Page 47 of Forever Wild

“Whoa there, tiger. No need to run.”

I look back at her over my shoulder, and what she sees in my eyes must assure her otherwise, because she picks up her pace as well, letting out a breathy laugh.

Stopping at my door, I pull my key card out of my wallet, tapping the reader and pushing through the door into my room. The two minutes it took to get here was too long. Too long without tasting her mouth or feeling her pressed up against me.

As soon as we make it inside, I slam my mouth down on hers, leaning her against the closed door. She groans, her fingers pulling at my hair as she pulls my head down, deepening the kiss.

She tastes delicious, and I can’t stop myself from grabbing her ass and pulling her to me, my cock desperately in need of her heat, her friction. Bryn wraps her legs around me, and I press her back into the door so I can free one of my hands.

I rub my thumb over the round peak of her nipple that is trying to pop through the thick fabric of her bra and dress. She arches her back, pressing herself into my hand. Fuck, she has great tits.

“Thank you.” She laughs as she breaks the kiss.

“Huh?” I blink, trying to force blood back into my brain.

“You said I had great tits. I said thank you.” She drops her legs, and I lower her to the ground as she grips her own breasts. “They’re larger than I would like them to be. Back problems and all that.”

“Uhm.” I stare at the deep V of cleavage as if in a trance, trying to figure out how my thoughts are now escaping my head as words. She chuckles.

“That…that sucks. Back problems.” I drag my hand down my face. “I hear you. But, fuck. I think they are perfect.”

With that, I step back toward her, one hand sliding around the back of her neck to bring her mouth to mine, the other going right to the perfect tit in question, a heavy handful that I want nothing more than to lavish with kisses and bites before sucking what is sure to be a perfect nipple into my mouth.

Bryn groans and, reaching down, starts giving my dick the attention it has been demanding. The pressure from the heel of her hand as it rubs against my zipper feels so good.

It ends too soon, but Bryn reaches for my belt buckle, undoing it before starting to work on my zipper. I take the hint and unbutton the top of my shirt before pulling it over my head.

I hear Bryn’s intake of breath as she sees my bare chest for the first time. I pause for a moment, taking in her hooded eyes as they follow the light V that I’ve worked so hard for down to the briefs sticking out from my unzipped jeans. She wets her lips, and my dick jolts like he was the one that just got licked by her pink tongue.

She notes the movement, a daring smile igniting in her eyes as they meet mine.

I reach out, grabbing her hands and pulling them over her head. I pin them against the wall with one hand, my other sliding down her back, where I snag the zipper of her dress, slowly dragging it down. I place kisses down the side of her neck, and she tilts her head, giving me access to every inch.

Unable to wait any longer, I run my fingers along the bottom of her dress, feeling her shudder as my fingers touch the sensitive inside of her thighs. Grabbing the fabric, I pull it up and over her head, tossing it to the ground as I take in her curvy body still covered by a simple black bra and underwear. Shaking my head, I look into her eyes, noting a hint of self-consciousness, before stalking back forward to claim her mouth with mine.

Our tongues tangle as I make quick work of her bra, throwing it on the floor to join the rest of our clothes. My thumbs find her nipples, and I slowly rub them back and forth before gently pinching them between my fingers.

She tilts her head, letting out a soft moan, and I take advantage of her arched back to bring her nipple into my mouth, sucking. She pushes her hips into mine, and I can feel the wet heat of her through our underwear.

I release her nipple with a “pop” while giving her the friction she wants from my dick. “B, are you already wet for me?”

She nods, a moment of insecurity evident on her face.

I nuzzle into her neck, kissing the soft skin there while trying to reassure her of just how attractive I find her arousal. “That is so fucking hot.”

Emboldened by my praise, she tugs on my jeans, pulling them down as she pushes me backward until my calves hit the bed. I sit, quickly kicking my jeans off and pulling Bryn between my legs.

She flashes me a lopsided smile, the left side of her lips tugging up before she runs her hands down my shoulders, bringing her mouth back to mine as she climbs on top of my lap, our underwear the only thing between us. The heat from her mouth vanishes then, only to reappear moments later on my neck.

I tilt my head, releasing a groan as she nips at the column of my throat.

Bryn’s exploration moves lower, and I lean back, bracing my arms on the bed as I watch her kiss her way down my stomach. As she reaches the waistband of my briefs, her eyes find mine again before she starts to tug them down. I shift my weight backward, lifting my hips to help her.

As my dick pops free, she pauses, kissing the head before dropping to her knees between my legs.

“Fuuuck, Bryn.” I groan, the remaining blood in my body rushing to my erection at the soft feel of her lips against my skin.

She smiles up at me as her tongue darts out, licking her lips before she bites the bottom one.

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