He slowly traced his finger over them. “I like what I see.” Then he slid his fingers between my legs, and I sucked in a sharp breath.
The way he looked at me with carnal desire awakened a dark hunger in me, and I moaned into his mouth when we kissed.
Atticus hooked his thumbs inside the edges of my panties. “You have no idea how much I want to tear these off.” He torturously pulled them down my thighs, stopping halfway so he could kiss me deeper. As soon as the garments hit the floor, my wolf stirred awake.
Atticus reached behind my neck and unfastened the necklace. “Wouldn’t want this to get broken.” After hanging the chain on one of the cabinet knobs, he wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off the ground.
I sucked and nibbled on his earlobe while he walked leisurely to the bedroom. “You really like drawing out the suspense.”
“Should we get out the vibrator?” Atticus gave me a wolfish look.
I held his gaze. “I only want you inside me tonight.”
When we reached the foot of the bed, he let go of me so slowly that our bodies rubbed together deliciously. “Tell me your desires.”
“This night isn’t just about me.”
He gestured to the giant TV mounted to the wall at the foot of the bed. “We could always watchThe Newlywed Gamewhile you rub my back.”
I shoved him onto the bed and bit down on my smile.
“This view is much better.” Atticus eased up on his elbows. “I like when you’re rough with me. Is that how you want it?”
“I like it all kinds of ways, but I haven’t quite decided how I want it with you.”
“What’s behind that mischief in your eyes?”
It was him. His perfect physique, sinful smile, and the rather large appendage resting between the V-cut of his Adonis belt.
I knelt at his feet. When I licked the inside of his thigh, a flush rose on his cheeks.
Atticus reclined his head and let out a breath. He was so handsome to gaze upon with his pale hair and sculpted frame, everything so perfectly proportioned.
I kissed the other thigh, building up the tension.
Watching him. Listening to the feverish way his breathing changed. Savoring the way his muscles tightened and relaxed.
Men had always expected me to behave like a submissive, dumb blonde in bed. With Atticus, I didn’t have to pretend to be anyone but myself.
When I pulled his hard erection straight up and ran my tongue from base to tip, he collapsed on the bed and twisted the sheets in his hands. I tasted him, sucked him. Circled my tongue around every groove and the sloped head.
Atticus shot up to a sitting position while I sucked him. He looked like he had planned to make me stop, but when his eyes locked on the visual, he petted my hair. “I’m going to bathe you in rose-scented oil and rub every inch of your body.”
I slowly pulled him out of my mouth and then stood.
Atticus lavished kisses on my large breasts.
“Don’t suck on them,” I said, teasing his nape with my fingernails. “I’d be mortified if… Never mind.”
I couldn’t even bring myself to say it out loud, but the thought of milk coming out during sex was embarrassing.
His tongue circled my sensitive nipple. “Everything about you is sexy.”
I held on to his shoulders. “You drive me wild.”
He squeezed my hips and then my ass. “I’ve never been with a wolf. Is it different?”
“You’re a Vampire. Shouldn’tIbe the one concerned?”
