Page 114 of Just One Bite
I’m already hard. I don’t know how many times I’ve fantasized about this, but her touch is better than any dream.
This is different from anything we’ve done before, not that I want her any less. I didn’t think it was possible to want her more, but this is a new kind of want. It’s almost sacred. We won’t be able to take this back. I feel it in our rapid heartbeats and the way her fingers dig into my skin.
She watches me strip. Then kisses my chest between me taking her clothes off. I’m careful to avoid her wrist.
“Wait.” I stop just short of tugging off her shorts. “Tell me why.”
Hovering over her, I drag a finger down the valley of her breasts, and her breaths melt into long sighs. Nothing has ever felt this good. Because she’smy mate.
“Is it because you want to feel good and I’m the only one you trust to touch you?” I ask.
Her back arches into my touch when I bring my fingers below her belly button.
“Or is it because … you think about me touching you, only me, and you want more …”
Either way, I’m hers, but I need to know for my own sanity, that way I can pick up the little pieces of my heart enough to function.
“It’s only you that I want.” Her violet and golden eyes glisten in the dim light of the hearth.
Yep. Her pants are coming off. We’re about to have sex. And we’re in her room, which means … Oh, shit—
“Fuck. I don’t have any protection.”
“Oh, I started taking the protection potion a couple weeks ago.”
Those words send my skin ablaze with the itch of shifting, and I tower over her, pressing her hips into the mattress.
“You did that … thinking about me?”
“Yes.” Her gaze shifts uneasily. “I thought it might be a good idea so we didn’t need to worry about anything when we …”
“We?” I brush my fingers over her stomach. Still reeling from the fact that she thought about this.Weeks ago.
“When I asked you to have sex with me.” She swallows, with her heart stuttering.
She’s so fucking cute. Her cheeks are all red like she’s embarrassed to admit it.
“Holy shit, Olivia. You’re a dream. You’remydream.”
“Will you?”
“Yeah, baby, I will.”
She squirms while I strip off her underwear, then pin her by the elbows.
“Careful. Your only job today is to take what I give you and let me keep you from hurting yourself further. This is really your first time?”
She nods. “I almost did once with my dance partner. But he left before it happened.”
Olivia opened up about her asshat dance partner over dinner once and the night he made her cry.Fucker. But his colossal loss is my momentous gain.
“That night I had a dream … about you.”
Oh, fuck yes.She left out that part. “Tell me more.”
I lick between her breasts and take a nipple in my mouth, and she arches into my touch. Her perfect breasts I’ve been wanting to touch and taste. So many times, I’ve imagined this. Her breasts are full and supple. It’s messy and wet as I suck, and we both moan. I want to savor it. Olivia is completely naked and firmly set in my arms.
“So you’ve been fantasizing about this for a long time, haven’t you?”
