Free Frailty: The Darkshine by Jenika Snow

her ass hanging half off of it, she bunched her hands tightly in her lap. He leaned forward, his arms resting on his thighs as he stared at her.
    “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, Helina.”
    “You haven’t?” She swallowed again, her mouth feeling so dry it was as if she had eaten cotton for dinner.
    “Have you, sweet Helina?”
    “Have I what?” She whispered, adrenalin now pumping through her bloodstream fiercely.
    “Thought about me as I have about you?”
    She stared at him, looked right into his beautiful green eyes as he urged her to answer. Helina didn’t answer, just sat there, the silence around them deafening. The truth was she had been thinking about him, every minute he was away. Staring into his face, she felt his fingers skim along her hand. She shivered at the feel.
    “You feel so good Helina, so soft and smooth.”
    Closing her eyes, she let the feel of those digits caress her very cells. He moved his touch to her face and traced her lips.
    “Will you let me kiss you here again?”
    She opened her eyes at his soft, yet heated words. His face was right in front of hers. His smell was intoxicating, the aroma making her wetter. Nodding, she braced herself as he tilted his head and descended toward her mouth. She closed her eyes as soon as she felt his lips on hers. His lips were firm yet soft, sweet yet dark. She knew what to expect this time and it made it that much more delicious. He coaxed her to open for him, his tongue sweeping through the seam and touching hers in an intimate caress.
    She opened her mouth wider and let him take the lead. Gasping, she was lifted up and placed on his lap, one leg on each side of his thighs. Her shirt had risen up, her mound rubbing against the rough fabric of his jeans. His arms were on her hips, gripping her sides as he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth. He moved his hands down to the hem of her shirt and slipped under it. His fingers explored her lower back, running up and down her skin and giving her goose bumps.
    The cool air brushed along the most intimate parts of her body. Breaking the kiss, she leaned back so that she could look at him. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the ground. His eyes were trained on her face, but his hands were at her breasts, kneading them gently, his thumbs raking over the hard tips. She shivered and closed her eyes, moaning at the feel of his roughened skin against her nipples. The sensation was incredible and like nothing she had ever felt before. “That feels incredible.”
    “Not nearly as incredible as it feels to me.”
    Smiling, she brought her lips to his again and kissed him deeply. His fingers ran across her nipples, making them even stiffer them they already were. “I want you Gaijryc.”
    He stared at her as he brought his hand up and cupped her cheek. She thought he would have said something in response, but the silence continued between them. Before she knew what was happening he crushed his to hers again with an almost bruising force. His hands went to her bottom were they cupped and massaged her cheeks. He gripped her waist and lifted her up.
    Their mouths never broke contact as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. She felt so spread, the air brushing along her pussy lips as he walked them toward the bed, and then laid her gently on it. He stepped back and started to unbutton his shirt, his hooded gaze on hers the whole time. Breathing out hard, she reveled in his smooth golden chest, the muscles rippling beneath the skin.
    He went to his belt and undid it, all the while keeping his focus on her. Her attention went back to his hands as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down. A light sheen of sweat started to coat her skin as she watched him push his pants down. He wore no underwear, a fact that had her pussy contracting with need. Her nipples were so hard they ached, and she could feel the moisture