Page 58 of Just One Bite
Oh, this girl.Mygirl.
She gasps when I grab her by the waist and seat her so she’s straddling me. My hips dig into hers, and her eyes widen. She can feel how hard I am.
Threading my fingers in her hair, I bring her neck to my teeth and sink into her again. A strangled whimper leaves her throat as I drink, satisfaction thrumming through my brain. This is the best fucking day of my life. It’s more than the taste. It’s her on my tongue. It’s her wanting me. It’s Olivia on top of me.
“Parker.”My name comes out of her mouth more like a moan, and her hips buck into me.
I lean back. “I know, baby. But just a little more, okay?”
She nods desperately, and her warm blood floods my mouth one last time before I retreat and lick her neck.
“Feel okay?”
Her heart is hammering, but her breath is slow. All the ache in my body is gone, like it never existed. We keep doing this, falling back into this natural rhythm, and something about it feels so good.
“I feel … really good,” she whispers. It’s an admission to more. My length throbs.
Those glossy eyes confirm it. She wants me.
“You like this,” I say.
Her breaths are uneven, and our noses almost touch while I take in a long drag of her scent and nearly shake from the rolling need lingering there.
“I can smell how much you want me.” I brush the hair from her neck, waiting to see if she protests, but there’s nothing but another needy swell of her chest as I kiss and lick at the skin just below her ear. She adjusts her hips to get more friction, and I help, moving my hand to her lower back and pressing. “Have you ever been touched like this before?”
My lips move to her jaw, and I’m hyperaware of how intimate this is and how this is supposed to be fake. But there’s nothing fake about the way I want her.
“I’ve only been bitten once before.”
“You know that’s not what I mean … I can feel how much you want me. How your heart picks up when I press into you.”
Her heart responds in a pleasing flicker, and I take a long sniff of her hair.
“You smell like you need me.”
She gasps when my cock throbs between her thighs, followed by a soft groan.
“When I did this before, it wasn’t like this … All of this is different.”
For me too. There’s no thinking of other girls with Olivia on top of me. I’ve never had anything that compares to what’s happening here.
I stop moving, tearing myself from her scent. “Do you want me to stop?”
Her trust is the most important thing to me. Even if I sense how much she wants me, maybe she isn’t ready. Maybe she doesn’t want me to be the one who gives her everything her body is screaming for. I want it to be me. I hope it’s me.
“No. Don’t stop.”
“Good. Let me do something nice for you.” I grin and squeeze her tighter.
“Something nice?”
“Yeah, you helped me. I’ll help you. Then we’ll be even.” I lift my hips into hers so she understands exactly what I want to help with.
“I … I don’t want to have sex.”
“No sex, underwear stays on.” I don’t need her naked to make her come, and that challenge excites me more.
“Okay.” She nods and I wait. “Yes.”
