The sounds that come from this woman could ruin me. So fucking sexy. After pressing one last kiss to her lips, I smile against her mouth, then move to her neck, kissing down her body.
“Are you wearing a T-shirt tomorrow?” I mutter against her skin.
“What?” She sighs. “Yeah, why?”
My teeth sink into her shoulder, and she yelps. “Logan!”
“I’ll keep them hidden,” I vow, though I want to brand her for every man to see. For now, I’ll be discreet, but there’s some primal part of me that needs to see the indent of my teeth on her skin.
“I’m the only one who gets to mark you like this,” I say.
I suck her pierced nipples into my mouth, feeling the metal bar press against my tongue before releasing, and I continue my path down her body, biting the soft flesh on her breasts and stomach, slowly burying my teeth in until I feel her twitch. I take my time, slowing down rather than speeding up, building the anticipation and forcing her breaths to come quicker.
Moving lower, I hook my fingers in the sides of her underwear, slipping them off and returning to bite the exposed skin at her hip. My palms cover her knees, pushing her thighs apart so I can lick the sensitive inner flesh. She tenses as ifpreparing for another nip. This time she rolls her hips when she feels the sharp sting of pain.
From between her legs, our gazes meet. Her green eyes are glazed with lust, her lips swollen from my kiss. Perhaps most beautiful of all are the red indentations in the shape of half moons that decorate her body from shoulder to thigh—tangible proof that she’s mine now.
My hungry stare takes in her slick pussy. “Fuck, look at you.”
With a feather touch, my tongue grazes over her clit, and she jerks at the sensation. Kelly plants her heels into the bed, arching her back, I flatten my tongue and drag it over her again, slower this time. I’ve waited years for this, wondering what she would taste like. She doesn’t taste like strawberries or cotton candy, she tastes like mine—like the only woman I want to eat from now until they bury me in the earth. A satisfied smirk tugs at my lips. Then I do what every starving man does, I devour the meal in front of me.
Each breathy moan fuels my frenzy. I lap up her arousal as I take my time torturing her. She lifts her hips, pressing herself against my mouth, and causing me to drive my hips into the soft mattress. I want her to suffocate me with her pleasure.
I slip two fingers in, curling them, feeling how close she is. Her body contracts as if she’s about to come.Too soon.When her legs begin to tremble, I pull away at the last second and bite her thigh. She jerks her hips and thrashes. “No, don’t stop. I was so close!”
“I know. Straddle me.” Grabbing the shirt that’s still wrapped around her elbows, I yank it off and toss it behind me. Then I flip onto my back, sweeping a few of the pillows out of my way. She crawls over me, straddling my hips and grinding against my cock. It would be so fucking easy to yank my sweatpants down and fuck her stupid. Instead, I shake my head. “No, Chaos. On my face.”
She furrows her brow. “What? I can’t.”
“Why?” I hiss, exasperated.
“I don’t know, I?—”
I sit up, gripping her hips, then drag her up my body before she can argue. She plants a hand on the headboard as I gently lie back, but this time with her pussy against my mouth. As soon as I shove my tongue inside, her jaw drops, and she releases a whimper that has me wrapping my arms around her thighs and yanking her flush against my face.That’s what I’m fucking talking about.
I groan, humming against her flesh while I ravage her, until she tries to retreat. I refuse to allow that when I’ve waited this long. I nudge her to the side, giving me just enough room to turn and bite her on the inner thigh again—this time it’s disciplinary. She yelps at the sting.
“Did you just try to take my meal away before I was finished?”
She blinks down at me, panting. “What? I-I just—I didn’t?—”
“Stop.” I cut her off. “When my head’s between your thighs, this pussy is mine. You sit still until I say otherwise. Is that understood?”
“Holy fuck,” she mumbles, staring at me in a haze.
I give her a gentle swat on the cheek, just enough to grab her attention. “Is that understood, Chaos?” I repeat.
Her breath catches. “Yes, sir.”
Those two words have my mouth curving into a smile, and I press a soothing kiss to the bite. “Good girl. Don’t ever interrupt me when I’m eating.” She’s soon going to learn just how feral and greedy I am when it comes to her. Eventually, she’ll learn to love my danger. She’ll even mistake it for safety.
I lick her sensitive clit, and she tentatively rocks against me. My lips cover the bundle of nerves and suck. She startles with ajolt, but quickly corrects herself and stays in place. “Sorry, sorry, sorry . . .” she quickly utters.
Our eyes meet, and my hummed forgiveness vibrates against her pussy. Next time I won’t be as nice. A shiver rolls through her.Almost there . . .
“You do that so well—I’m close. I’m really close.”
I keep sucking, not changing a thing. Her legs tremble, telling me she’s right on the edge. My lips stay locked on her and the quake in her legs crescendos until she finds that edge of ecstasy . . . and leaps.
