Free Chevon's Mate by April Zyon Page B

“Are you ready for me to get naked?”
    “I have been ready to get you naked since the day I met you.
You must admit I ’ ve
restrained myself admirably during your recovery.” She knew for a fact he’d
been more concerned about her health than anything else. He’d taken amazing
care of her. “But yes, you should remove the robe. And if you are completely bare under there then you get to play first.”
    She pulled off the robe, standing there before him so that
he could see every inch of her body. Heat infused her cheeks and she chewed her
lower lip. “Chevon?”
    He breathed out something she
didn’t understand, but his tone was reverent. Slowly he lifted his hands to
brush up her arms, then cupped her face. Pulling her in for a kiss, he growled something out, the
sound feral. It sent a thrill through her body, tightening her nipples and making the throb more
pronounced between her legs. “So you approve?”
    “Always,” he told her. Grabbing
her ass, he lifted her and turned to
the bed. He got them settled on the mattress so they were in the middle and she
was on top. “Your reward is to play for however long you like, or until I can’t
hold back. Whichever comes first.”
    She couldn’t wait to be able to
playwith him. Teasing Chevon with
her mouth, she moved down his body slowly and took her time to nip and touch
him from time to time. Finally, she closed her mouth over his cock and moaned,
then looked up his body at him. “I’m not hurting you, right?”
    He shook his head and swallowed hard enough she heard
it. “No, little one.” Chevon shifted on the bed, bending one knee up slightly, and reached over his head to
grab hold of the headboard. She
leaned up and let her lips skim over his taut stomach, her hand on his chest
once again, and he shivered under the touch. She couldn’t stop touching him.
Laura wasn’t virginal as many women were when they came to their marriages but
she was actually thankful for that at this moment in time. She scooted down and
closed her mouth over his shaft again.
    Chevon let out a string of words she didn’t know but had her blushing anyway. She knew
the tone, and with the groans, moans, and other things he said, Laura knew he
was on board for whatever she did to him. A creaking sound had her glancing up
to see his hands holding the headboard tightly. She could only smile at the way
he was reacting. She continued to touch and move her body over his, her mouth
teasing him eagerly. Finally, however, she pulled back from him and kissed her way up his body. “Tell me, my darling man, are you ready for
more?” she asked, kissing the side of his neck.
    In an instant, his arms banded around her and
she found herself on her back with his larger body covering hers. His flesh
pressed deliciously against her own. Chevon grabbed her wrists and tugged her hands over her
head until she felt the headboard brush her knuckles. “Hold on,” he told her,
his voice rougher than she’d ever heard it before.
    She wrapped her fingers around
the headboard. “Holding on, ”
she told him, then moaned. “Please.” The way that he had manhandled her, the
way he’d forced her body to his will, had her body getting wetter than she
could possibly imagine. “Chevon … ”
    “Be still,” he ordered.
Pressing his lips to her cheek, he trailed down to her neck. His hands were busy stroking her arms, moving down
her torso, then back up to squeeze her breasts. Chevon pinched her nipples hard
enough that she couldn’t stay still, and she gave in to the urge to squirm
around, earning her a bite to the space where shoulder met neck.
    She wiggled under his touch. Everything he did to her had
her body aching for more.
    Gripping her hips, he lifted his head enough to stare at her
for a time. Then he slid his hands down, and in a quick move pushed her legs apart
and up. He moved down further, his breath warm against her skin, never
releasing her gaze. Even when he lowered his mouth to where she