She paused for a second, blinking at me in wonder. “I’m only wild when I’m with you.”
“Good,” I said, claiming her mouth again.
With a moan, she pressed down hard, wriggling her heat against me, driving me to grab her hips and hold her still. She only let go of me long enough for me to get her top over her head. Glancing around, she was assured no one could see us in this walled garden, so close to crowds of people and yet so far away.
She unhooked her bra and arched her back, drawing my fingertips to her nipples. I tweaked them, making her moan some more, then lifted her so I could draw each one between my lips and circle the taut buds with my tongue.
“Oh, hurry,” she said, pulling at my waistband when I settled her once more in my lap. Pressing her palm against my throbbing cock, she yanked the button open and jerked the zipper down. “Yes,” she sighed when I bounced free.
Slicing my fingers into her hair, I kissed her hard as she wrapped my cock in her fist. I breathed out a rough sigh against her lips as she stroked. I needed her like I needed air, but tried to maintain my composure while she had her fun. I let go of her hair, and she leaned back, her wild eyes intent on what she was doing. She licked her lips and dragged her gaze up to meet mine.
“Rurik,” she said, a plea and a command.
I lifted her, standing to wrap my arms around her, groaning as she let go. With shaking hands, she fumbled with her jeans. I had them down around her ankles in one swift jerk. Another one of her musical giggles vibrated against my lips as she kissed me and kicked them away at the same time. Falling back onto the couch again, I brought her down on top of me.
Her wet heat rubbed against my pulsing cock, and she shuddered, slowing her movements with closed eyes and an intensity on her face I couldn’t get enough of.
Shaking with my own lust, I watched her face as I slipped my hand between her thighs and found her swollen clit. Her harsh gasp, the tightening of her thighs straddling mine, the way she dropped her forehead to meet mine as I stroked her were all I needed to survive.
Just Clem’s body, the way she reacted to my touch and kisses. The sounds she made as I teased her with my fingertips. That was enough for now, until I had her heart.
Pushing my fingers deep inside her, she pressed against my hand, her lower lip locked between her teeth, her eyes still closed. My cock ached to be inside that tight heat, but more than that, I wanted her to let go, here and now, in this paradise that was new to both of us.
I found her clit again and gripped her hair with my free hand, pulling her out of her concentration. Her eyes blinked slowly open, meeting mine as I brought her closer to the edge.
“Now, Clementine.”
A ragged cry tore from her throat, and her legs trembled as she rocked against my hand, dragging out the spasms I couldn’t wait to feel clamping around my cock. Clapping her hands against the sides of my face, she kissed me, her teethdragging against my lip as she slammed her soaking wet pussy down.
We both gasped as she took every inch, hard and deep. She shuddered again as I gripped her hips, raising and lowering her, urgent to the point I was holding my breath. Her fingernails raked down my chest, tearing open my shirt so she could press her palms against me for stability as she rode me.
“I’ve got you,” I said, holding on tight to her hips.
I watched her eyes, dark and intent, her pert and perfect tits as they bounced, the grinding fury of her hips. She was mine, all mine, and there was no way she didn’t know it now. At least while I was deep inside her, she knew the truth.
“Clem,” I said, digging my fingers tighter into her lush hips. “I need to come inside you. I can’t fucking hold on any more. Let me feel you.”
Arching her back, she slid her hands down the sides of her body, moaning as she aimed her fingertips between her thighs. “Yes,” I commanded. “Right now.”
I dragged my gaze from where she stroked her clit while I rammed into her. Crying out, she fell forward against me. I wrapped my arms around her, driving deep as I spurted inside her, some kind of feral roar mingling with her cries.
More, more, more. Never enough and too much at the same time. She consumed me.
Where the hell did reality and time go? I opened my eyes to find her collapsed against my chest, still straddling me, both of us panting for breath. Lifting her with the last of my strength, I cradled her on my lap with her head nestled in the crook of my neck.
“I thought I wanted to see the city,” she said, slowly gliding her hand to rest over my rapidly beating heart. “But maybe now I’m okay with never leaving.”
I laughed and stood up, carrying her through the garden and into the house. “That’s the plan, then.”
Her arms clasped around my neck, and her lips brushed against my cheek with a happy sigh, assuring me it was a very good plan.
Chapter 23 - Clem
Of course, we didn’t stay in our little walled paradise. As distracting and enticing as Rurik could be, we were in Tokyo. The complete other side of the world, and as new and exciting to me as if we’d gone to another dimension. This place had thousands of years of history and some of the most advanced technology in the world. Not even Rurik’s intoxicating kisses could keep me from wanting to explore.
And of course, we let the Koboyashis know we had arrived, and now, two days later, I was having lunch with Erina at a traditional tea house after hours of rigorous shopping. Our bags were safe in her chauffeured car, and I was stuffed from the multiple courses that didn’t seem to have an end before the pouring of the tea commenced.
Erina explained the ceremony to me in low tones as the thick green tea was mixed. My crash course in Japanese on the plane was basically useless in understanding anything, but Erina and everyone else I practiced my few phrases on seemed grateful I was at least trying.