Free Secrets of New Pompeii by Aubrey Ross Page B

“I hadn’t realized there were different kinds of
sex.”
    She laughed, a light, musical sound. “There
is slow-and-tender sex, fast-and-furious sex, I’ve-missed-you sex,
and I-will -miss-you sex. There is angry sex and makeup
sex.”
    He brushed her lips with his and whispered,
“I want to try them all.”
    Her lips parted beneath his and excitement
spread through his body, stimulating his senses and awakening his
soul. Without her, he merely went through the motions of life. He
focused on surviving each endless day so he could return to her in
his dreams.
    “Is this real?” Her lips moved against his as
she spoke, the caress even sweeter than their kiss. “I’ve dreamed
of you for so long, I’m afraid I’m about to wake up.”
    “It’s real, love. Somehow we found our way
back to each other.”
    She tugged his shirt out from inside his
pants and pushed her hands under the material. He did her one
better and pulled her shirt off over her head. Her breasts swayed,
the nipples peaked and ready for his lips. Needing more of her
sweet kisses, he teased her nipples with his thumbs.
    Her agile fingers went to work on his pants
while he savored her taste and the tenderness expanding within him.
Life in the ludus was vicious and unrelenting. Being with
her under any circumstances would be paradise by comparison.
    She was back in his arms where she belonged.
And he would remain at her side or die fighting his way back to
her.
    She pushed her hand down into his loosened
pants and closed her fingers around his cock. He groaned into her
mouth, staggered by the simple pleasure of being touched by her.
Their mouths separated as she worked his pants downward. He lifted
his feet so she could take them off. Neither of them had put on the
boots that accompanied the uniforms, so her pants joined his in a
matter of seconds.
    Naked and breathless, they looked at each
other, caressing with eyes rather than hands. “You are so
beautiful.” He swallowed hard, aching to be inside her yet knowing
it would be over far too soon.
    An appreciative smile slowly parted her lips
as her gaze boldly assessed his body. “I never get tired of looking
at you.”
    “You’re welcome to do more than look. I
certainly intend to.” He raised her hand toward her breast, but she
sank to her knees and captured his shaft with her long fingers. She
pumped him a few times while he trembled with need then she took
the tip in her mouth. “Oh sweetheart, that feels so good.”
    He watched his cock slide in and out of her
willing mouth. Her gaze locked with his, revealing the pleasure she
found in the act as well as the depths of her need. She cupped his
balls with one hand while the other stroked his shaft. And all the
while her eager mouth sucked and her tongue swirled. The
combination was more than he could stand. With a strangled moan, he
pulled out of her mouth and lifted her to her feet.
    “Not tonight. I want you beneath me, legs
wrapped around me, while we come together.”
    She grinned, eyes passion-bright. “Works for
me.”

    Max took Naloni by the hand and led her to
the makeshift bed. Her heart pounded in her chest and tension
coiled deep in her belly. Having his cock in her mouth accentuated
the ache building between her thighs. Would he go down on her as
Dario had suggested or was his need too great for more
foreplay?
    She lay down in the middle of the bed and
raised her arms, welcoming him. She didn’t care what he did as long
as he did something. She had waited so long to feel these feelings
again, to build upon the foundation they had abandoned.
    He stared down at her, obviously debating how
to proceed. Emboldened by his obvious desire, she bent her knees
and opened her thighs. Cool air wafted across her damp folds and
she moaned. Her clit twitched as if the tiny nub were trying to
draw his attention.
    Kneeling between her thighs, he traced her
slit with the head of his cock. The smooth slide focused her mind
on her pussy and the