Page 33 of Her Bossy Wolf Protector

Her eyes blaze with desire.

“Fuck, Gabriel. I want to feel you.”

I am excited by the prospect of pushing her underwear and sinking into her, but I harness all my self-control.

“Jade. Don’t say things like that to me. Tonight, I just want to make you feel good.”

“But I already feel so good,” she pants.

“Well, I can do better. Your thoughts are too coherent right now. I need to scramble them.”

“Fuck” she lifts her head to meet my lips, and I devour her in slow sensual kisses.

When she starts biting on me, I wrap my hand around her throat.

“Steady. I set the pace tonight.”

“Please, Gabriel!” she pleads, and her words set my blood on fire.

With my hand on her throat, I roughly tug down her bra cups to expose her breasts to me.

I lick and suckle and bite one before giving the other one the same attention. She whimpers.

Then I blow onto them before massaging them softly.

Her hips undulate, seeking friction.

I push her legs apart and cradle between them, groaning when my crotch perfectly aligns with hers.

“I am going to make you come with your clothes on.”

“Gabriel.”

“Yes, baby.”

“Please.”

I wrap my hand around her right thigh and push it up, opening her to more of my humping.

My slow pace makes her eyes roll back in pleasure.

She whimpers beneath me, quickly reaching the edge, but it’s still not enough.

She needs more.

I lift myself a little to take off my shirt, but I keep my pants on.

Then I let my body lie on top of hers, letting her pebbled nipples rub up against my chest.

Her breathy moans egg me on.

I push her legs wider, her dress riding up her thighs.

I can see indentations forming from the grip I am using to hold her open for me.

Fuck!

The thought of marking her, leaving marks just for me, makes me absolutely feral.

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