and the situation had put the officer at the very top of Corey's ugly list.
We talked long into the evening. By the time the meeting had convened, I was dead tired. Ushna had left the meeting a half hour earlier. All I wanted to do was locate him and cuddle in bed before I passed out.
I swung by the kitchen and grabbed a huge glass of milk on the way to the bedroom. When I opened the door, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. There in the middle of the bed lay Ushna with a jar of maraschino cherries and a super-sized bag of cheese puffs. I quickly closed and locked the door behind me.
Ushna was naked with only a sheet discreetly covering him as he lounged on a pile of pillows, legs spread suggestively, with five or six cherries resting on his stomach. I feasted on him, my stare taking in his long lean form. Muscles corded and rippled as he moved. His blueblack hair covered his brow. Emerald eyes ringed with my color of golden brown sparkled as he watched me.
He had such great lips. I'd had many fantastic fantasies simply about kissing those lips. His sculpted chest had a dusting of hair that tapered to a thin line that led down the center of his stomach to his groin. The white Caduceus with its iridescent scales and red eyes stood out against his tan skin. I'd been working with Ushna, teaching him songs of the Earth. He and Gregori were learning to heal from Ashur as well. The Albino snakes weren't pure white anymore but had hints of blues and greens when he moved.
Every day with this man, my hunger for him grew.
A low seductive growl rumbled in Ushna's chest. "The way you look at me… if you don't hurry up and get over here…"
"Promises, promises," I murmured as I unhurriedly took off my clothing.
Ushna followed my every move. His gaze caught fire, following my hands as they traveled over my body. Shirt off, my palm grazed down my chest, stroked my stomach, down to my pants releasing the tie. A low rumble rose in volume the closer my hand came to my boxers. He gripped the covers to keep from moving as I ran my thumb under the waistband of the underwear before I, little by little, pushed them down.
Crawling onto the bed, I kissed the inside of his ankle, up to his knees, caressing the back of his legs, and stroked up his thighs. His breath came faster as I licked and sucked up a small mark in the groove between Ushna's hip and groin. I inhaled his scent, strong with musk as I licked my way up to his stomach. The five little cherries sat waiting for me, small pools of juices surrounding them.
My craving for the little candied fruits was beyond explanation. I'd planned to eat them slowly with sly seduction, but in a blink of an eye, they were gone. I was licking the last of the flavors off of Ushna's stomach when I spied a small brown disk, all pert and pebbled. I kissed my way up and wrapped my lips around it, tonguing and sucking. Ushna's hands abandoned the sheets, one barely cupping my ass and the other went to the back of my head, holding me to him as he exhaled roughly.
My name fell from his lips and sent a shiver down my spine. I loved how he said my name, like it was precious, important. I licked my way up his chest, loving the feel of fine hair passing under my tongue. I couldn't lie on Ushna because of my stomach so I straddled his body with mine as I made my way up to his neck then ran my tongue over his stubbled chin before I kissed his lips.
I had planned for a slow and seductive caress but he was impatient. He devoured me as he slanted his lips across mine. He took my breath into him, inhaling me, and I submitted to his mouth and tongue, stroking him with mine in return, opening wider, inviting him in farther and tasting him.
Carefully, I moved to lie on my side facing him and threw my leg over his hip. We lay there looking into each other's eyes. I loved that I put that expression on his face, the one of pure unadulterated happiness. There was nothing—and I mean nothing—I wouldn't do for this man. He gave
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