Intense yet sweet.
I felt like I was completely surrounded by Austin. Like he was the hurricane and I was in the middle of the vortex, cocooned by his warmth and embrace. And god help me, I never wanted to leave the chaos of him.
“Baby,” I whimpered against his mouth. I loved how I felt his lips tilt up into a wolfish smile. His hands moved down to my skirt, pulling the fabric up and over my ass. Cool air brushed against my over-sensitized skin, and goose bumps grew all over every inch of my body.Finally, a little voice inside me whimpered in relief. His big, thick, calloused paws gripped one ass cheek first, then the other. The feeling of my muscles being squeezed made me moan.
“Fuck! This ass. Shit, everything about you is so goddamn perfect,” he groaned, and I felt a rush of wetness coat my inner thighs.
“I’m not—“ I started to argue, but he cut me off. Pulling away just enough for our eyes to lock.
“You are. For me, Elizabeth, you’re perfect. You’re mine, Lizzy baby.”
“Austin—” I licked my lips. I wanted to believe him. Jump right over the cliff with him and take the biggest risk of our lives.
“You think that’s crazy?” he interrupted. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “I don’t care. It doesn’t make it any less true.” I gasped when I felt his hands move between my thighs. I heard the ripping sound before I felt the silky lacy material of my red panties give way.
“Austin!” I gasped in shock. No man had ever wanted me with this kind of ferocity. His fingers grazed against my lips, and my lungs seized as my eyes begged for him to touch me, to finger me. And when he did? He didn’t hesitate. A long, thick finger slid right in, and the two of us groaned together. The sound of relief and need melted together, making it sound like the sweetest symphony.
“So damn wet. Tight,” he clipped, his breathing completely off. His free hand squeezed my ass cheek. “Show me how much you want to ride my finger, Lizzy.”
“Yes!” I gasped. My hands held on to his shoulders, and I did as he sked. Rolling and grinding raising my hips up and down so I could take that one finger inside me deeper. Harder. Sweat started to form at my neckline.
“Fucking hell, look at you.” His free hand left my ass cheek and tugged on the strap of my dress. I helped him out, pulling it down.
It was hard.
The top of the dress was fitted, but where there was a will, there was a way.
Before I knew it, I was topless, my breasts in his hand, cupping them. Squeezing them before he pulled on my nipple, and my eyes fluttered shut.
“Austin.”
“Fuck, baby.” His finger slipped from my pussy, and I watched, completely fascinated by the way he brought it up to his nose and breathed in my scent. My face felt hot. The gesture was as crude as it was hot. A deep rumble, almost an animalistic sound, vibrated through him as he slid his finger in his mouth and sucked on it.
“You taste so fucking good,”
“You can taste me later.” I licked my lips. “I need you. Please.” My hands moved between us, and his covered mine before I could start undoing his belt.
“Wait,” he rasped. “We don’t have to rush. We have the rest of our lives. We should…” He shook his head. “Let me taste you first. Get you off with my hands and mouth?—“
“No. Later. We have the rest of our lives for foreplay,” I found myself saying, and his grip on my hands tightened.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned.
“Please, Austin,” I whined. “I need you. I hurt. I need you.” I lifted my skirt, knowing very well that I wasn’t playing fair. His eyes dropped and heated. His features changed when a wildness reflected in his eyes as they settled between my legs. “You see how wet I am? How wet you have made me? A wet, warm mess? Please. I feel… empty. Fill me.”
“Fuck, how can I say no to that?” His jaw clenched tightly as his eyes homed in on my pussy. “Take me out,” he ordered. The command made me work as quickly as I could. Undoing his belt buckle and button was easy. As carefully as I could with shakyhands, I undid his zipper. My eyes widened as I slipped my hand inside his pants to pull out his thick cock.
No, his magnificently thick cock.
The thing was a monster.
I’d known he was going to be big; I’d rubbed up against him. But he was so much longer and thicker than I’d ever seen in real life.
“Holy shit, Austin.”
“It’s all yours. It’s all for you.” I bit down on my lower lip.
“Mine?”
