Page 54 of Hungry Like a Wolf
Immediately, the material loosened and then he stooped and gripped the hem, staring into her eyes he pulled it upward.
She was acutely aware that within seconds, she would be as naked as he and there would be no going back.
For a second, she was blinded by the wool and then she was in his arms. He pulled her close with one hand set over her ass and the other in the small of her back.
“You are mine to touch,” he said, “as I am yours to touch.”
Her hard nipples scraped against his chest.
“Hold me,” he said, squeezing her closer still. “You must learn me as I learn you.”
She bit on her bottom lip and stared into his eyes. Then she smoothed her hands from the rounds of his shoulders to his thick neck and then back down to his biceps. His flesh was warm and smooth and seemed to almost vibrate with the strength lurking beneath the surface.
He roamed his touch up her back, to her neck, then down to her ass again. He traced the shape of her waist and the flare of her hips.
Her breaths quickened and she ran her palms down his wide back to his ass. It was pleasingly taut and a sexy fuzz of hair covered each buttock.
Her breath hitched. Was this a sin? To enjoy a man’s body this way?
“You’re doing so well,” he murmured, his lips almost touching hers. “And I like your hands on me.”
“I’m glad.”
“Touch me here too.” He pulled back a fraction and took her right hand. He angled it between their bodies. “Touch my cock.”
She gulped. “But shouldn’t you just…”
“Shh, trust me, remember?”
She nodded and slipped lower into the warmth between their bodies. When she found his cock, she gasped at the size and steely hardness of it.
“Mmm.” He closed his eyes. “Now hold it firm. Learn me.”
For a moment, she hesitated, then, watching his rapt expression, she took it determinedly into her fist.
He groaned low and guttural.
She tightened her grip and ran her hand down to the base.
He groaned some more, a long expulsion of air.
“You like that?” she asked, hoping he did but not entirely sure.
“Fuck.Ja, I do.” He opened his eyes and looked downward. “Your little hands on me… Fuck…”
She stroked him some more. His body tensed and his cock twitched within her hold. “Ravn.”
“Carmel. So good…Mmm…” He cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers. His warm tongue probed and there was a little more urgency in his kiss than there had been before.
A flutter of excitement caught in her belly and she pressed her legs together as heat went to her pussy. Instead of feeling weak and overcome, as she’d expected, right now, she felt as though she held the reins. She was the one controlling his pleasure.
She ran her thumb over the tip of his cock, through the deep slit there. The glossy surface was a little damp.
“I don’t want you to stop, but I think you should,” he murmured, canting his hips for her touch.
“Why?” She held him firmer.
“Because it is not time for me to spill my seed yet.” He suddenly caught her wrist, halting her movements. “And if you keep doing that, I will.”
