Page 35 of My Orc Contract Husband
Instead, I think I pressed myself against him and tried to remember how to speak. “I’m…I’m a virgin, Tarkhan, but I’ve practiced plenty of times. I mean, I’m not going to go all squeamish, I just thought you should know that I’ve never been with a guy.”
I swear I saw something like triumph flare in his eyes for a moment before he reined it in. “We don’t have to do anything, Sami.”
“No, no.” I took a deep breath. “I want to experience this. I want to experience it with you.”
Was it possible for his voice to go even lower. “Experience what, wife?”
“Pleasure,” I breathed.
“Oh, I’mverygood at pleasure.”
That’s what I’m betting on.
I would have said it, had he not lowered his lips to mine, and I forgot about everything else.
Who would have thought that my lips could fit so perfectly between his tusks? His mouth wasn’t at all oddly shaped, and felt like the other guys I’d kissed over the years—no. No, Tarkhan feltsomuch better than anyone I’d kissed before, let’s be honest.
His lips were large and soft, and parted over mine. I liked that he didn’t shove his tongue inside my mouth likesome of the other guys I’d kissed…instead, he gently teased me with its tip, until I was in charge, allowing him access. My tongue met his, and when I felt the ridges along his tongue, I gasped.
He was smiling at that sound as he moved his lips to my jaw, my temple, then back to my lips. I could do little except hold onto his waist and remember to breathe, because I was amazed how erotic justkissingcould be. It was as if every fiber of my being was attuned to this male. Myhusband.
I didn’t even bother to stifle the little whimper of need at that thought, and he answered with a groan.
“I want to touch you, Sami,” he whispered harshly against my temple, his cock hard against my stomach. “But only if you?—”
“Touch me,” I demanded. “Now.”
With a groan, his hand went to my breast, and when he found out I wasn’t wearing a bra, he groaned again, his hand cupping me through my shirt. He squeezed, and I gasped.
“Gods below, you have the most perfect tits,” he rumbled, and I had to smile as I arched into his hold.
“Well, they like what you’re doing very much,” I assured him.
Or at least, I thought I liked it. Right up until he lowered his mouth to my chest and closed his lips around my nipplethrough my T-shirt. That’s when I decided Ilovedwhat he was doing.
“Oh my God,” I whispered as my knees went out, and I clutched at his head to hold him in place.
He chuckled before rasping his tongue across my nipple, the wet cotton sticking to my skin in the most intriguing ways.
“You going to tell me what this acronym means?” he asked, switching his attention to the other breast.
I could only moan in response.
While one hand held me, the other dropped lower. I felt him cup my core through my sleep shorts, and I bucked against him, the pressure surprising and perfect all at once.
“That’s it, Sami,” he purred, nuzzling my breast. “Let me feel how hot you are. Fuck, you’re wet. I can feel you through these things.”
I wanted him to rip off my sleep shorts. I wanted to feel his fingersinme, not just on me. But I couldn’t seem to make my voice work, and instead found myself humping his hand, riding him like a bitch in heat, gasping when he took my nipple into his mouth again.
It shouldnotbe this erotic to have him touching me while we were both still fully clothed. How in the hell was I so close to orgasm already?
His thick fingers pressed against the seam of my shorts, pressing the material into my wetness as he murmured things against my chest. More importantly, the huge heel of his hand cupped my mound, and my clit was on fire from that pressure.
Panting, moaning, I ground against his hand, holding onto his head as he bent over me…
And when he caught my nipple between his teeth andpulled? I gasped and stiffened as my climax burst over me.
“That’s it, love. That’s it.” He licked my nipple again. “Come on my hand like a good girl.”
