Just A Bit Of Trust (Constel·lación #1) by Noma-Tee Thompson Page A

now devoid of color. They looked swollen and dry. Her hair was a tousled mess. Paka would have playfully called her a whore. This was crazy.
    The events of the day were taking their toll on her. Paka was so tired. She ran water in the sink, washed her face, took a cloth and wiped between her thighs.
    Didac almost followed her when he realized how long she had been in the bathroom and when the door opened, and a naked Vivian emerged without the paintings on her face. She slipped under the blankets which Didac held open for her, and they just looked at each other with the blanket under their chins. Vivian’s expressive questioning eyes pierced him. Didac didn’t want to break anything so fragile by talking, so he pulled her to him, his warm lips touching her eyelids trailing down her nose and cheeks. He laid her head on his chest. At first, she just lay there stiff, but within seconds she threw her leg over his, and her arm across his stomach and her lips grazed his chest.
    Vivian lay there quietly willing herself to fall asleep, but her thoughts were bombarding her mind. She couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking. He seemed so calm and deliberate in shredding down her defenses with accuracy, not wasting any single movement that made her question how many women he has been with. She found herself wanting to know the answer to that question more than anything.
    Didac touched her mind craving to know her thoughts. In a multitude of women he had ever been with, Vivian was the only one who reached places in him that no other woman had taped in. Because she was meant to be hers and he hers . ”I am not proud of what I have done, but I am not ashamed of it either. It is a terrible existence for any man to be alone for a long time.”
    “Exactly how old are you? ” Vivian didn’t seem aware that she hadn’t even asked the question out loud.
    “Four  hundred years.”
    “Damn you are old,” Vivian answered weakly.
    Didac felt her smile on her chest as she drifted off to sleep and it wasn’t long after that he followed.
    Didac awakened at night by Vivian rubbing her ass against his wood.  A groan emerged from her and then silence. She was still asleep.
    He watched the back of her head for almost an hour debating on how to handle his steel hard cock. Before he could stop himself, he reached out and rubbed her shoulder down to her arm and covered his large hand over her breast. Her breasts were perfect. They fit in his hand just like they were made for him. There was rustling as Vivian struggled to turn her body to face him, the quickness of the action alerting Didac that Vivian was now awake. Didac detained her movements as he pulled her closer and moved his groin firmly against her ass. Her growing moans encouraged him. He licked her earlobe and neck, and she writhed her ass frantically on his cock.
    He pushed her down on her stomach and came up on his knees. He placed small bites on her butt cheeks. Her ass came off the bed pointing to his face. He buried his face between her ass cheeks and licked her. Vivian tried to pull away, ashamed, but Didac held her firmly.
    “I have never done that before.” Vivian panted.
    “ I will worship your body like no man has ever done before.”
    “Oh, god yes.”  Vivian cried out when Didac rubbed her virgin hole. She had never felt comfortable enough to allow such an invasion before. It felt uncomfortably good.
    Not long after, the uncomfortable sensation was replaced by an overwhelming arousal that reached her toes. She relaxed her hole, pushing against Didac's finger, encouraging him to put his finger.
    “Do it, please.”
    Didac finger was replaced by his tongue, and he rimmed his tongue into her ass. Her cries became louder. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, opening her up gently. She stilled and after a few gentle thrusts, she moved against his fingers.
    Didac refused to give her time to think and replaced his fingers with his cock head. He nudged it slowly