Page 78 of Russian Roulette
“If I remember correctly, I said I needed a mountain man, not a caveman,” she reminds me. “There’s a distinction.” Her hands move to touch my biceps, then she trails her fingertips along the muscles of my chest. My cock swells even tighter against my jeans. I need her hands on me everywhere.
“Too bad,” I say. “You get what you get, and you don’t pitch a fit.”
She laughs softly and smiles up at me, her brown eyes glowing. “Don’t worry, the caveman act is growing on me. I love a man who steps up and takes charge.”
“I sensed that about you.” Reaching down, I cup her ass with both hands and pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and allows me to carry her back to the cave. When we reach the narrow opening, I duck and place her on the blanket. When she doesn’t resist, I lean over her and seize her lips in another kiss, more demanding this time.
She slides her hands up to my shoulders, then lower. Her fingers lightly skim over every deep scar on my back, the only evidence left from years of beatings, burns, accidents and many other things I’ve shoved to the far corners of my mind. Some day she’ll ask about them, and I might tell her.
Not today.
Today, I’m not going to the dark place in hell when I can finally see a glimmer of bright light.
After breaking the kiss, I inch my lips over her neck to the sensitive spot right beneath her jaw. She moans in a barely audible gasp. My hand shifts up to her breasts underneath the soft fabric of her sweatshirt. I cup one breast in my hand, testing the soft weight in my palm.
“Take off your shirt,” I tell her.
She leans up and tugs off the sweatshirt, revealing a simple white lacy bra underneath. For a moment, I stop and stare. No other woman has ever been sexier to me. She’s resting back on her elbows with her dark hair loose over her shoulders. With each shaky breath, her heavy breasts heave.
My mind can’t decide if I should look, touch, or do both. I want to shove my face between her breasts, to kiss, to touch every inch of her soft skin. A few hours alone in the wilderness with Jade won’t be enough time to satisfy me.
A lifetime of touching her won’t be enough.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” I say in awe, reaching over to touch a lock of her hair that’s grazing one breast. I unhook the front clasp of her bra, then lean over to tongue her nipples until they bead up and swell. Her breasts are all I’ve thought about since I had my first unforgettable taste of them in my sleeping bag.
She arches her back, pressing herself tighter against my mouth. Taking a nipple between my teeth, I tug gently while licking the tip with my tongue. Another soft gasp escapes her lips, and she clutches my hair tightly. Her sensitized nipples are damp and rosy from my mouth sucking long and hard on them.
“Vulcan…” she breathes out in a shaky voice.
“Do you want this too?” I glance up at her.
When I see the hot, burning heat in her eyes, I know the answer. She doesn’t have to say one word. Together we’re a combustible flame ready to explode.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
Reaching between us, I unzip her jeans and tug them off, along with her sneakers. I gaze at her white silk panties, then hastily pull them off over her ankles and throw them onto the pile of clothes.
“Waiting to see you naked in the daylight was worth the torture,” I tell her. “I’ve been fantasizing about this moment since you were in my sleeping bag. I’ve been dreaming about everything I wanted to do to you and everywhere I wanted to touch with my hands, my cock, my tongue. Especially tasting your sweet pussy. I want to eat you, and lick your juices running off my lips and tongue.”
Grasping her ankles, I place her legs over my shoulders and move between them. The sweet heat between her legs causes my brain to momentarily fog over. I close my eyes and inhale her tantalizing scent while I slowly caress the calf of her leg, savoring my moment in paradise. Lowering my head, I rub the stubble of my scratchy beard against the soft skin of her thighs, first one side and then the other. I’m in heaven and never want to leave this place. I love how she willingly opens herself to me and how her pussy is already glistening.
She’s writhing underneath my hands and my lips, driving me insane. I can’t wait any longer for my prize. Cupping her hips tight, I drive my tongue as deep as it can go into her hot, wet pussy. I lick and suck, realizing I can never get my fill of her.
“Oh my god!” she yells out, unable to stop the primitive sounds erupting from her throat. She grabs onto my shoulders and feverishly runs her hands down my arms and back up.
Knowing I can please her makes my cock throb. I grip her tightly, holding her captive underneath my tongue. I want nothing more than to drive her wild, to make her insane until she screams my name, to have her grinding her hips uncontrollably into my face. Moving my tongue up slightly, I suck and lick at her clit. Her ragged breaths tell me she’s close to unraveling.
I glance up to find her watching me, her pink lips parted and her brown eyes glazed over with lust. “Touch your tits,” I tell her. “I fucking love watching you do that. Pinch your nipples. I want to watch you play with your tits while you’re watching me make you come.”
She doesn’t hesitate and reaches up to cup her breasts and squeeze her fat nipples until they swell even harder while I watch from between her legs. I bite back a groan as I dig my face closer into her pussy. I spread my mouth wider, letting my tongue sweep from her clit to the sensitive nerve endings of her ass. She bucks hard into my face, and I grab her thighs, pinning her down. I hold her tight, forcing her to submit to my tongue. She whimpers with her hips undulating against my face.
“Damn, I can’t get enough of you,” I whisper hoarsely, my brain fogging with raw desire. “You’re intoxicating. Open more for me so I can drink you in.” She spreads even wider for me and grows more vocal, moaning my name over and over and driving me to the edge of madness. I suck on her clit, sending her into a quivering frenzy. She’s biting hard on her bottom lip and pulling on my hair, so close now.
“I want you to come on my face. Tell me what you love. I need to hear everything you’ve ever dreamed of.” She’s not ready yet to verbalize what she wants me to do to her.
But she will be…soon.
Underneath her cool exterior is a wildcat waiting to be unleashed. When that day happens, I’ll be the man in her bed. “Do you like it when I do this?” I murmur, while licking her clit over and over.
