darker
desires like I had with Melissa, and normally I had a tighter control over
them, but with Nadia they unconsciously rose up taking over.

     I caressed the marks on her ass. “You sure they don’t
hurt?”

     Her hips wiggled under me and her hands reached for my
back, kneading my flesh and muscles. “All bruises have tenderness to them, but
when I feel that small twinge you know what happens.” Her hips thrust upward
and her thigh rubbed my swelling shaft making me growl low in pleasure. “That
ache transfers to my breasts and sex as I remember how I got them, and I get
aroused all over again.” Once again, Nadia’s face flushed crimson.

     Damn, she had audacity in abundance. She wasn’t afraid
to lay things out there even if it was uncomfortable for her. A relationship
with her would be all about blunt truths and blistering passions. Who could
want anything more?

     I was falling for this woman…hard.

     Bending down I brushed my lips over her hot cheeks. “I
love that you aren’t afraid to speak your mind even when it embarrasses you. It’s
another incredible facet of your personality. Nothing will ever be hidden
between us because you’re afraid to talk about it. Our relationship will be an
open and honest one.”   

     I felt Nadia go rigid under me.     

Chapter Twenty-Five

NADIA

     Seth’s words hit me right were I was sensitive. Honesty
and openness
were
extremely important to me, as I’m sure they were to most
people, but they had become exceedingly imperative to my way of life after the
death of my father...and discovering that he had deceived all of us for more
than thirteen years.

     I realized that I hadn’t shared this significant
portion of my life with Seth. Sure, we’d only been seeing each other for a
fairly short time, but I’d been making a point not to divulge any information
pertaining to that part of my past. I’m certain it would have come out
eventually, but hearing his words hit me harder than expected; probably because
of what we had just shared intimately.

     “Please don’t tell me you’re thinking of other men
now.” Seth tone was teasing but the line between his eyes exhibited concern.

     I sighed and stroked his back. “I have something I need
to tell you, but I feel we should get dressed for it. I also don’t want Luka to
come home and find us like this.”

     Seth frowned. “Everything’s okay with us though,
right?”

     The apprehension in his voice soothed some of my own
anxiety. “
Da
.” I tilted my head up and kissed him in reassurance.

     But then the kiss moved beyond reassurance into hot and
bothered in seconds, and I could feel his hard erection pushing against me
telling me he was ready to go again. That idea was taking root in my head when
suddenly Seth pulled away and hauled me off the bed. I stood there slightly
wobbly staring up at him in dazed confusion, and unfulfilled desire.
Why’d
he stop?

    
“Luka…remember?” Seth’s voice was low and gruff
and growly.

    
Oh, right
…my brother. He could be home soon.
That kiss had made that thought slip right out of my head.

     “Hold there for a second.” Seth stepped away while I
stood there feeling abruptly awkward. It was one thing to be naked in the thick
of passion, but afterwards was kind of discomforting.