Chapter 43

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

ORION

M iko wore a cherry red shirt with an open collar, showing off a tantalizing amount of flesh. His black jeans hugged his big thighs and backside enough to whet my appetite, the rest of him exuding pure sex appeal.

My lusts were back after nine months on a simmer. The drought finally at an end.

I gazed into the dark pools of his eyes, a hand on his chest to feel the quick beats of his heart against my skin.

"Cherrypie…" he breathed.

"Miko…"

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

His deep, husky question had my cock firming, straining to be free from these pesky clothes.

"I'm thinking how good you look in that shirt."

His sexy growl made my toes curl. He cupped my face, dark eyes boring into me. "Likewise." He licked his lips.

"Miko…" I breathed. "Can…"

"What?"

"Can we…go inside?"

"Yeah. Lead the way." He released my face, taking my hand.

I led him inside the hut, taking him to my bedroom.

He glanced around the sandstone room, briefly taking in the fairy lights above my double bed, the bookshelves, the clothes hanging on a rack. Then he stepped back, unbuttoning his shirt. He took his time with each button, never removing his gaze from me.

"Strip show," he whispered.

I watched as his abs appeared from behind the red material, the rest of his powerful upper body fully exposed.

Wow. I mean, I'd seen it loads of times, but tonight was different. This was the first time I got to enjoy its full glory properly. There was no threat of zombies, a bed right there, and we had the luxury of taking our time.

Miko stood there bathed in the gentle light, playing with his belt buckle.

I pulled on my collar, the temperature rising by the second. "Are you going all the way?"

He winked, saying nothing as the belt came free.

I enjoyed the show, as hard as a rock.

Pop went the top button, down went the zipper. Slowly, he peeled his jeans down, revealing the black boxer shorts beneath.

And the swollen bulge of his cock, ready to spring free.

Yum.

His socks and shoes were next, his jeans proving a little problematic. He hopped to get the right leg off, throwing some comedy into his strip tease.

Miko chuckled, dumping them at his feet. "Slight glitch there." He slipped his hand into his underwear, stroking himself. "How badly do you want to see it?"

I licked my lips, my skin tingling with anticipation. "Desperately."

"Desperate for it, are you?"

"Of course."

He bit his bottom lip. "Come get it. Come make me feel your desperation."

With pleasure…