Her fingernails imprinted his shoulders making thin half-moons upon his flesh. She steadily straddled him, never averting her gaze from his starving eyes. She gripped her walls around his shaft as she rotated her hips in an effortless rhythm, assuring she felt every part of him. Her lips were slightly parted as she breathed hard against his face.

The dim light above them that stood against the wall, casting a shadow upon their foreheads. It flared above Astraea eyes, allowing them to glisten with thirst. She wrapped her arms around his strong neck as Hale leaned away from the headboard tilting his head to the side. She felt him place tiny kisses alongside her neck, while he simultaneously thrusted beneath her. She sighed as a wave of euphoria streamed through her soul.

Hale faced her, eyeing her plump lips as her teeth clamped down on the bottom one. His large hands rubbed down her delicate back, drawing her close. Her glistening mounds poked into his hard chest, their slick bodies rubbing together.

A string of bliss surged from her pelvis, coursing throughout the rest of her form. She watched Hale through trance like eyes. His silvery-zircon orbs screamed lust, and were pulling her closer to her end. She constricted around him, slightly mounting her speed as she grinded hard onto him. A breathy groan left his throat as he briefly shut his eyes to her sudden compression.

Her knees began to slightly tremble threatening to weaken her straddle. Hale could feel her, and in response clutched her tighter, assisting her with hard pumps. She tilted her head back, her hair falling and tickling his arms. With each thrust she was growing warmer. Her eyes were slightly agape, obliviously staring towards the ceiling.

She suddenly whimpered, a sudden rush of energy throttling out of her. Her sound made him jolt his eyes open. He watched her in awe as she stared up in total elation. He eyed her exposed neck and wasted no time tasting her. She shuddered at the feeling of cool moist licking and nibbling along her neckline, down to her collar bone.

She looked down, causing him to lean back. Her face was flushed, lips plump, eyes strong.

Her eyes spoke to him, commanded to him, and he was quick to follow orders. It was a simple command after all.

Hale met her savory lips, kissing her deep and slow, each movement deliberate. While he continued filling her, she moaned into his mouth as his speed improved.

With one final thrust he released, involuntarily squeezing her harder. "Fuck." He groaned hard, breathing against her lips, He slightly pulled back to regather himself.

Astraea sighed, her breathing calmly reducing as they pressed their foreheads against each other. She took in his lips again, wetting it with her tongue while he remained inside her, his hardening gradually relaxing.

Her hands caressed the back of his neck and now slicken hair, as his grip on her remained firm. While exploring his lips, she steadily raised herself up. As he smoothly slid out of her, she felt her warm fluid trailing down her inner thighs. Hale moaned as her warmth dropped upon the nude section of his shaft.

She felt his hands move leave her back as cool air instantly replaced it. She was going to kiss him again until she noticed his hand moving down towards her thigh. She stared at him with questioning yet eager eyes. It wasn't until she felt his long finger trail up her moistened thigh, taking her fluid with him.

With his eye on her the entire time, she watched as he brought two moistened fingers against his bottom lip, smearing her onto him. She observed intensively, her chest slowly rising at the surprising action before her.

His bottom lip was glossed with her saccharine syrup, and in one slick move his tongue grazed across before his lip curled into his mouth.

"Mmm," he sounded, his sharp gaze never leaving her.

Her mouth curved into a smirk, while she aimed for his sweet mouth. She was certainly surprised, for she did not expect something so carnal from him.

She sucked his bottom lip hard reveling in her own taste, then leaned away from him.

"Hale Showers," Astraea whispered, her finger circling around his upper back.

His brows creased.

"Yes, beautiful," he breathed back, eyeing her lips with need. He tried to reconnect but she leaned further away.

"I don't like to cut around bushes," she started. He was watching her lips move, but only had one thought.

"I always announce my intentions so there are never confusions," she continued, noticing his attention start to grow as he made contact with her. "I want to have more of you."

He smiled, "You'll just have to give me a minute of recovery," he chuckled lightly.

"No," She said giggling. "I want to see you more, so I can have you more for... intimate reasons... only." Her eyes were serious, her words flowing with lust and severity. "And I can't promise you'll be the only one. I need to know you'll be okay with that."

Hale stared at her with his lips sealed, his eyes studied her face as if trying to comprehend her words whilst pondering over his own purposes.

The suspense was brewing within her as she looked onto him with wondering eyes. Breaching the silence, she spoke again. "Well?" she asked, a sly smirk on the corner of her mouth.

"Intimate reasons only?" he asked.

She nodded, "Intimate reasons only."

Slowly, his mouth curved into a closed grin, he moved to lean into her lips but she threw her finger up, halting him. "You comply too fast, Hale Showers. I'm not sure you fully understand what I'm saying," she said, slightly furrowing her brows with skepticism.

"We're adults who enjoy the pleasure of one another. That doesn't mean there won't be others. I'm more than fine with it, Astraea, as long as I have some of you."

