A/N: WARNING SMUT AHEAD! NO LEAD IN JUST STRAIGHT UP SMUT! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!
Chapter 12
"Be anything but gentle," Amira huffed from under hooded eyes.
"You're going to regret those words," the gravel in Sinbad's voice made her knees weak.
He had her back pressed up against his door, and his body hovered above her. They were already breathing heavily and nothing had happened yet. There was a want in his eyes that almost worried her before his sexy smirk really took her. His lips crashed into hers with such a fire that she couldn't help but moan. He took advantage of her weakness as his tongue forced its way between her lips while his hands forced her legs apart as he pressed himself up against her.
His lips against her neck brought forth a new fire that she didn't know could burn under her skin and she could feel a pool growing between her legs. He pulled off her top and an unexpected breeze caused her nipples to peak. Somehow this didn't catch his interest as he pulled away long enough to turn her around. He pulled her hips farther toward him causing her to grasp at the wooden door.
The feeling of his weathered hands against her inner thighs drove her wild. He pulled her skirts up, bunched until they were barely being held above her hips. He ran a finger between her legs causing another moan to escape, "God you're so wet," he growled like some predatory animal. She had no time to prepare before his fingers were deep inside her. Amira couldn't find words to explain how much she wanted more, it wasn't enough. The more he pumped his fingers the more she groaned in wanting.
When he pulled his hand away she groaned harder, she was missing something without him there. Sinbad chuckled from somewhere behind her before she felt his tip press against her. It was nothing like it had been before, this time when he entered her it was forceful. His thrusts were hard and powerful with a want and a need that not only mirrored hers but amplified it. He grabbed onto a bundle of her hair and pulled her back against him. As he pounded into her she cried out, completely at his mercy. She was on fire and he was only adding fuel.
He groaned as her hips bucked against his and she gasped as he pulled out entirely. With a violence that could only be described as want he pulled her skirts off and brought her to his bed. She looked up at him, in the dim light of the cabin she could barely make out his muscular silhouette not that it mattered much before he entirely eclipsed her.
He forced her legs farther apart now that she was on her back and the intensity of his amber eyes held hers enchanted as he entered her again. She wasn't sure how but it felt like a tighter fit this time and his guttural grunts confirmed this as he thrust against her. With ever connection of their pelvic bones new waves of ecstasy flooded over Amira as she cried out walking the fine line between pain and pleasure.
Sweat dripped from his body onto hers as the thrusting continued. She could feel the growing tension in her gut as she curled her fingers into the sheets, wanting desperately to stay connected to reality. As she swung her head backward she heard him growl, "Not yet."
He gripped one of her hands in his and their eyes locked again as he thrust into her again and again. She surrendered entirely to him as he pulled her hips up higher so that he could enter her deeper. Her hands wanted something to grasp, anything, and when they found his back she knew she'd founder her anchor to reality. Her nails dug into his skin and he let out a groan that had her flying to the edge of an orgasm.
His mouth found her breasts then; he wanted her to cry out as he bit and sucked on her tender nipples. Everything he did to her had her reeling. She couldn't tell where one orgasm ended and the next began as he thrust into her with more and more need as each moment passed. It was insane how wild and primitive it felt. He fucked her with such intensity that she cried out more than she ever had.
Amira started to wonder if she was simply re-living the same moment over and over as she gave herself over to each cosmic thrust. But it wasn't meant to last forever and she felt it just as he did when his pace increased and her cries came out as soundless breaths. She felt one last orgasm wrack her body as he found his own release.
They were a pile of sweating moaning bodies more than they were people for a long moment before Amira finally found her voice again, "I still don't regret my words."
Sinbad smirked at her, "I'm not done yet."
She wasn't sure what scared her more, the primal lust she saw in his eyes or the fact that she liked it. Something told her their arrangement was going to be harder to keep than she'd originally thought. If he was going to fuck her like that maybe she could see a future with…no she couldn't think like that. They could fuck all they wanted to but destiny was still pulling them in opposite directions.
Nothing she was telling herself was going to stop her from enjoying whatever Sinbad had planned next though. Only one thing was for sure, they were going to need some water when they were done.
