Chapter 12 #3
“Oh, my God,” I moaned, biting my lower lip to hold in the scream I was so worried about. He was enjoying himself, a smile appearing in his eyes. How could a man be so masterful with his mouth and tongue?
He added two fingers, rolling them around my clit first before pinching the already sensitized tissue.
Now I couldn’t breathe, trying very hard to concentrate on the moment, yet wondering why I was bothering.
I’d never felt such extreme pleasure from a man feasting.
Just the way he was taking his time getting to learn my body was incredible.
Time had no meaning, but he wasn’t in a rush, allowing me to set the pace. I could enjoy this all night, except my body had already been betrayed. I needed his cock inside more than I needed anything else.
But he wouldn’t be finished until I came in his mouth. He didn’t need to issue a single command. I knew instinctively what he wanted. Almost as if I could read his mind. Seconds later, all my contemplation was driven away, my control set free.
I couldn’t remember if I’d ever come this way, so when the climax rushed into me, I offered a silent scream. Sheer rapture settled into my system, blinding me for a full five seconds.
My body was so on edge I could no longer feel my legs, finally settling into the soft covers so I could take the time needed to recuperate.
But he had no intention of allowing me even a few minutes to myself.
Granted, when he stood in front of me in all his glory, the exhaustion seemed to fade.
I sat up, taking everything in. The realization that he was standing naked in my bedroom.
The understanding that this was on someone’s forbidden list. And the understanding that we both weren’t able to just walk away.
He moved as close as the edge of the bed would allow, which gave me an incredible view of his thick cock.
A true creation of beauty. I sat all the way up, immediately dragging my finger down the underside.
With a single lift of my gaze, I enjoyed a moment watching him freefall.
I was certain he’d experienced his share of women given his hotter-than-hell status, but what we were sharing didn’t feel manufactured.
In fact, the driving need felt as if we were supposed to be together.
The ridiculous thought carried me as I wrapped one hand around the thick base of his shaft, pumping slowly several times.
My hand managed to fit with my fingers lightly touching, which was the reason my pussy ached the way it did.
Ford’s body swayed back and forth, his strong jaw clenched as if furious, but I knew better. He was already suffering the way he’d done with me. I teased him on purpose, darting my tongue around his cockhead while stroking the base.
The way he tried to act nonchalant was adorable, but within a minute or two, his chest was rising and falling. His cock twitched in my hand, pre-cum already beading around his sensitive slit. My mouth watered and as I placed my lips over the tip, he jutted his hips forward.
I took my time, swirling my tongue while I twisted my fingers around his cock. With the sweet taste of him lingering in my throat, I popped the tip, dragging my tongue down the underside instead.
“Fuck,” he hissed seconds later while fisting a handful of my hair.
He wasn’t pulling, merely keeping me in place.
But every muscle in his body was tense, his chiseled thigh muscles flexing.
Pulling one testicle in my mouth brought a scattered moan.
His scent was incredible, full of testosterone and the outdoors.
I was drunk on that alone while I used my strong jaw muscles. His body swayed even more, a short laugh pushing up from his chest. Every sound the man made was guttural, a deep growl that I expected was exactly like that his wolf made when in the wild.
Another realization hit me that I was fucking a man with extraordinary talent.
On the ice and now in the bedroom.
Let alone his other skills, which I had to admit I was craving to see. A wolf in the forest.
Tingling all over, I rolled my lips to his cockhead once again, sucking the tip for a few seconds before he finally pushed my head. A reminder not to taunt him longer than necessary.
When I took him down an inch at a time, my jaw ached almost instantly, my pussy throbbing from the rush of desire. I was thrown by the enjoyment I had, something that I’d hated before. Why was it that everything I was doing with him was entirely different, so much more enjoyable?
His sighs were heavy from exasperation and the way his fingers caught in my long strands was possessive. He rocked on the balls of his feet as I took him down another inch until the tip hit the back of my throat.
I could tell he was murmuring something, and knowing him a very lurid statement, but my concentration was tight, hoping I could deep throat him. When I realized that was impossible given his huge size, I shifted my intention to sucking while I twisted my hand around the base.
The taste of him was sweet and tangy and my hunger rocked off the charts. With every inch of me tingling, I was losing control from my own sense of need.
Another deep groan was followed by him pushing my shoulders. I didn’t want the connection broken, my whimper sharing my thoughts.
“Not like this. Not right now.” His savage side was suddenly exposed when he grabbed me around the waist, lifting me off the bed. I threw both my arms and legs around him while he crawled onto the center of the bed.
Then with the gentleness of a man who cared about a woman’s needs, he eased me down onto my back, taking the time to fan my hair out on both sides.
The move caught me by surprise almost as much as the way he was looking at me.
He darted his eyes back and forth before taking a single finger and tracing the bridge of my nose.
When he reached my chin, I was almost to the point of being hypnotized by his actions.
He had that strong of an effect on me.
There was a silent way about him that was completely different from his over the top personality.
When he replaced a single finger with several, keeping them flexed open as he rolled them down my face, I was breathless with excitement.
He continued his path, traveling down my chest, a very evil smile crossing his handsome face just a split second before he tweaked my nipple.
That was a split second before he dropped his head, sucking on my other bud. His mouth was on fire, so much so almost instantly I started panting.
The torment lasted several minutes with him rubbing his lips to my other nipple, repeating his actions not once but twice. When he finally kicked my legs apart, I pressed my hands on his chest, kneading his muscles this time.
Was there even an inch of this man that wasn’t hot as Hades?
I found out the answer when he pressed all of his body against me. Being breathless around him was becoming a true artform. With the grin lingering on his wide face, he shifted his hips back and forth.
“Be careful taunting me,” I told him. “I’ve been told I’m a real beast.” His laugh was deep, filling the room with sound while he rose onto his hands, peering down at me with a carnal look that sent more than a single wave of shivers down and across my body.