Without another word, their mouths rejoined with passion. In the midst of their kiss, Hale slightly back, looking those marvelous amber gems. "I don't think I've ever met a woman who's only wanted that before." He admitted, reeling her close.

She chuckled, "Not many of us around." She stared into his longing eyes. The glamour in her face was slightly clouded by a stern guise, temporarily blocking her passion.

Without warning, her nails gripped the back of his head, entangling in his short hair as she held his head still, assuring he couldn't avert his gaze.

"Remember this, Hale Showers- I want you for how you make you feel...the chills you give me..." she breathed slowly, her warm breath caressing his lips. "...how slick you make me..." She barely brushed against his lips. He tried to move closer but she roughly yanked his head, maintaining his focus.

"But if you ever start to feel more for me than this," with her free hand she gently patted against his now softened member, lightly caressing it, "you will be immediately out of my life. Understood?" Her grip was still firm around his soft hair while she held a hard gaze. He stared back forming a smile.

"I could say the same for you," he said, with a low chuckle following.

Astraea chuckled in return. "You won't ever get the chance," she replied.

"I want you Astraea, and you can have as much of me as you want," he muttered, his words sending a thread of shudders down her arms. The urge to feel those lips again suddenly emerged and without hesitation she slanted into him, kissing him hard while speaking in-between breaths.

"Intimate reasons," she repeated.

He repeated the same. Her grip loosened and she gently pushed him back against the headboard, their kiss growing along with their arousal.

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"I see you're still here," Hale groaned, his voice raspy from sleep.

"Mmhm." Astraea half smiled while her eyes remained closed. Her back was to him and away from the window. Thick, black drapes darkened the room with a just a faint shimmer of light peeking through the sides of the curtains. That peek of light was the one thing that signaled to them it was morning.

Astraea felt the mattress slightly sink while the feeling of warmth hit her bare back. She could feel his warm breath kiss behind her shoulder, and the feeling of his finger trailing down her spine. Miniscule bumps bloomed upon her warm skin while she slightly bit her lip in response, her eyes remaining closed. She felt his soft lips pecking her skin and his moist tongue slither across the surface.

"Astraea," he whispered, his lips still upon her skin. 

"Hmm," she mumbled, trying to divert her focus from his lips.

"Will you tell me your last name, or have I not earned it yet?" he teased, kissing her back once more, then moving up to her neck.

She quietly chuckled. Slowly, Astraea's eyes opened, there was a light expression on her face. "Vincente," she enlightened. She felt a rush of air as his head moved away from her.

"Italian?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his tone. Astraea's smile widened.

"Sììì." She said, emphasizing the word. She was undoubtedly impressed. She turned her body over meeting his icy gaze. "Molto buono!" she exclaimed, a hint of an accent seeping through.

He chuckled, "So you're Italian. Beautiful." He kissed the side of her jawline.

She smiled proudly. "Yes. Well, partly."

"And the other part?" he asked, looking to her eyes while his lips remained near her jawline. His curiosity was apparent.

"Barbadian," she said, also with a proudness in her tone. He raised his head up, his eyes darting around the room as if he were pondering something. She watched him carefully until those shiny sea orbs looked at her again.

"Barbados," he whispered.

She smiled, pecking his lips. His hand ran down the side of her arm, softly rubbing against her tawny beige complexion. Her smooth tone that was a hint of a both ethnicities.

"You are a very unique woman."

"So I've been told," she replied, kissing him. He pulled her close, using one arm to lift one of her legs over his solid calves. She wrapped around him, feeling his bulge growing against her thigh, as a familiar feeling sparked within her. His grip on her tensed as he was slowly consuming her, the hairs of his chest brushing against her warmth. As much as she wanted it, her presence was needed elsewhere.

Reluctantly, she brought her hand against his chest, halting him. He stared at her, his face reddened and stricken with confusion at her sudden action.

"Not now, I need to shower. We can proceed later." Astraea quickly pecked his lips before removing her legs from around him. She turned over, feeling his hand graze against her stomach as she sat straight, taking her legs out of the bed.

Before she could rise from the bed he gently grabbed her arm, causing her to glance back at him. "Later, when?" he asked.

She chuckled. With her other hand she removed his hand from her arm. "You ask many questions, Hale Showers." She rose up from the bed, exposing all of her for him to observe. "Don't make me regret my decision so soon," she stated, a mixture of jest and truth in her tone.

She turned away from him, moving around the bed towards the windows. In one quick swipe she pulled the curtains apart as far as she could.

Immediately, the light of day completely illuminated the room, giving it life.

Hale watched Astraea from behind. His eyes trailed over her nude figure, down the small curve of her back and slender rounded rear with just enough flesh to grip. She turned around, her bronze-golden kissed hair shining brightly.

"Write your number, I'll give you a call when I'm ready," she instructed as she again made her away around the bed, this time heading towards the bathroom.

When she got to the door, she glanced back at Hale, "I trust you remember how to let yourself out." She winked. She shut the door behind her, leaving a bare and extremely aroused man to fend for himself. 

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