But his lips find mine and I sink back into the pure hunger that washes over me. His lips cling to mine and then his mouth moves lower and his rough fingers pull and tug at my clothes. Breathless, my eyes follow him.
Until his hands find the buttons to my jeans and he’s tugging them off. He groans and his hands find the curves of my hips as he buries his face in my core.
His lips dampen my panties as he kisses them roughly, his tongue running along the smooth silk.
He’s a wild animal. My hips lift and I groan, my fingers tangling in the soft curls of his hair. Tugging, I groan and my head falls back.
It doesn’t stop him. He rips the panties off my body and his mouth finds my center like a heat-seeking missile searching for its target. My whole body freezes and I don’t know what to think.
Something curls through my belly, getting bigger and bigger until it feels like my whole body is about to come apart and fling me into the far corners of the room.
His tongue touches my clit and I groan, screaming as waves of pleasure wash over me. White fills my vision, fills my head until all I can feel are the rolling waves washing over me, dragging me under.
CHAPTER 11
Stone
Standing up, shivering and fighting to keep from coming just from the taste of her on my tongue, the slick feel of her in my mouth.
Jerking at my shirt, I vaguely hear the buttons pinging but I don’t give a damn. I just need to get to her.
Get inside of her. Now.
She moans and writhes on the bed, her long legs peddling at the sheets as her fingers tear at the fabric.
Staggering to the side, I fall to the bed and pull the jeans off my legs in one quick yank. I stand again and rip my boxers down, finally feeling my cock free.
Her eyes open and widen as I jerk at the motherfucker, growling under my breath.
I feel like an animal. A hunter.
She should run. Hide. Get the hell away from me before I hurt her.
But she holds out her arms and I sink into her, the scent of her body washing over my senses, soothing my soul.
My mouth finds hers and I groan, our tongues tangling together, our bodies rolling and flailing.
I get over top of her and my fingers find her pussy, gently circling her clit until she’s rolling her hips, her head tossing on the pillows.
“What are you doing to me, Stone?”
Leaning down, I nip at the diamond tip of her nipple, tugging gently as she writhes. “I’m claiming you, Sugar. You’re mine. Fuck, you’re a sight.”
Her pale skin against the soft gray of her sheets glows in the dim light of the bedside lamp.
Her gray eyes open and she watches me as I slide down her body and my cock lines up with the slick heat of her. I should go slow. Should take my fucking time.
But she’s killing me. My whole body is so tight that it feels like one wrong move and I’m gonna fucking explode all over the sheets instead of in her tight pussy.
“Hell, I need to slow down.”
But like she knows I’m trying to find my brain, her fingers slip down my body and wrap around my throbbing cock, tugging gently. “Don’t go slow. Don’t stop. I need you,” she whines.
That’s all I need to hear. With a growl, I push inside her tight, wet heat and grit my teeth.
“You’re so fucking hot and tight. You’re strangling my cock. You’re killing me and it’s so fucking good,” I groan and lean down to claim her mouth again. She licks my lips and everything around me goes red then white and I slam inside her in one long thrust.
Her body goes taut and she whimpers in pain.
