Page 559 of Hell Hath No Fury
The thought shouldn’t turn me on so much. Gripping him at the base, I sucked him back until my lips met my hand and I gagged.
“Fuck, Nora…” he groaned as he guided me up and down, thrusting between my lips. “God, I want to fuck your pussy so bad.”
And more and more, I wanted that, too. Then I flicked my tongue right underneath the head and gave him a little scrape of teeth. His abs tensed.
There was nothing better than watching Wolf Brookes lose control, but I wasn’t ready for that. Which was why I stopped.
His hand tightened in my hair. “You really wanna play this game, Nora?”
“Doyou? You started it.”
“And I’ll fucking finish it…” He shoved me back onto the bed and pressed those huge shoulders between my spread thighs.
His warm tongue dragged over me, and my hips jerked, seeking more. “You like that?” Another swipe over my clit. “You like it when I eat your pussy?”
I fisted his hair, holding him there like I could force him to give me the orgasm I wanted so badly. “You know I do.”
He spread me wide and buried his face in my pussy, dipping his tongue inside me in a way that had me craving more. Much,muchmore. “You’ve got such a greedy little cunt.” His finger pushed inside me while he sucked on my clit, nearly sending me over the edge. “Oh…you’re right there.” He stopped and blew a breath over me. “Aren’t you?”
“Fuck, Wolf. I swear to God…” My hips bucked as feral need clawed at me. My heart pounded, my entire body tense and trembling. I felt like a junkie in need of a fix, and he was waving it in my face with all those muscles and his massive dick. I hated him right then.
He shifted over me, pulling himself up my body until his heavy weight settled between my thighs like the worst kind of temptation. “Swear all you want.” He bit down on the crook of my neck. “But you’re not coming until I say you do.”
My entire body craved him inside me, crushing me into the mattress while he took everything I secretly wanted to give.
His hard dick pressed right over my clit, and I struggled not to grind against him. “It’d be so easy.” He thrust over sensitive nerves, and my breath caught. “Just slam right into you. Make you come on my cock like a good girl.”
God, I wanted that right then. I knew nothing would compare to the feel of his thick cock.
“Every time I beat off, I think about you.” His lips covered mine, his dick slipping over me with more intent.
I rolled against him, chasing that bliss.
“How wet and tight you are.” He groaned. “I bet I could make you come twice.”
“Wolf…” I teetered on that edge again, and he paused. I was going to kill him.
When the orgasm had ebbed away, he moved again, my pussy growing wetter, making it easier for his dick to slide over me. I couldn’t take this.
“Let me fuck you,” he said.
I’d never been so desperate for his cock, for anything. If I gave in, though… then what? What did it really matter? I’d fucked him once. I let him do everything else to me. Filthy, dirty things that were probably far worse than sex, a lot more intimate.
He rolled over me again, and I moaned. I wanted it, and I couldn’t figure out why the hell I was denying myself. A little heartbreak was surely worth it? Desire and lust drove out rational thought until I was clawing at Wolf’s back, fighting the words that would change everything. Or ruin everything. Dammit, I didn’t care.
“Fuck me.” The second I said those two words, he reached for the nightstand and pulled out a condom.
Foil ripped, and seconds later, he slammed inside me. All of him. Every inch. Buried to the hilt. My back arched as if that would help me accommodate his size.
“Holy fuck…” he groaned, stilling for just a moment before his pace picked up. Large hands gripped my hips, forcing me to take every brutal inch.
It was savage and primal, and nothing could compare. I wondered why the hell I’d deprived myself of this for so long.
“Shit.” My entire body tensed and then exploded around him, coming on his cock just like he said I would.
Seconds later, he threw back his head, every sweat-slicked muscle popping and straining as he let out a long, animalistic groan. Then rolled onto his back beside me, chest heaving.
Reality crept back in as the rush wore off, followed swiftly by regret.
