Book 7 deleted Scene #02-Explicit
“Can I rub you to sleep?” Yuri asked softly, refilling her wine glass. He’d answered all of her questions and then some.
Weary, Kendle nodded. She’d known this moment would come. Now that it was here, there was no anger or revulsion, only a thick heat that needed to be satisfied one way or the other.
Yuri joined her on the bed, bringing a fresh bottle of oil. He got settled with a leg on each side of her, hardness pressing into her cheek.
Kendle closed her lids as his knowing hands began to spread the oil over her skin. As he reached forward to get her shoulders, that hardness thrust against her cheeks, bringing light gasps from the man on top of her.
Kendle obliged him by lifting her top half when his hands came up, allowing him to cup her breasts through the bra. She waited to experience rage or fear, but there was still heat. Now certain that it wasn’t against her will, Kendle rested her cheek on the soft pillow.
Yuri rubbed her for a long time, sticking to areas that would allow her to drowse. She hadn’t arched into his touch when he’d tried, telling him she probably would give him what he wanted, but she would be tense and ruin the mood for him. He waited, patiently, rubbing her to sleep.
When her breathing finally evened out, Yuri let his hands live out the one fantasy he’d been using since his teens. Observing his brother and his girlfriend acting as if she was asleep had damaged him so that only that scenario played in his mind during sex. Now that Kendle was asleep, he could live out his dream.
Yuri stretched to rub her shoulders, thrusting lightly into the bare crack of her ass. While rubbing, he’d moved her underwear into that scented heaven, exposing both globes. He humped them slowly now, trying to control his breathing. When she didn’t resist, he dropped the pretense and braced himself with an arm on each side of her lean hips.
Yuri bounced her a little harder, ready to stop if she woke, but there was no resistance. He kept going. Her underwear slid down slowly, pulled by his single finger to keep from disturbing her. As they went down far enough to show the treasure underneath, Yuri groaned lowly. It was wet and pink. He hardened further, breath shortening.
Yuri rose up, positioning by guess as he braced himself. Running on instinct, he whispered, “Tell me now.”
Kendle sighed. But she didn’t speak.
Yuri slowly pressed his dick against her hot, damp pussy, groaning again. He pushed forward, sliding into her. “Thank you, thank you.”
Kendle held still as he pulled out and then pushed right back in, deeper this time. She started to slide a hand under her hip, hoping to enjoy it, but she was pulled over with a quick movement that put Yuri’s head between her legs.
He licked, softly.
She shuddered, violently.
The night passed.