Page 558 of Hell Hath No Fury
The minute I stepped inside the spare room, Wolf slammed the door and caged me against it with his bulk.
“I don’t like you talking to other guys.”
I felt small and breakable, even more so when he gripped my thighs and picked me up.
“And what if I don’t like you talking to other girls?”
“Then I’d say it seems we have a problem…”
We did, andthatwas a problem.
The hard press of his dick against me was like a siren call. Not fucking him had been decidedly easier when I only saw him every other weekend, but now… I’d seen him three times this week already. The sexual tension between us was all but choking me.
“I’ve been thinking about you since I sent you that video.” His teeth raked my throat, his hands kneading my ass. “About touching you.” His tongue dragged a trail from my throat to my ear. “Tasting you.” He dropped me onto the bed, the springs creaking underneath my weight.
“Sounds like ayouproblem…”
“I’m about to make it your problem.” Towering over me, he tore off his shirt.
I took in his massive chest, every defined ab, the bulge in his jeans. God, the things I wanted him to do to me…
“This dress…” On a groan, he gripped my thighs hard enough to bruise as he lay over me. “Really fucking does it for me.”
“Maybe I wore it for someone else.” My fingers trailed over his ripped shoulders. I could just imagine how they’d tense and strain while he fucked me like a beast.
“Doubtful.” He worked the skirt of the dress up, bunching it around my hips, nipping and biting along my throat. “Now this…” His hand skimmed my bare pussy. “I know you did this for me.”
His thick finger sank inside me, deep and hard, and I bit back a moan.
“Do you?” I breathed.
“Yeah.” He shoved another finger inside me. “Because this wet pussy is only for me.”
I could lie and play games all I wanted, but the fact that I was always soaked for him…I couldn’t hide that. “Shut up and make me come, Wolf.”
“Maybe I will…” His thumb pressed over my clit.
I gasped as sparks shot through me.
“Maybe I won’t…” Then his lips descended on mine, and he pushed me toward the kind of bliss only his touch seemed to be able to create.
My muscles tightened. The orgasm crept over me right before he stopped.
I huffed in frustration, my nails scoring into his thick biceps. “What are you doing?”
With a cocky smirk, he rolled onto his back, shoved down his jeans, and fisted his cock. “I want you to suck it.”
This was not how it worked. He always got me off first.
His inked hand worked over his thick cock. Damn him for having such a pretty dick, and those veiny forearms…
I crawled between his legs, knocking his hand away as I leaned forward and kissed the tip. Just a tease as his hips rolled, chasing me. I smiled. “Do you like teasing now, Wolf?”
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me forward. “Choke on it, princess.”
“Are you going to come in my mouth, Wolf?”
“All down your tight little throat.”
