Page 64 of Unhinged Magic
His hand slid to the base of my neck, holding me in place as he kissed me with that same purpose, slamming his mouth against mine. I wasn’t sure what drove the intensity spiraling from him, but he could kiss me like this for all of eternity.
My hands dug into his shoulders, clutching his dress shirt as he hungrily devoured my mouth, his hands moving behind me and pulling me to the edge of the wall until I barely perched on it.
I was addicted to this, to him. There was no man that could replace this feeling inside me. Because now I had tasted the mate bond, I craved him in every way possible. I slid my hands between us, gripping his hardness. I rubbed him through his pants, eliciting a deep groan from him as he rocked into my palm.
“Youmaddenme.” His voice deepened to a rasp, like I could make him come apart at any moment. “Your touch could drive me insane if I were to let it.”
His voice did things to me, didallthe things. In my mind, between my thighs. I had never wanted someone so badly in my life.
He pushed my dress further up my thighs, exposing me bare, having not worn any underwear. The things girls did to avoid a panty line.
He cursed. “If I’d known you were bare beneath this dress, I would have done this before we left.”
He dropped to his knees, burying his face in my sex. I gasped. Looking down at him, I watched as he slid his tongue through my center, tasting me.
“Wes...” I whispered as his tongue dragged through me.
I fisted his hair, holding onto the only thing stopping me from falling into the water behind, unable to drag my eyes from himstaring back up at me. It was intimate, vulnerable, to let him have me this way out here.
He circled my clit, and a whimper forced from me as he sucked delicately where he knew I needed it.
“Please don’t stop,” I moaned, and he didn’t. He held onto my thighs, burying his head deeper, sweeping his tongue faster.
I held onto him, unabashedly rocking against his tongue.
Anyone could have come outside for air, could have walked around the corner to have their own rendezvous, but I didn’t care. Right now, there was only him and me, and a desperation in every sweep of his tongue driving me wild.
I cursed as Icrumbledunder his touch, his intense gaze gripping mine.
Wesley stood, swiping his thumb over my bottom lip. “Taste yourself. You’re so sweet it’s insane.”
Instinctively, I let him slide his thumb between my lips until the faint essence of me lingered on my taste buds. He watched the motion like a starved man admiring his bounty.
“How do you do that?” I whispered, trying to calm my chest. “How do you justknow?”
A wry smile tugged at his lips. “I watch and listen. Every breath, every sigh of yours, is my very own roadmap, Skip.”
He kissed me again, and I fell dizzy under his spell, fumbling with his belt until it loosened. Undoing his zipper, he watched me intently as I pulled his length free, running my hands over him.
“It’s so much better when you do it,” he gritted out, watching me. His pupils dilated, blowing out like midnight had captured his soul.
I traced his lips with my thumb. They parted, his eyes sliding closed for a fraction of a second before bursting back open. Releasing my hand from him, he nudged himself at my entrance.
He cupped my face. “You’re my fucking world. Never forget that.”
For a moment, his comment startled me. For Wes to swear around me was odd, but I had mere seconds to comprehend the thought before he pushed inside me.
I gasped, clinging to him. “Give me a second.”
He paused, letting me adjust to him. Wesley was made to deliciously bend my limits.
“You ok?” His breath moved over my lips. His next words ghosted against my mouth as a mindless whisper. “Because when you are, let it be known I’m going to fuck you.”
I melted. “Please.”
He wasted no time pulling out and impaling me, the stretch of him so intense I cried out in both pain and pleasure at once. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he gripped my ass, drawing back only to grind into me harder with every thrust.
He fucked me, stamping his claim on my heart. His ink bleeding into my soul.
