Page 22 of Laid Bear

Zora’s released a low groan. She closed her eyes and moved her head from side to side.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want to see your expression when I make you come.” He pushed his thumb past her pussy lips and stroked her clit.

Zora shivered in reaction, clutching his shoulders in a vice. “Heath!”

“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?”

She nodded.

“Say yes.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” While he continued to stroke the heated little nubbin, Heath slipped his middle finger into her sheath. She was virgin tight. Her pussy clamped around his digit so perfectly. Just imagining how his cock would feel in her snug pussy made him harder than he thought possible. It took every bit of will power he possessed to not replace his finger with his cock.

Zora bucked her hips against his hand, silently demanding more, which Heath happily obliged. “That’s it, baby, move against my hand. Tell me how much you want this.

“I…” she began but couldn’t seem to finish.

Heath chuckled, enjoying the fact he had her so tongue-tied, she couldn’t speak coherently. Now she knew how he felt during this past week of torture. Her grip on his shoulders tightened until her nails threatened to break through the fabric of his shirt. The pressure heightened his arousal as he fucked her with his finger in slow easy strokes.

Zora, however, seemed to have other plans, pressing her hips frantically, forcing him to go faster. “That’s it, baby, take it. Move with me.” He stroked her clit harder and pushed another finger inside of her, stretching the tight hole.

“Please!” She cried out. Zora released his shoulder, reached up and dug her fingers through his hair and pulled his head down. She latched her mouth onto his. This time she was the aggressor, her kiss becoming eager, hungry.

The fire spread through him as he pressed his body against hers and shoved his digits deeper into her pussy. Just the very touch and taste of her was nearly enough send him to the limits of his breaking point. Heath added yet another finger. Zora twisted her head away to release a small cry of surprised pleasure. Her breasts rose sharply as she drew in a breath, her dark brown eyes glazed with passion. Heath had never seen a more beautiful sight.

Her warm breath fanned his face as her gasps of passion quickened. He could tell she was close. Heath pumped his fingers harder, his whole hand getting wet with her juices. As he felt her body tense beneath his, he lowered his head and bit into the side of her neck just enough to leave a mark, but not to break skin.

She screamed her release. “Heath!” One simple word, yet it was music to his ears. Zora shuddered violently against him, rolling her eyes to the back of her head, in a seizure of ecstasy.

Slowly he eased his come-soaked fingers from her damp pussy and brought them to his mouth, licking each digit as if tasting the finest of delicacies. He could easily become intoxicated from the taste of her. “So good, baby. So fucking good,” he groaned, dropping his head again to rest against her forehead. More than anything he wanted to free his cock from the jail of his pants and bury himself deep inside her, but the niggling voice of his conscience held him back.

He buried his face against her neck to get his own breathing under control as he tried not to get lost in the sweet lavender scent of her body.

Zora finally broke the silence. “What did we just do?”

He let out a deep breath before responding. “Made each other feel good.”

“I’m not sure we should have done that.”

He lifted his head to stare down at her. She gnawed her lip between her teeth. Heath noticed she did that when she was worried about something or she was in deep thought. “You’re not going to tell me you didn’t enjoy that, are you?”

“You know I did but—”

“There are no buts. You liked it. Your body doesn’t lie, sweetheart.”

“That’s not in dispute, Heath, what I’m trying to say if you’d let me finish is I find it a bit disconcerting that we’ve known each other for such a short period of time, but I want us to…”

“Fuck?”

She nodded and lowered her lids.

“You’re my mate so it’s only natural you’d feel a pull toward me, not just sexually but on all levels. Don’t let your head get in the way of what your heart is telling you.”

Zora turned to the side, not meeting his gaze. Heath grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she answered, barely above a whisper.

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