Page 50 of Her Bossy Wolf Protector

Then he uses one hand to push my hair back before slipping the other between my legs.

My core immediately tightens in anticipation.

“Remember, if you are loud, I stop.”

I nod.

“Where are your panties, baby?”

Then his finger rubs one slow circle on my clit. My eyes roll back in pleasure.

“I did not have any. I woke up and thought it was okay to wear your t-shirt instead.”

“That’s more than okay, Jade. It makes for easier access.” There is a glint of desire in his eyes.

Trying to keep my moan inside, I press one palm to my mouth and bite on it.

“Such a good girl,” I nod again.

He rubs slow circles on my clit until my legs begin to tremble.

He uses his other hand to hold onto my jaw, forcing me to look into his eyes as his fingers continue their sweet torture.

“There you go, girl. Look at you. So wet for me,” then he pulls his fingers out and into his mouth.

His eyes close as he licks me off his fingers.

My breathing grows deeper.

Then Gabriel thrusts two fingers into me. I immediately clench at the pressure.

He pulls the fingers out, repeating the motion, over and over and over again.

My body grows languid, my thighs trembling as I get closer and closer to the edge.

His gaze burrows into mine as I surrender to his touch, letting him fill me up.

When his thumb makes contact with my clit, rubbing slow circles to accompany his fingers, my back bows, and with one muffled shriek, I come.

He does not relent, rubbing and massaging my insides, prolonging the pressure and the pleasure.

After the last shudder, he takes his hands from beneath the t-shirt and makes a show of slowly licking them, rolling his tongue over them, groaning in pleasure.

The only thing holding me up is his weight and the refrigerator at my back. My legs have turned to jello, but I can’t help the jolt that goes through me when I imagine him doing that to me again.

“So, fucking tasty.”

I drop my hand and smirk. “When do I get to taste you?”

“Soon.”

Then he is wrapping his hand around my neck, pulling me to his mouth for a kiss.

Gabriel’s kiss is almost feral as he pulls me closer, his lips hungry and urgent against mine. I feel a sense of wildness within me as I respond to his passion, my fingers tangling in his hair as we kiss.

The heat between us is palpable, and I feel my body respond to him in an exhilarating way, and a bit frightening.

I can taste myself on his lips, and it makes me absolutely weak in the knees.

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