Page 79 of Winter's End

His fingers trailed the hemline of my t-shirt. He yanked it firmly, pulling me toward him before sliding the shirt off over my head. He unclasped my bra and sucked a breath through his teeth as his gaze roamed over my exposed breasts.

Shane had been discreet during our threesome, but I’d felt the searing heat of his gaze on me through most of it. Honest me would admit I had basked in his attention.

Just like I basked in it now. His large palms held my hot, heavy breasts in his hands. Massaging the flesh, he used his thumbs to stimulate my nipples into spikes. His impressive cock twitched behind the cotton layer of his sweats.

Those sweats needed to disappear. Now. I tugged at the waistband and Quick rose on his knees, allowing me to bring them down over his ass to the bridge of his calves. He shucked them off with a kick, his usual comic-character boxers nowhere to be found.

My mouth watered at the naked specimen in all his glory, kneeling over top of me. Shane Quicksilver had a huge cock. Thick and long, with a slight curve at the end, the satisfying mushroom head was going to hit all the right places.

Overtaken by the need to have him, a moan escaped, blocking all of my other senses. Quick’s devilish grin brought more sparks to my pussy as he wasted no time pulling my shorts and panties down to my ankles.

He didn’t hesitate. Now we were both naked, he wouldn’t give me time to change my mind. I knew he would stop the second I asked him, but it wasn’t going to happen. We were too far gone. It was time.

He palmed my pussy, his hand cupping me and collecting my wetness as he brushed his thumb over my clit. My body bucked off the bed at the light, tight circles; I was so wound up; I knew it would take nothing to make me come. By the look of satisfaction on Quick’s gorgeous face, he was counting on it.

He leaned over the bed and reached into my nightstand, fumbling around until he brought out my vibrating egg. With a knowing smirk, he held up the pink silicon toy and wiggled it in his hand.

“Is this what you use to get yourself off, Snow?”

He sucked the egg into his mouth, and I nearly came on the spot at the dirty gesture. It was clean, but the move had the desired effect. His other hand still held my cunt, and a fresh wave of sticky arousal coated his palm.

Quick popped the egg out of his mouth and smacked his lips appreciatively.

“Have you ever gotten yourself off thinking of me?” His raised brow and dark expression were wicked.

I swallowed hard, as his hungry eyes never wavered from mine.

“Yes,” I whispered, finally admitting my true desires. Yes, I had thought of him fucking me in this bed while touching myself. More than once. But they had been forbidden thoughts.

His storm-gray eyes lit up in triumph. “Dirty girl.”

He turned on the egg, letting it vibrate against his fingers for a second before placing it delicately on my clit.

Fuck, that felt good. He released my pussy and slowly thrust two coated fingers into me while he rolled the egg against my clit over and over, causing a heady rush of sensation.

I moaned and writhed on the bed beneath him, so close to blissful release. He continued to fuck me with his fingers before sliding a well-lubricated pinkie into my ass.

I pressed into all of his fingers, every one of them forcing pleasure into me as the egg never left my clit.

“That’s a good girl.” At the praise in his deep voice, I lost myself to every thrust and pulse and vibration. “You’re going to look so pretty taking my cock.”

His filthy words pulled the orgasm right out of me—my walls clenched and I gushed my release all over his slowing hand.

He pulled his fingers free and brought them to his lips, taking his time to savor my flavor as I came down from my high.

“That was so fucking hot, Snow. I love watching you come apart for me.”

He dropped his body on top of mine and kissed me with such feral desire. He was every bit of the panther I always teased him to be.

“Your cum is so fucking sweet, Snow. I’m going to clean you up before I own your body with mine.”

He slid down me until his mouth covered my pussy; his tongue licked me like a delicious popsicle until every drop of my arousal was gone.

I was quivering for more. For all of him. I needed him to stuff his cock so deep inside me he would become a part of me forever.

He sat up again. With his eyes closed and his head tipped to the ceiling, he smacked his lips.

When they opened, his gaze locked on mine and he shifted his weight over me. Lining up his cock with my entrance, he notched himself within me. The light pressure of him made me lightheaded in anticipation.

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