Page 36 of Sly Like a Fox
“So are you.”She works at my belt with increasing urgency, her movements becoming more frantic as her need builds.“I love how you feel under my hands.”
When she finally frees my cock from my pants, I groan at the relief and the sensation of her confident touch.She wraps her fingers around me with sure strokes that make rational thought impossible.
“I want to touch you everywhere,” I whisper, lifting her to sit on a shelf stacked with towels.The position brings us to perfect height, and I work my hand between her legs to find her pussy already wet and ready.
She gasps as I stroke her folds through the thin lace, letting her head fall back against the supply shelves.“Don’t stop.”
I slide the fabric aside and work two fingers deep inside her, curling them to find the spot that makes her back arch with pleasure.Her channel is hot and tight around me when she clenches her internal muscles while she rides my hand with increasing desperation.
“You’re so wet for me.”I add a third finger and increase the pressure until she’s trembling.“I love how you respond to my touch.”
“Only for you.”She digs her nails into my shoulders as she moves against my hand, seeking the friction that will push her over the edge.“No one else has ever made me feel like this.”
The confession makes something primal stir in my chest.It’s possessive and protective in ways that have nothing to do with the mission and everything to do with the woman in my arms.
When she starts to spasm around my fingers, indicating she’s about to come, I work her clit harder and faster, giving her the intensity she needs to fall over the edge.Her release hits like a shock wave, and she buries her face against my shoulder to muffle her cry of pleasure.
“I need you inside me,” she whispers when the tremors subside, her voice raw with continued need.“Now.”
I position myself at her entrance, teasing her with shallow movements that make her hips buck with frustrated need.“Are you ready for me?”
“I’ve been ready since our first kiss.”She guides me to exactly where she needs me while wrapping her legs around my waist.“Please, Fenton.”
When I push inside her slowly, her mouth falls open in a silent gasp of pleasure.She feels incredible.Her opening is hot, tight, and perfect around my cock, like her body was designed specifically for mine.I pause when I’m fully seated inside her, overwhelmed by the sensation.“You feel amazing.”
She responds by tightening her legs around my waist and taking me even deeper.The position allows me to fill her completely, and the sensation makes us both groan with pleasure.
“Move,” she whispers in a rush.“I need you to move.”
I establish a rhythm that has her trembling against the supply shelves, each stroke designed to maximize the friction and pressure that’s driving us both toward madness.The storage room fills with the sound of our breathing and the soft noises of our bodies joining.
“You like this?”I ask, changing the angle to hit a spot that makes her gasp.
“I love it.”She bites her lip to keep from crying out too loudly.“I love the way your cock fills me completely.”
My pleasure is driving me toward a primal state of my shifter nature, and I feel the familiar signs of partial transformation.It’s more an internal transformation, but it enhances my strength and gives me more stamina to support her weight effortlessly while maintaining the rhythm that’s driving us both toward release.
“I feel how close you are,” I murmur, adjusting my angle to increase the pressure against her pussy as it quivers around me.“Please come for me, Jenna.”
“Not yet.”She shakes her head, trying to hide her full reaction even as her body betrays her need.“I want this to last.”
I grin, feeling her resolve crumble with each thrust as her body trembles and tightens around me, revealing she’s fighting a losing battle.
“Then we’ll take our time.”I slow my movements deliberately, making each stroke long and deep and measured.“But I’m going to make you come so hard you forget your own name.”The promise makes her shudder with anticipation.“Tell me what you want,” I whisper against her ear.
“You.All of you.Forever.”Her confession is slightly desperate, revealing the depth of her feelings.“I want everything we can build together.”
The emotion behind her words pushes me past the point of stopping.I thrust harder and faster, giving her the intensity she needs while pouring all my love and commitment into every movement.
When her second release hits, it’s even more powerful than the first.She convulses around me, milking my cock in ways that trigger my own climax.I come inside her with a low groan, my vision going white with the intensity of it.
For several heartbeats, we remain locked together, breathing hard and trembling with aftershocks.The storage room is hot and cramped, but her body is warm and perfect in my arms.
“I love you,” she whispers, pressing soft kisses to my throat.
“I love you, too.”I hold her closer, still buried deeply inside her.“More than anything.”
As we slowly return to reality and begin restoring our clothing, I realize taking our time might not have been the best strategy.I glance at my watch, expecting to have spent more than an hour in here with her, but it’s only been ten minutes.Imagining what we can do with an hour, or an entire night, almost derails me.
