Page 69 of Stroke of Shadows

“Please,” she begged, not even sure what she needed. Her skin felt tight, sensitive as he scratched his stubble across her breasts.

Sythe bit her other nipple, licking over the small hurt before he moved to brush his lips down her stomach, and then over her hips.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, Starlight,” he groaned, his dimple making an appearance before he slipped a finger beneath her underwear. He brushed across her slit, and even that small touch was enough for her to moan. To try to clench her thighs together if it wasn’t for his shoulders stopping her.

“Sythe,” she said, his name closer to a moan. “I swear—”

“You shouldn’t swear, Starlight. It’s bad etiquette.” He tore her underwear, the thin fabric disappearing to leave her bare to his gaze. “And you’re such a good girl now, aren’t you?” His finger moved to circle her clit before he leaned down to drag his tongue on the inside of her thigh.

She sucked in a breath. “What… what are you doing?”

Sythe’s returning smile sparked flames in her blood. “Tasting what’s mine.”

His head dipped, and she’d never felt anything like it. His tongue licked at her like he’d find salvation between her legs.

A cry tore through her throat, and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to stop the noise from escaping. Sythe dragged such pleasure from her body, his tongue devouring her clit while his finger slipped inside.

He added a second, and she let out a cross between a moan and a whimper. She rocked her hips, those fingers stretching her until there was a delicious ache. His tongue teased, moving much slower than his fingers as he licked leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world.

“Sythe!” Her pussy clamped down, her body wanting more. She was so close to the edge, but he pulled back each time she was ready to fall over.

A chuckle against her clit, and then he really began to lick her. Harper could barely breathe, her body fighting to move. Sythe hiked her legs higher over his shoulders, almost bending her in half. Her free hand reached for the sheets, clawing at them as his fingers increased their thrusts until the sensation became too much.

There was nothing to prepare for the orgasm that ripped through her like a hurricane. Her back bowed, cry muffled beneath her palm as heat burst from between her legs.

“Such a needy little cunt, Starlight.”

He kissed her inner thigh, stroking her through the tremors before looking up at her with a satisfied smile. Slowly slipping his fingers out, he brought them to his lips, making sure she watched as he sucked her juices from them.

Holy Light.

“You think you can handle more?”

Harper tried to answer, her brain frazzled while he continued to stroke her inner thighs. Helping her through the tremors. With a jagged nod Sythe laughed, and the sight of him between her legs with his messy, dark hair and dimple was enough for her pussy to clench even tighter.

His body felt molten against hers, her legs wrapping around his hips automatically as he kissed back up her body. She wasn’t sure when he’d lost the jeans, and she didn’t care when he felt so perfect skin to skin.

“I’m going to take this slow,” he growled, nipping at her throat. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

Harper hooked her legs higher, opening herself to him. Giving herself to him.

The head of his cock pressed closer, and she expected nerves. Maybe even panic. But nothing came as Sythe entered her slowly. His hips stopped, a frown marring his brow before he pulled back slightly, only to thrust inside her to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he grunted, holding himself still. “You feel… Fuck!” He threw his head back, Adam’s apple bobbing with a groan.

She was so wet she was sure she was ruining the sheets beneath them. Harper felt her inner muscles stretched far beyond what she’d experienced before. There was no pain, nothing but delicious pressure that heightened with every slight tremble. Except he wasn’t moving, just holding himself inside her. Stretching. Waiting.

Harper pushed against him, desperate for more friction. She’d never felt pleasure like it, and if he didn’t move soon, she was going to scream.

A quiet chuckle, Sythe moving his hips back, only to enter her in a single powerful thrust. Harper clenched around him, a squeal escaping from her lips. This time Sythe didn’t stop, his thrusts becoming faster and faster, hitting a spot inside her she didn’t know existed. His body was pure desire. Pure passion. And she loved every second of it.

“You take me so good, Starlight.” His hands locked onto her hips, lifting her up with himself still inside her. “I want to feel you come around my cock.” He sat back on his knees, wrapping her legs around his waist as he could control every thrust. It put her head just above his, her hands reaching to tangle in his hair.

She moved up and down, one of his hands guiding her while the other slinked between to brush against her clit. The first stroke sent an electrical shock through her body, and if it wasn’t for Sythe sinking his teeth into her nipple, she was sure she’d have fallen back.

Electricity prickled against her skin, swelling from her chest until she felt it everywhere. It was as if her consciousness was stretching, eager to swallow Sythe as he groaned below her. There was something growing, a pressure so thick she was scared for it to end. Her body moved with his, rocking with each thrust as if they’d done it a million times before, and still that pressure continued to build.

Yanking his hair, she pulled him from her breast, sliding her lips against his. He growled into her mouth, his thrusts coming harder until their bodies moved like a wave. Her pussy tightened, the pressure hitting a peak before his thumb brushed against her clit.

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