Page 43 of Sutton's Shadow

She should be embarrassed by how wet she was but forgot all about it when his fingers slid through her folds, finding the hardened knot that pulsed with desire. He circled around it, steadily increasing the pressure while torturing her with glancing caresses.

He teased her breasts, one then the other, as he stimulated her with his fingers. She writhed under his touch, arching her hips, hoping to nudge his strokes where she needed them most.

Inserting a finger deep into her channel, he pressed his thumb against her clit. The sensation forced the breath from her lungs with a loud moan. It had been so long since she’d been touched; she was greedy for more. She clutched at his shoulders, closing her eyes to bask in the attention.

Sutton’s eyes snapped open when his movements stopped, and she found his gaze rapt on her face as if he wanted to devour the sight of her. The midnight depths transforming to liquid desire had her heart squeezing. All that lustful hunger focused on her made her bold.

As his fingers worked her clit, she reached out and slid her hand down his abdomen until she covered his erection. She stroked over it, reveling in the groan that rumbled through him. She attempted to squeeze him, but the material of his pants prevented her ministrations. Instead, she reached once again for his belt, sliding the end out of the buckle. With a twist of her fingers, she had the button open and was pulling the zipper down. Then her hand was on him. His cock jerked the moment she touched him.

She wrapped her hand around his pulsing length, the growl of pleasure that erupted from between his lips sending more heat to her core. She matched his movements, pumping him as he thrust his fingers inside her. When he swept her clit with his thumb, she did the same with the slit at his tip, spreading the moisture around the head.

Soon, though, she lost track of the rhythm as her orgasm approached. The slick, gliding pressure of his fingers against her aching nub as he stroked rhythmically caused the highest arousal of her life. She arched sinuously against his touch, unable to help herself. With a cry, she broke.

Chapter 13

Wyattsurgedtohisknees, reluctantly pulling himself out of her grasp. He’d never ached to be inside someone as much as he did her. He pushed his pants off before reaching to yank her shorts down her luscious legs.

He looked down at her, taking her in. Her tawny hair had come loose from the messy bun and lay spread across the sheets. Her breasts heaved with her breathing, the lovely pink-tipped buds still as hard as diamonds. A flush colored her chest and face as she floated down from her orgasm. He’d never seen anything more stunning, and for tonight, she was his.

Pushing her legs apart, he settled between them, his cock jutting toward her core. With his weight resting on his forearms, he bracketed her face, brushing his lips against hers, breathing in her exotic, flowery scent.

She opened her eyes and smiled, causing his heart to stop before flipping over and pounding against his rib cage. She reached up and slid her fingers down the side of his face, whispering his name.

“So lovely,” he sighed. Her smile grew as her fingers continued to travel down his body. She traced the tendon on his neck, then across his collarbone before moving lower. Her nails scraped over his nipple, and he sucked in a breath. She appeared to like his reaction, since she did it again.

He couldn’t not touch her as she explored him. He delved his fingers into her thick tresses, loving the feel of the silky strands through his fingers. He used his thumbs to skim the sensitive skin of her neck, thrilled to see the goosebumps erupt on her body.

When her touch moved lower, gliding past his abs until her fingers once again were wrapped around his cock, his hands tightened in her hair. A bolt of lust shot straight to his cock, which jerked in her hand. His breath seized in his lungs when she used the tip to tease her entrance, spreading her wetness all over him.

With a groan, he grabbed the condom packet he’d placed beside them on the bed. Tearing it open, he batted her hands away from him to roll it down his length. As soon as it was on, her hand was around him again, pressing the blunt head to her slick folds, guiding him home.

With a groan, he dropped his chin to his chest, unable to look away from the sight of his cock finally sliding inside Sutton, slowly, inch by inch. He clenched his jaw against the surge of pleasure. He felt alive, more alive than he’d ever felt with anybody else, and he knew once would never be enough.

The pressure built in his spine once he was fully seated inside her. He had barely begun to move, and already he was skirting the edge.

Wyatt gritted his teeth, needing a distraction before he blew it.

His gaze traveled up her body. Her back arched, her breasts jutting forward. The pink-tipped nipples were full and sweet and still hard from his earlier ministrations. The smooth skin of her chest was flushed and unmoving.

Brows furrowed, he moved his gaze to her face. Her head was thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream. Eyes shut tight; her entire body seized with her breath locked in her lungs.

“Breathe, baby,” he crooned.

Sutton’s eyes flew open as the air escaped from her lungs in a rush. He smiled down at her, drowning in her cornflower blue gaze until her hips flexed. With a groan, he dropped to his elbows and claimed her mouth. She opened to him with a sigh that transformed to a whimper when he withdrew from her heat until just the tip of his cock remained sheathed.

He growled deep into her mouth and jerked his hips, driving deep. His hand delved into her hair, gripping tight as he plowed into her. She met him thrust for thrust, her legs moving to wrap around his hips. Tension built, and he broke the kiss to watch her face lost in the throes of passion. He observed the nuances in her expression, noting when he touched on places that intensified her frenzied excitement.

The hands gripping his biceps moved up, sliding over his shoulders and farther up the back of his neck as he leaned down to take her mouth again. He welcomed the slight pain of her fingers grasping his hair, knowing he’d lost her to the pleasure.

“Wyatt,” she gasped, her thighs tightening around him. “I’m... I’m...”

“Come for me, baby,” he urged, just as her body seized and she let out a high-pitched moan. Her pussy rippled around his shaft, tiny muscles gripping him. Sutton’s release rolled on, convulsions surging through her body as she clutched him tight from head to toe.

The mind-blowing pulse of her pussy clenching his cock drove away his control. He continued to thrust, his hips grinding into hers with a driving momentum becoming less polished as he grew closer to heaven.

He banded an arm around her back, holding her to him, impaled on his cock, as he found his release. Stars flickered behind his vision as he burst inside her, her sweet shivers drawing everything from him. With one last jerk of his hips, he buried himself deep inside her, his throat tight as pleasurable sensations rolled over him. It lasted forever and was over far too quickly as they lay gasping in each other’s arms.

Wyatt opened his eyes to Sutton’s flushed face. She was breathing heavily, but a slight smile tipped her lips. His heart soared at the contented expression. Her eyes flew open as he observed her, and her smile widened.

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