Page 20 of Molten Fury


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The slashing sound of fabric shredding had Ford burst out laughing. “I didn’t need those anyway.”

“I’m a man of my word.” I fell on top of him and nibbled the delicate skin at the base of his throat. “You said to rip off your clothes.” I swung a leg over my mate and sat astride him. His gaze went to my crotch and he licked his lips.

“Is that for me?”

“Oh yeah. But first, let me get rid of these pesky buttons.”

Ford tensed, probably thinking I was going to yank the buttons off and destroy his shirt like I’d done to his pants. But I was in teasing mode, and I flicked one open and revealed a sliver of skin. He shivered, and l lapped at one finger and trailed it over that small glimpse of flesh.

With one more button undone, I licked his skin, and goosebumps spiked under my tongue. But Ford put a hand on either side of my face and made me stare into his eyes

“I was reliably informed you’d run out of patience.” He fondled my crotch, and I inhaled, and again, because I wasn’t ready to be inside him.

“Mmmm, that’s correct.” After I pulled his shirt aside, I teased and sucked his nipple, and he whimpered and dug his nails intomy scalp. “I didn’t say anything about not makingyouwait, though.”

“What?” He tried to smack me, but I caught his hand and took one of his fingers into my mouth. I sucked slowly before releasing it, and Ford trembled. He lifted his hips so his rock-hard cock rubbed against my butt. “I can play that game.”

“I guess.” Returning my attention to his nipple, I bit it gently, and he moaned. But I was done teasing, and I rolled off him and shuffled between his parted legs. I trailed a finger over the hard ridge in his briefs and mumbled, “Enough.”

He pulled out his length and pumped it. “If you’re not giving me what I want, I’ll do it myself,” he panted as he stared into my eyes and jerked off.

I growled and removed his fingers from his shaft. “Nah, that’s my job.”

With his former briefs now a ragged piece of fabric on the floor, I removed my own underwear and hovered over him, making sure the tip of my cock glided over his skin that was dotted with sweat.

“Impressive.” He swiped the bead of pre-cum that glistened on the tip and licked it off his finger. I grabbed his wrist and grazed his finger with my teeth, and he shivered.

“Oh yeah? How about this?” I eased two fingers into his hole, and he squeezed around them.

“I was promised cock.” He took hold of my dick and pumped, and I panted because this mate of mine was going to make him come.

“Did I?” I cocked my head. “I don’t recall saying those exact words.” I finger-fucked him and studied his face as he pressed his lips together and took in huge gulping breaths. “You want cock, do you? Mine in particular?” I was having fun fucking with his head.

“You are such an ass. Fuck me, please.”

I removed my fingers, but instead of putting my length inside him, I slid over the sheets and kissed his feet. My mate was ticklish, and he squirmed as I made my way over his calves and kissed the back of his knees.

Ford shrieked and struggled, but I held him tight while I brushed my lips over the soft flesh of his thighs. Goosebumps danced behind me as pushed his knees up and spread his legs further, giving me access to his hole.

“Hurry, Zack. I want you so bad.”

“Getting there, babe.”

Lowering my head, I licked around his puckered hole, and he whimpered, telling me he wanted more. I lapped at his entrance, and he tugged at my hair as he’d promised. So I shoved my tongue inside him and curled it back, making my mate shudder.

Ford closed his knees, capturing my head between them. He squeezed hard as I withdrew and lapped around his rim.

I glanced up and our eyes locked on one another. His smoldered with desire, and I heaved myself up and placed my hands on the mattress on either side of him. My cock nudged his hole.

“This ends with us marking one another.” My gravely voice was a sign of the emotions swirling inside me, each clamoring I pay attention to them.

“No, my darling Zack. Marking is only the beginning.”

I pushedthe tip of my length into his hole. We’d made love countless times, and I had long studied his body language, with his tiny mewls and whimpers. But I paused because my engorged cock was huge and my mate needed time to adjust to my girth.

Ford nodded, and I slid deeper inside him. He gripped my shoulders and panted as I filled him.

“You okay?”