Forbidden attraction (The stars book 3)

19: How it should be

 *Zara*

 It has gotten a bit later than I expected when I can finally sneak out from my own room and make my way across the garden to Dean's room. Dinner had taken longer than expected and Sada had wanted to chat about all the exciting things she had seen.

 There is no answer from the room when I knock on the doorframe. But as the door is open I peek inside. Dean is asleep, lying spread eagle on the bed with all his clothes on.

 I can't help smiling at the sight when I walk in, he looks so cute as he is sleeping, younger, and less worried. Even though he is almost always smiling, I have noticed tension in his body and worry in his eyes these last couple of days.

 He must have had a hard day at the set. I lay down beside him, slowly letting my hand trail over his stomach and chest, seeing him stir.

 "Hello, there darling. I must have drifted off". His voice is heavy from sleeping as his eyes are slowly opening.

 I smile at him, planting a soft kiss on his warm lips before answering. "It's fine. I can leave if you need to sleep".

 "No, no I am not tired at all now. Please stay with me. I have been missing you all day". He pulls me down for a kiss.

 There is nothing I want more than to stay with him. He makes me feel alive, he makes me feel. I sit up, pulling off my nightgown, revealing that I am naked underneath. Then I lay down beside him. "I need you to touch me".

 His pupils dilate violently and his gaze darkens as a small moan escapes his lips. Then his hands are on my body, gently caressing me, as he moves to kneel between my thighs.

 I close my eyes, moaning deep in my throat as his hands explore every millimeter of my body, only avoiding my n*****s and my warm folds, which somehow only seems to make it more enticing.

 Reaching up I grab the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it off him in one swift motion. Then I wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him down for a heated kiss. Then I push at his chest and he lets himself flop down on his back with a chuckle.

 "My turn now". I tell him with a smile, as I straddle his hips. My hands are running over his body, making him close his eyes and sigh contently.

 I am leaving a trail of wet kisses over his broad chest and down his taut stomach. His skin has a slightly salty taste and he smells utterly amazing, fresh and warm with a hint of spicy and masculine.

 There is no doubt to me that he likes it, as he is moaning softly under his breath. His hands caressed my thighs. I can feel his hard erection press against me through his pants and the feeling of it sparks a brand new desire in me, a desire to feel him inside me, to let him have me completely.

 Before I can change my mind, I lean down to let my lips graze his ear, whispering with a voice laced with my want for him. "Take me, fill me, make me yours".

 He gasps and in a swift movement, I find myself on my back, with his body hovering over me. His voice is a strained hoarse whisper. "There is nothing I want more right now, but are you sure ? I don't want you to regret it".

 "I have never been more certain about anything in my life". I tell him truthfully and he kisses me deeply. Then his mouth trails to my n*****s, playing with them until I am writhing beneath him, moaning and pressing up against him.

 His hand slides down between my thighs and I whimper when his fingers slide inside me. They are teasing and enticing me, but just before I am going to lose control he stops.

 "Uhh what about protection ? I don't expect you to be on the pill". He looks at me worried, like it just now crossed his mind.

 My hands grab his pants opening them. "Don't worry, Imad has tried to get me pregnant for four years. I can't have kids".

 He pushes his pants off and I look up at him nervously. His eyes locked into mine, his gaze so warm and caring, but at the same time telling me exactly how much he wants me.

 When he slowly enters my core, I am gasping and pressing up against him. It is overwhelming and very different from Imad, but contrary to what I expected it isn't painful.

 He moves his hips slowly, thrusting deep and keeping eye contact with me the whole time. And I feel breathless, completely lost in him.

 I do not doubt at all that this is how it is meant to be, how it is supposed to feel. My hands are gliding over his strong body and he picks up his pace, all the time maintaining eye contact.

 Then his hand slides down between us, caressing my most sensitive spot, taking up his movements another notch and I feel like everything is contracting around a spot inside of me.

 "c*m for me darling". He moans deeply into my ear with that slightly raspy voice and I let go, surprised by the overwhelming feeling sweeping me away and happy that he quickly drowns out my screams of pleasure with his mouth.

 And then I feel him cumming as well. Pleasure edges on his face as his eyes close, as he is gasping my name over and over like a prayer.