Page 27 of Shadow's Rescue


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Shadow's cock throbs visibly in his briefs, the fabric now completely tented and straining.

He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a rough whisper. "You look fucking gorgeous. There are so many things I want to do right now. But we're both vulnerable, and I'm not sure if this is our biggest mistake or the best thing we've ever done."

"I don't know either," I admit, my voice shaking. "But I already feel stupid standing here half-naked, so I might as well go all the way."

He chuckles, and there's something playful in it. "The woman I met last night would be a lot ruder."

"Shut up," I start to say, but then his mouth is on mine.

It's not forced at all. It's passionate, demanding, hungry. His hands go straight to my ass, fingers digging into my flesh like now that he's close, he doesn't want to go anywhere else.

I'm gasping for air when he finally pulls back, my hands on both sides of his face.

"We might have met just a few hours ago," he says, his gray eyes burning into mine. "But I'm already impressed by you. And I want to impress you too."

He guides me backward to bed, and I go willingly. I don't want to be in control. For once, I want to let go and trust that the man will treat me right. That I don't need to always be on the defensive.

And I'm putting all of that trust in Shadow. A man I met last night.

He lays me down on the bed, his body hovering over mine. Then he starts kissing a path down from my neck, crossing the valleys between my breasts. One hand stays on my breast, pinching and rolling my nipple between his fingers while he moves south.

I'm already panting, my body arching into his touch.

He kisses around the edges of my panties, teasing, testing my eagerness. And fuck, I'm so eager. I'm dripping wet, and I can feel it soaking through the fabric.

"Please," I breathe. "Shadow, please."

He looks up at me, and that smirk is back, wicked and knowing. Then he simply pulls the string of my panties to the side and buries his face between my legs.

"Oh fuck!" The words tear out of me as his tongue runs along my slit, hot and wet and perfect.

He eats me out like a man starving, his tongue swirling around my clit before diving back down to lap at my entrance. He grips my thighs, holding them open as I arch off the bed, my hands flying to grip the sheets.

"Shadow, oh God, Shadow—"

His tongue is everywhere: flicking my clit, fucking into me, dragging along every sensitive nerve ending until I'm writhing beneath him. My eyes roll back as he focuses on my clit, sucking it between his lips while his tongue works magic. I've never felt anything like this. Never had a man worship my pussy with such single-minded intensity.

"I'm going to—fuck, I'm going to come," I gasp, my thighs trembling.

Shadow doesn't stop. If anything, he doubles down, his tongue moving faster, his grip on my thighs tightening.

And then I'm there, falling over the edge, my whole body convulsing as pleasure crashes through me.

Chapter 9 - Shadow

I have no idea if I'm doing the right thing, but it sure feels fucking right.

Rachel tastes amazing, the right amount of sweet and salty. I can't stop eating her out, can't get enough of the way she writhes beneath my tongue, the way her thighs tremble against my grip.

My tongue fucks into her entrance, readying her for what's to come. My cock is throbbing painfully in my briefs, balls full and aching to empty inside her. But I'm not rushing this. Not when she's cumming on my tongue, her whole body arching off the bed.

I don't stop. I lick through her entire orgasm, eyes locked on her face as she rises from the bed, those beautiful breasts bouncing with each shuddering breath.

How does this gorgeous woman think she isn't worthy? How does she believe she's anything less than the prettiest woman I've ever seen and touched?

My hands grip her inner thighs, and her pussy juices are trickling everywhere now. The sheets underneath are a soaked mess and the bed is creaking with every movement, but I don't give a single fuck.

Most people in the clubhouse are probably still asleep. We can make all the noise we want, and I want to make sure she screams my name.