Free As You Wish by Nichelle Gregory

heavy length with one hand as she cupped his balls in the other. She could see the pleasure and desire reflected in the golden depths of his eyes and it emboldened her efforts.
    “I love touching you,” Karis whispered, increasing the pressure and speed of her hands. She continued to explore his taut skin as he laced his hands at the nape of her neck, tilting her mouth towards his. He kissed her hard, deeply caressing her tongue in tandem with her strokes on his flesh. She lost herself in the experience of giving and receiving pleasure. This was how she’d imagined being with a man could be, but none of her previous boyfriends had ever evoked the fiery need and wanton lust fuelling her bold actions now.
    He broke their passionate lip lock and she knew he was as close to losing control as she had moments ago.
    Minx!
    She winked at him, marvelling at the shimmering flecks of yellow gold swimming in his eyes before he closed them with a low groan. Gently fondling his balls, she revelled in the satiny hard feel of his hot skin under her touch. She placed a kiss on his breastbone, moving her hands faster and faster up and down the soap-wet length of his cock.
    For a split second, she lost rhythm as his hands palmed both breasts to tease her pebbled, water-soaked nipples. A surge of energy hummed through her hands and she knew he was close to release.
    The strength of his climax surprised her along with the accompanying wave of pleasure that swept over her. His hoarse groan was music to her ears as she squeezed her slippery thighs together. She sighed as his arms wrapped around her waist, sated for the moment but nowhere near satisfied.
    “I felt something too when you came,” she paused, looking up at him, “is that normal?”
    “I’ve never had another woman mention that before.” He cradled her face with his hands. “What are you trying to do to me?”
    She grabbed one hand and placed a kiss on his palm. “I’m trying to get you to make love to me, Vander, please I want you to.” Consequences be damned, she wanted him now.
    “Are you sure?” he asked and with a flick of his hand the shower was off and back to its original state. Scooping her up into his arms, he stepped from the tub and placed her on the rug as he reached for a fluffy towel. “I don’t think you’re fully understand the bond that would always exist between us,” he said, applying the towel to her wet skin.
    “I get it.” Whether she slept with him now or later, she wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to something so unfathomable to her.
    “Do you really?” he asked, securing the towel around her. “There can be no going back, Karis.”
    “Are you worried I won’t be able to handle it?” She tightened the towel before pulling her hair free of its ponytail.
    “Handle what…our unbreakable connection, me making love to you, or the exchange of power to follow?”
    She swallowed hard, looking away from his hard stare as he dried his body. Gazing at his gorgeous pecs, defined biceps and a tight six-pack she was dying to explore with her tongue, she seriously doubted she could handle any of it. She grabbed another towel, drying her heavy locks with unnecessary vigour.
    “It’s the only way to help my mother, righ—” She stopped, frowning as Vander raised hand and placed a finger over his lips.
    “Did you hear something?” he asked, standing perfectly still.
    She stopped drying her hair to listen. “I don’t hear any—” She froze, hearing a muffled thud downstairs.
    “Stay here.” He moved from the bathroom with lightening speed before she could reply.
    A feeling of unease came over her as she slipped into her bathrobe and stepped into the hall to listen for Vander. She couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary from her vantage point. Seconds ticked by to what seemed like hours while she strained her ears listening for him. The silence was deafening. Where was he?
    “Vander?”
    Stay put!
    She flinched back against the wall,