Page 115 of Just One Bite
I pick a spot on her collarbone to press my lips to. My mind runs wild with all the things I want to do.Mine. Mine. Mine.
“I didn’t know it was you until after I met you.”
“It’s always been me, baby. I’ve been waiting for you for so long. Every night, I was with you.”
My tongue runs over my mark, and she gasps.
“You can’t—”
A hum runs through my throat at the way her body presses into mine when I lick there. Her fingernails dig into my shoulder. The whimper that leaves her throat when I suck at her skin brings the itch through my entire body.
“Wait. I’m going to …”
“Just from my mark? Oh. That’s so fucking hot.”
My blood is boiling. Every second, I’m more excited to touch her, but she needs me to be gentle. I have to take care of her. I want to be inside her, but she needs to be relaxed and ready.
“In these fantasies, how long does it take you to start begging for me?”
I kiss each finger on her injured hand before safely placing it on the pillow next to her head and giving attention to her breasts. She squirms again when my tongue meets her nipple, and I nibble at the underside of her breast.
“I need you,” she breathes into my hair.
“I know.”
The mess on her thighs gives her away, with my fingers teasing her between her legs.
“Shit. There’s no way you are already that wet for me.”
I think of her eyes when I pinned her in the bathroom stall. She wanted me inside her because she’d imagined it. Over and over.
“Are you finally going to tell me about those dreams?”
There’s so much I want to do with her, but for now, keeping her from using her hand and injured ankle is my priority. This time will be different, but still, it’s everything I’ve wanted. I kiss her hand. Knowing as our skin touches, I’m healing her.
I don’t want to break the connection.
“You snuck into my bed,” she says.
“Oh? You mean like this?” I focus on her clit, moving in slow circles.
Her hips buck, and a strangled whimper leaps from her throat.
She’s ready for me. I just want a few more minutes to look at her and revel in how she’s completely naked, with wetness covering her thighs from me touching her. The only clothing left between us is my boxers. My mouth waters at the sight. I’m going to claim her, and everyone is going to know.
“Parker, please.”
“What, baby?”
“I need you inside me.”
“You’re so pretty when you beg.”
She really is.Mygirl is coming undone in front of me.
I reach my hand into my boxers to thumb over the precum on my cock, then press my fingers into her. Slow at first, then deeper until she’s writhing and clenching around my hand. There needs to be more of me inside her. She needs to be full.
“Tell me more, go on.”
