Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
I’m going to have sex.
Well, technically we’re going to have sex. But hours ago I was a virgin and was going to be for the foreseeable future. Now I’m getting ready to have sex with a pro.
So weird. I should find that a turn-off. But it’s almost comforting. Like he’s guaranteed to know what to do with my body, because I have no clue. I haven’t even been able to give myself an orgasm.
This feels like something I should tell him after all he’s told me.
“Skull, I’m totally new to this.”
His lashes lower and his tongue skates over his lower lip. His eyes go hungry. Heat zooms to my pussy.
The hand he’s got on my waist, glides down to my hip where he gives me a tight squeeze. Then it’s roaming again, pressing flat over my lower stomach.
In a husky tone, he asks, “You got questions, ask away.”
“Can you give me an orgasm?”
He barks out a laugh as his fingers trail a circle over my belly button, teasing me through the fabric of my dress.
“Sure sweetheart. What kind do you want? A clit orgasm? A G-spot one? An A-spot one? How about a nipple-gasm? I’ll save anal for later.
That’s not for your first time, but you can have your pick. ”
I’m too shocked to speak. “Course, I’ll have to figure out all your secrets too. Your body will have its own code. My job is to figure that out.”
Skull trails a large finger up and drags it between the valleys of my breasts, stopping at the base of my throat.
Everywhere he touches me sparks and tingles.
I’m falling deeper under his spell by the second. Especially when he grins and leans down to whisper, “I love that innocent wonder on your face. Don’t ever lose that, Katie-girl.”
It’s really hard to swallow. There’s a whirlwind of sensation over my whole body. I’m bone dry from the neck up. I’m warm and wet from the waist down.
“I have no idea how to choose.”
He lazily circles that wandering finger around my nipple and I almost moan and beg for him to touch my bare skin.
“How about you tell me which one of these sounds best to you right now. Tongue, fingers or cock?”
I almost blurt, all of them. But I bite my lip to stop the insanity.
“Surprise me?” I ask, breathless because I think I just want to let go and feel.
He gives me a half-grin that’s one hundred percent trouble.
”I can do that,” he rumbles and presses his knee to the inside of my thigh to push my legs apart. As he does this he leans over me to brush a kiss on my open mouth.
He chuckles and tongues me slowly, exploring my mouth as the rough denim covering his thigh ignites a trail of heat inside my leg.
“Skull,” I pant pulling away to catch my breath. “I’m not sure what to do.”
“Put your hands on me, Sunshine, Anywhere you want.”
When I grab his shirt, he drags it off over his head.
I’m too surprised to cover my gasp. Wow. Whoa. And heavens above. He’s chiseled. Covered in dark, wild tattoos, and has muscles that are ten times the size of mine.
With another sexy chuckle, he pulls my hand to his chest, presses it against his heart. “I don’t bite.”
“You sure look like you do.”
He shifts so he leans close to my ear where his tongue traces the lobe. “I take that back. I probably will bite you.”
Without even thinking, my hand moves over the smooth, hard planes of his chest and he sucks in a breath as he presses his open mouth to my neck.
Lord. Heavens. I’m burning up. My legs shift, restlessly against the bed and he presses that thick thigh against my most sensitive spot.
A little moan comes out of me and my head tilts left to give him better access because his mouth feels freaking amazing.
His whiskers drag over my skin as he licks me. It’s carnal and the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.
The way he’s breathing roughly, his mouth so fiery against my skin has my panties drenched.
“Fuck, honey, I smell your virgin cunt.”
My eyes pop wide.
He leans up so he can watch his hand moving down my body. He’s not tracing a finger over my dress now, he’s grabbing big handfuls. When he gets to the juncture of my legs, he drags my dress up and freezes.
“I’m gonna frame these.”
“What?” I stammer.
“These panties. They’re mine. I’m putting them on the wall so I can look at them every day and remember the first glimpse I got of them at the park.”
Oh my god. What is he talking about.
“You…saw my panties?”
“When you fainted. I almost busted a nut too.”
I cover my face with my hands and he drags them away, gripping both wrists in his hands.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. Hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Skull,” I protest with fire on my cheeks. “You can’t frame my panties.”
Skull reaches down and rips off one boot, then the other. They clunk to the floor and I’m left in pink socks and my hiked up dress.
He hooks a finger in my panties and before I can blink, he’s ripped them off.
“Skull!” He laughs and bites them before shoving them in his back pocket.
“Mine. You can try to wrestle me for them.”
“Oh, you devil.”
“Your devil.”
I freeze and so does he, but he’s staring at the juncture of my legs. His gaze fixed on my pussy like he’s a starving man and it’s a cupcake.
“Oh, Sunshine. I’d have to kill my brothers if they knew how pretty this cunt was.”
I laugh at how silly he’s being. Then I can’t laugh any more because he’s touching me. His finger is pressing between my pussy lips, seeking, exploring.
“Skull,” I whisper, “that feels so good.”
He’s concentrating really hard. I’m not even sure he’s breathing. He hasn’t blinked and his whole body feels like it’s a bow-string, it’s so tight.
“Say, yes, Katie. I need to hear that you’re ready for this.”
I grab his face with both hands, pulling him down for a kiss. “Yes. Yes.”
He growls against my mouth, his finger sweeping in circles over my clit before dipping lower and pressing against my entrance.
Goodness, if his finger feels so big, what will that huge, hard erection feel like? I don’t know how he will fit. It feels like a crowbar in his pants.
”This little cunt is so tight,” he rasps, shifting his body lower on the bed. “Sunshine, I’m gonna die trying to get in you.”
Did he read my mind?
“Don’t you worry. I’ll have you good and ready,” he promises in a thick tone.
I’m ready for something. There’s a bottle rocket deep in my belly and the fuse is really short.
“Oh!” I half-moan.
As if his control snaps, Skull shoves my leg wide and dives onto my pussy with a throaty sound.
Oh god! My hands fly to his hair because I need something to hold onto. Anything.
With his finger moving slowly in, out, around my opening, he goes to work on my clit.
Oof. I’m panting. “Oh. Oh. Oh.”
Which must mean go, go, go in Skull’s book because he buries his face even deeper between my legs, lapping at me, growling.
I’m losing the feeling in every part of my body but there.
Right there. “Skull,” I shout. Then he does something.
No idea what it is, but it flips the switch and I am suddenly crawling up the bed with my head tossing back and forth.
The pleasure is so strong, the room is spinning, my deep pussy muscles twitching.
Only he won’t let me go. And he doesn’t stop.
Skull rasps my name and shudders as he licks at my tingling pussy. He does this until I’m flat. Limp arms on the bed, legs splayed everywhere, my vision blurry and my heart squeezing with happiness.
“Wow,” I whisper in a husky voice I’ve never used in my life.
He rises off the bed, never taking his eyes from mine. Slowly he unbuckles his belt, the leather hissing through the loops as he pulls it free.