Page 22 of Sassy Embrace

He swore he saw her eyes turn a shade of black as she writhed on the couch. He swiftly removed her remaining clothes and began to worship her body.

His hands traced patterns across the canvas of her skin. Each touch was met with a shiver of pleasure. Her eyes, dark and wanting, locked on his with an unspoken plea in their depths. He smirked down at her, appreciating the sight of the wolf shifter's vulnerability for a moment before he climbed on the lounge.

He sat back, allowing Leigh to straddle him. His hands rested on her hips, guiding her movements as she settled on top.

Every inch of his body hummed with anticipation as he slowly filled her. Leigh threw her head back, a gasp falling from her lips as she adjusted to his size.

Claude held his breath, savoring the feel of her wrapped around him. He wanted to remember how tight and wet she felt, how every movement sent shivers of delight coursing through him.

"Leigh," he growled, pulling her closer until their bodies were fused together, "you're so perfect."

She gave him a sultry smile and started to move.

Her hands gripped onto his shoulders for leverage, and her fingers dug into his flesh. The tiny pinpricks of pain fueled his need for her and clouded his mind with euphoria. Slick with sweat and glowing under the dim lights of the room, Leigh was an ethereal vision of beauty that made him throw back his head and groan loudly.

Claude's grip on her hips tightened as he dictated a new pace, harder and faster. She let out a series of gasps, each one more desperate than the last. His name fell from her lips in a soft plea only feeding his desire to claim her further.

Her breasts bounced rhythmically against his chest while their eyes locked. It was a raw connection that neither had experienced. A moment where time itself seemed to still, held captive by their passion.

Leigh’s body clenched around him. Her movements became frantic and desperate. She bounced faster and harder against him, yielding to the insatiable desire that consumed them both.

His climax approached fast, a powerful wave of pleasure threatening to engulf him.

"Leigh..." he warned, his voice barely more than a whisper as he held onto her tighter. His every muscle coiled in anticipation of what was about to come.

“Claude, Claude. Fuck!” she chanted, and that was all it took. She clenched around him as her climax took over. His vision turned black as he was swept away by the most intense orgasm he’d ever had in his life.

Sweaty and spent, they lay together on the couch until they regained their energy.

“Well, that was…” she started to speak.

“Hot. Ethereal. Tantalizing,” he said

“Mediocre, dismal.” She laughed, leaning over to catch her breath.

He reached out and spanked her ass. It took her by surprise. “Bratty girls get punished,” he said with a snarl.

“What good does it do if they enjoy the punishment?” she responded and hopped off the couch before he could deal out another round of spankings.

She grabbed her clothes in the process and headed to get cleaned up and dressed. He leaned back against the couch and thought about how royally fucked he was. This shifter would be ingrained in him forever.

ELEVEN

LEIGH

“Damn,” Leigh remarked when she returned fully dressed. “I haven’t cum that hard…Shit…in so long…”

“You’re telling me,” he said, chuckling. “You’re like a drug, Leigh. So tasty, and fine, and strong…”

He eyed her bicep, then gnawed at it playfully. Leigh giggled, then felt her stomach grumble.

Claude stopped nibbling at her arm, then smirked. Leigh felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks, though, her entire body was still pretty warm.

“Hungry?” he asked.

“I could eat,” she said, biting her lip. “Do you have any plans for tonight?”

“Not at all,” Claude said, brushing his lips against hers, sending a whole new wave of shivers up Leigh’s spine. “I'm all yours."

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