Chapter 15 #2
As soon as I rubbed my lips across his, all movement stopped. I wanted nothing more than to taste him, taking my time to explore as he’d done with me. With every inch of him hot to the touch, as soon as I captured his mouth, I shuddered visibly.
The term hot-blooded had an entirely different meaning when a shifter was involved.
The kiss was sweet at first, tasting him and noting he’d indulged in whiskey before my arrival. As soon as I swept my tongue inside, he tried to take control by sucking on the tip but I pushed back, breaking the kiss altogether.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“I can provide you with a solid dozen suggestions.”
“I see I should have brought the duct tape.” I brushed my fingers down his chest while continuing to slide further down his chiseled body. Every indentation of his muscular features held a story, hard work and genetic success.
In other words, he came from good genes. I knew that to be true.
His breath continued to hitch, his eyes darkening with every passing second.
I enjoyed toying with him, creating the same type of intense, insane need he’d done with me.
I also enjoyed being in control. However, I was facing a problem.
My hunger was increasing exponentially, leaving me aching all over and my pussy drenched.
With his eyes more hooded, I could read every thought in his brilliant mind. Bending over, I continued to knead his abdomen, trying to be very careful with pressure and touch, but I noticed he didn’t seem to be in any pain.
At least not because of cracked ribs.
As I pressed my lips against his chest, darting my tongue across his heated skin, he shifted back and forth. All that accomplished was pushing his tented cock between my ass cheeks. The powerful man certainly knew how to turn a girl on.
I shifted further down the length of him until my desires became overwhelming.
When I slipped my fingers under the elastic of his sweatpants, he chuckled as if knowing I was losing the control I’d demanded.
He certainly didn’t know me that well. When I made up my mind to do something, I carried through.
The time I took to slide the soft material down his legs had the effect of driving him crazy. His hands flexed and fisted in frustration, but to his credit, he was doing everything in his power to obey my command.
For now.
The two little words lingered in the back of my mind. He was merely biding his time. When I reached his feet, I contemplated leaving the material as a different form of shackling him.
Ford wasn’t interested in playing all my games, kicking them off so I was provided with a full view of his gorgeous body. No man should be so handsome or have such a huge cock.
But here we were and right now, this man belonged to me.
My, wasn’t I suddenly possessive?
As I rubbed my hands along the insides of his legs, moving slowly toward his thighs, he kept his head lifted so he could pay close attention to what I was doing.
Driving myself nuts. That’s all I was managing to do.
The way he responded was delicious, as if every inch of him was on fire just like what had occurred the night of our wild passion. Beastly wild. The thought brought a chuckle, which in turn brought an inquisitive look on his face. Every inch of his body was stiffer, his breathing hitched.
The fire in his eyes indicated he was becoming unraveled.
And a body language suggesting if I wasn’t careful, soon I’d be writhing underneath him with no further control allowed.
Not that I would mind.
“What are you laughing at?” he dared ask, refusing to follow the rules.
“At the fact I think this is the first time the arrogant yet sexy rockstar of a hockey player has been undone.”
“This is undone?”
I nodded very slowly as I rubbed the flats of my hands along his inner thighs, using my thumbs to continue teasing him into submission. Every time I swiped the rough pads across his testicles, they seemed to swell even more. “Are you suggesting I continue proving my point?”
While keeping my eyes on his, I inched my chin closer to his throbbing cock, even managing to control my actions when I darted my tongue around his cockhead.
Just once. Then I added insult to torture by sliding it across his sensitive slit.
My goodness, the man was eager and ready, beads of pre-cum instantly appearing.
“Be careful, massage girl. I fight fire with grenades.”
After being forced to deal with extreme arrogance on day one, his attempt at making a joke infused the passion with even more need.
Maybe I couldn’t understand why the two of us seemed so close, but with the wave of uncertainty falling away, I could almost begin to think at some point I’d begin to thrive with my new life.
Maybe even one day I’d find love.
Oh, who was I kidding? This certainly wasn’t love, but amazing sex? You bet.
“Have you even thought that maybe I’m sick to death of being cautious?”
His face slowly shifted into something unrecognizable, his pupils mere pinpricks.
“Challenge accepted.” I wrapped my lips around his cock, using my strong jaw muscles to suck while I fingered his balls with one hand.
His arms shifted, one moving against the other, but to his credit, he kept them over his head. When I took his dick deeper into my mouth, swirling my tongue, a slow and steady growl permeated the room, a low rumble sending vibrations all through me.
I could easily suck him until he filled my mouth and throat, but I had a feeling neither one of would allow that to happen.
With one hand wrapped around the base, I pulled my mouth away, dragging it along the wide back several times. My own sweet treat in the world’s best lollypop.
While I concentrated on savoring the sweet taste of cum continuing to trickle from his slit, I rubbed my hands up the length of his chest.
The rush of additional heat should have been a clue that the tables were about to turn. The man was so strong; with almost no effort, he yanked me up, ignoring any concept of being in pain. He wasn’t interested in taking no for an answer.
Until I was straddling his face. In the time I’d been paying more attention to his cock, he’d managed to untie himself. He licked across the lace of my thong, offering a guttural sound as he did. “This is in the way.”
“I don’t care,” I told him while pretending as if I was trying to get away. “I’m not taking them off.”
“Well, in that case.” Nothing about him should shock me any longer, but when he used his teeth to bite the material, I could swear sharp canines were gleaming. All it took was a single blink before he’d ripped the thong completely off my body. How was that even possible?
A gasp turned into a laugh, especially when somehow… somehow, he managed to spit them from his mouth and away by several inches.
“As I said,” he muttered in an even deeper voice. “You should never tease me unless you’re willing to face the consequences.”
His speed a marvel, he had the scarf wrapped around my neck not once but twice, using the long length as a tugging mechanism.
Which he did in commanding me to sit on his face.
As soon as he brought me down, his tongue slipped between my pussy lips.
There was no holding back my reaction because his tongue was a magical weapon.
I threw my head back, first gasping for air before I let out an audible shudder.
He continued holding the two ends of the scarf while digging the fingers of his other hand into my hip.
His hold was so possessive I was certain he’d leave a bruise.
With every swipe of his tongue, I was pushed into a foggy abyss.
He knew exactly how to be gentle for a few seconds before feasting like a wild animal the next.
While I tried to buck against him, riding his face from sheer joy, his hold remained firm.
Within seconds, he was playing my body like an instrument.
“Oh. Oh. Oh…” The pleasure was so incredible, I kept my head pointed toward the ceiling, a slow and steady smile crossing my face. This was a little bit like dying and going to heaven. And you bet I was all for it.
Even if he’d spoiled my longing to control him for just a little bit longer. I had a feeling no one had even been able to manage him.
I cinched my eyes closed as he alternated between sucking on my clit until I was about to escape my skin to dragging his tongue all the way down my pussy and thrusting it into my tight channel.
The combination was completely euphoric, leaving me breathless and in awe.
He pulled me up and down randomly, accentuating the moments of rapture.