Page 8 of Twisted Desire
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Sweet Jesus!Cam had never been more certain of anything in her life as she was when she dropped a fang on Ethan. As far as she was concerned, if he was going to mark her as his mate, he damn well better expect that she would mark him in return.
All is fair in love and war.
Right?
The one thing Cam hadn’t anticipated was the sheer pleasure that came from marking her mate and tasting his blood. Her body zinged to awareness. Every nerve ending seemed to come online at the same exact time. She swore that each and every one of those little bitches had somehow grown a mouth and screamed in her mind—wanting to be claimed by Ethan.
Her resolve to be an indifferent bitch toward him vanished in the blink of an eye. Any resentment she’d held onto about how he’d treated her had been erased instantly. Thoughts of riding his cock until the sun rose bombarded her. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own as she wantonly rubbed herself against him, begging for more—needing to feel his length pressed against her most sensitive area.
“I need to feel you.” She pawed at his shirt. The sound of material tearing filled the room.
“Fuck! Yes!” Ethan ripped at her tank top, then shredded her bra. The flimsy material fell to the floor next to his shirt, long forgotten.
Her full, heavy breasts bared before him, she moaned when one of his hands roamed freely over them. His hand was rough against her soft skin. Heat pooled in her stomach when he tweaked her nipple with his fingers.
Seeming to read her mind, he walked them slowly over to her desk. She pushed piles of papers and books out of her way. Setting her gently on the wooden surface, his mouth dipped to meet hers. Goddess, she loved how passionately he kissed her. How his free hand caressed her neck, holding her in place as his tongue danced with hers. In and out. Back and forth. Her nails scored his back, pulling him closer.
She’d had many boyfriends, and been kissed many times, but never like this. Never the soul scorching—life changing kind of kiss that Ethan was capable of.
She moaned when he broke away from the kiss, missing the heat of his lips against hers.
“You taste better than I imagined.”
“You imagined tasting me?” Cam found herself lost in Ethan’s icy blue eyes.
“More times than I care to admit.”
“And what did you imagine I’d taste like?”
He nipped at her lips. “The sweetest strawberry dipped in the richest chocolate—in other words—pure perfection.”
His words threw her through a loop. It wasn’t what she expected to hear, and certainly not with the way he had acted toward her over the previous weeks.
She reached for the button on his jeans, her hand skimmed across his stomach along the top seam. Ethan sucked in a breath as her fingers brushed against the tip of his cock.
“So fucking hard.” Cam licked her lips, wanting to run her tongue over the silky smoothness of his cock.
“You did this to me. Your scent drives me wild—makes me want things that I have no right to want.”
Cam decided it was best to ignore the cryptic comment and keep her eye on the prize. Lowering his zipper, she pushed his jeans down along with his boxer briefs. She nibbled on her lip as his cock sprung free.
“Very nice. Very nice, indeed.” She tried not to blush like a flailing virgin at the sight of his hardened length. She’d seen plenty of dicks over the years, but Sweet Cheebus! Long and thick in all the right places. The sight of Ethan’s cock sent shivers of anticipation through her body.
“I’m glad you like it. It seems to like you just fine.”
“Mmm. I see that.” Cam wrapped her fingers around Ethan’s length—though she couldn’t quite close her hand around him. Stroking him from base to tip and down again, she watched as a tiny bead of moisture formed at the tip.
“I need to taste you.” Cam hopped down from the desk and dropped to her knees. She flattened her tongue against the base, slowly working her way to the mushroomed head before sucking him deep into her mouth. With one hand she pumped him up and down while the other caressed and squeezed his heavy sac.
“Fuck!” Ethan’s fingers plowed through her hair. Moan after delicious moan flew from his mouth with each bob of her head.
Cam glanced up at Ethan, expecting to see his head thrown back in ecstasy, but was surprised to find his piercing gaze locked on each and every movement she made.
The thought of him watching her, while she sucked his cock, turned her on even more than she would have ever thought possible.
Just when she thought he was ready to explode in her mouth, Ethan stepped away from her and hauled her back to a standing position. Within seconds he had her Nikes off, her shorts and panties discarded on the floor by her feet.
