Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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I could feel that something snapped in Duke as he rolled us over, and he ended up on top of me.

He kissed and sucked on my neck fervently while grinding himself between my legs.

The sensation was electrifying, and a shaky moan escaped my lips.

"Shit!", Duke cursed under his breath and pushed himself away from me.

Duke did the same thing in Frankfurt, leaving me hanging, but this time I was ready for him.

I clung to him like a koala, not allowing our bodies to separate.

"Where are you going?", I asked.

Duke exhaled sharply. "Serina… I can't… This… I need to shower."

I was confused. Does he want to go all the way with me or not? Isn't that what couples do when they end up all hot and steamy?

We acknowledged our girlfriend-boyfriend status and confessed our love to each other. We are officially a couple. We kissed, and there is privacy, we are both grownups and the mood was definitely hot and steamy!

Am I missing something? Where did it go wrong?

I decided to clarify one thing, "Is it a cold shower you are seeking?"

Duke nodded in response.

Darn! He was still cherishing me like I'm breakable. "Don't. Let me help you."

His eyes snapped toward me, and I bit my lips nervously. Why does he look angry?

"What do you want to do?", he asked impatiently, and I could see he was eager to dash out of the bed but he didn't want to push me away forcefully.

"Lay down on your back…", I instructed and unlatched myself from him when his shoulders relaxed.

After a moment of hesitation, he obeyed, resigning himself for whatever is coming.

I read that if guys get aroused and don't find a release for some time, it can get painful. He probably decided to let me do what I want and to deal with his problem later.

Duke was on his back with his arms behind his head. He watched me smugly and I realized that he was silently waiting for me to chicken out. 

I sat on my knees next to him and observed his chest that was rising with every breath he took. My eyes moved lower over his perfect abs, the sweatpants started low on his Apollo's belt, and I paused at the sight of the tent above his crotch area.

What the hell am I doing? No amount of books and movies can prepare me for the real thing!

Don't overthink it!

Unless I show that I'm ready to proceed forward, he will continue treating me like a woman that shouldn't be touched.

His mind wants to respect me and move slow, but his body is saying otherwise.

As for me, only with Duke, I get consumed with emotions and lust and I want to surrender myself to those feelings and see what awaits me beyond that invisible wall I never crossed.

Unfortunately, thinking about it and doing it are two different things.

I looked sheepishly at Duke. "Can we turn off the lights?"

"No." He refused me flatly.

Damn it! "Can you close your eyes?"

"If you want to do something I shouldn't see, maybe you shouldn't do it.", Duke said with a smirk.

I grit my teeth in annoyance. It was obvious that he was pushing my buttons with the intention to get me to back off.

Why was he acting like this? I thought that he loves me and wants me but… I can't fall apart now.

He wants to prove a point? Well, so do I.

In one swift move, I straddled him and pressed my core against his erection. I had no idea if that had any effect on him because my vision blurred as my whole body shuddered.

I realized that if I continue grinding myself on him I will come within a minute, and he will laugh at me. This was about me being in charge and proving that I can give him pleasure; if I go limp before I start, I will prove the opposite.

I needed a different strategy.

"Duke, I want you to promise me one thing."

I could see his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. Maybe that grinding worked, but I missed it.

"What?"

I leaned over him and spoke into his lips, "Your hands. Keep them where they are."

"What are you planning to do?"

"I told you. I want to taste you."

He licked his lips, obviously thinking about kissing me. "Alright."

I was determined to wipe off that smirk from his face.

I lifted myself back into a seated position, but this time I scooted lower, sitting on his thighs.

My fingers traced the crevices that the muscles of his torso formed, and I couldn't believe how good it feels to explore his body. His skin was smooth and firm and the more I touched him, the more worked up I got.

I used my nails to scratch gently the edge of his sweatpants, going slightly under and his abs rippled in response.

I glanced up at Duke and I saw that he was watching me intently. The amusement in his eyes was fading gradually and was being replaced by lust. Perfect!

My hand moved over the sweatpants and his erection lurched up under my touch. Even over the fabric, I could feel that he was hot and hard, and I gave it a squeeze.

Duke jerked and moved to lift himself up.

"Serina…" Duke's voice was raspy.

"Shh…", I shushed him. "You promised to keep your hands up there."

Duke exhaled and returned to his original position.

I clutched the edge of his sweatpants on his hips and instructed, "Bottom up…"

Duke frowned slightly but did as I told him. He lifted his hips and I pulled his sweatpants together with his underwear all the way down.

His erection sprang free, standing tall in attention.

I stared at him, forgetting about my embarrassment, and I was glad that we didn't turn off the lights.

His body is gorgeous, and I would be a fool to miss this sight.

Just as expected, Duke was not shy, not even a little bit.

I could see curiosity, surprise, and lust twirling in his deep blue eyes and I did my best to focus on the task at hand and not to freak out. I know what to do.

I situated myself between his legs and observed the veins on his cock. The whole thing was much bigger now that I've got to see it this close.

Duke squirmed and I knew that he was thinking of stopping me, but I was already here and there was no way I will back down.

That would be an awkward conversation over breakfast, "You know, I undressed you and you were completely naked and after staring at you for some time, we went to sleep…" That's not happening.

My hand wrapped around his shaft, and I marveled at the sensation as I gave it a gentle squeeze.

Duke's body stiffened completely but I ignored it because I was focused on the satin-like texture touching my palm. It was firm and hot, and no book spoke about this.

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