Page 13 of Wolfish Desire
He’s so gentle, even as he spreads me open and feasts on the sight of my pussy as if I’m the only woman in the world and he needs to make his mark on me immediately. I’ve never felt so treasured. Every glance, every word matters to him.
Kingston’s eyelids hood as he stares at the way my nipples point up to the ceiling. He’s just as excited as I am. Can he hear my pulse thumping at breakneck speed? Sense how close I am already?
As his tongue meanders slowly around my clit, I gasp at how slick and sensitive I am. A thick finger slides into me as his lips seal around my button, sucking for a moment before resuming a steady licking pattern that makes my toes curl and my heels dig into the bed.
Kingston groans deeply, as if he were enjoying a fine meal. He might not want to have sex yet, but this is just as intimate as far as I’m concerned. The mattress creaks slightly as he shifts, scooping his hands under my ass to lift me higher, digging in while increasing the pressure.
I’m already quaking, my breath ragged. My right hand grabs his shoulder while the other grips the blanket, to stop the sensation that I’m about to float away.
Every time he groans it sends a tingle of sparks through my whole body. Everything is pulling inward and I can feel the explosion building, choosing its moment.
How long will it be before his massive, solid body is on top of mine while he thrusts into me? How long will he make me wait? A month? A week? Maybe tomor?—
Oh. Wowowowow.
The thought of Kingston being inside me sets off a series of massive fireworks across my hips and down my body. My shoulders jerk back against the bed, and I can’t even pull in a full breath. His eyes glow, as if he’s grinning on the inside.
I love that he’s so proud of himself for making me come this hard. A second finger slips inside as well, stretching me open as the waves of pleasure roll on and on.
Another deep shiver runs through me as he reaches up to clasp my hand. Staring into his eyes as his tongue continues to flicker across my button, prolonging the climax of a lifetime, I realize I’m falling in love with him.
Hard.
Hard enough to send the air firing out of my lungs in quick bursts as my knees tremble around his shoulders. Finally I slump back across the bed, my limbs flopping like overcooked spaghetti noodles across the comforter.
Kingston licks his lips. “Gorgeous. Just gorgeous. Every single inch of you.” His tongue darts across his bottom lip. “Delicious, too.” He comes up to lie beside me, and there’s no way to stop my eyes from gravitating to the enormous bulge in his shorts.
A fresh surge of energy runs through me, and I shove him onto his back. His eyes grow huge. “Whatever you’re thinking, there’s no need for?—”
He rumbles out a deep groan as I pull down his shorts. Then he helps me pull them all the way off, while keeping on muttering, “You don’t have to do this. I wasn’t expecting anything.”
I tear my eyes from the sight in front of me to raise a saucy eyebrow at him. “This isn’t about you, mister. This is my version of a wholesome, innocent slumber party, okay?”
Kingston laughs so hard it makes his huge, hard shaft bounce.
I scramble to the same position he was just in: between his legs, my palms running up his inner thighs. I’m just as ravenous for him as he was for me, but where Kingston knew exactly what he was doing, I haven’t a clue, beyond pure instinct and a few snippets of naughty movies that I’ve seen.
Gently grasping the base of his cock in both hands, I stroke up and down, getting a sense of how much pressure he likes. I’m torn between wanting to watch his eyes and staring down at the brand-new toy before me.
When my thumb sweeps over the thick head, a few glistening drops appear. I instinctively lean in to lick them up, but Kingston’s hand drops to my shoulder.
“Just stroke it, baby.” His voice is a broken growl, his thick chest rising and falling rapidly. “Please don’t suck it. I’ll embarrass myself by coming in seconds if you do.”
I slide forward to get comfortable, then let my tongue hover over the tip without quite touching it.
The muscles of his abs vibrate. “That perfect mouth so close to my cock is a sight I’m going to hold onto forever, baby. I mean it.”
Oh wow, he’s serious.
I’ve never felt so radiantly alive. Kingston’s full, undivided attention is doing something mysterious to me. Making me feel more than I ever have before.
Stroking slowly up and down the bottom half of his shaft, I notice that his warm flesh is stretched taut across the surface.
I continue stroking until I feel his breath begin to hitch and see his hips shifting, his calves tightening. Just as I’m positive he’s about to release, I lock eyes with him and lick my lips as seductively as possible.
I stretch my mouth around the head, sliding down as my hands stroke up. I lick and suck quickly and firmly, back and forth, as his spine arches, his spread palms landing with a smack against the bed. His deep eyes glitter as they bore into mine when he releases, coming down my throat while I swallow, surprised at the salty warmth of his seed. There’s so much of it that I swallow again and again, hoping not to make a mess.
He flops back onto the bed, just like I did, staring at me in disbelief. I delicately lick my lips clean, then crawl up to snuggle beside him.
