I grinned, and an unexpected image crept into my thoughts, one where I crawled into her bed, where I’d lean in and kiss that delicious mouth. I pictured myself ripping off her pajamas and laying her on her back, her breasts glowing in the moonlight as I pushed my cock inside of her.
“You should kiss me then,” I said, because that was the first thing that popped into my head.
She laughed and hurled the pillow at me, which I caught with one hand before it struck me in the face. “Get out of my room. I’m not one of your pool girls who are at your beck and call.”
The gorgeous angel was studying me, her eyes gazing up and down my body. Did she just notice I wore only boxers? They strained around me the more I pictured myself fucking her.
“I knew you were watching me. That’s why I grabbed her. I wanted to see your reaction.”
“That’s a jerk move,” she said, then blew a loose strand of hair out of her face. “Not that I cared.”
“Sure you didn’t.” I shrugged. “But now, you have a choice. Tell me about your nightmare, or kiss me.”
In truth, I really didn’t need to be staring at her or letting myself fantasize about things that shouldn't come to pass. I learned the hard way that getting close to anyone only ended one way… it fucked you up.
Yet, I hadn’t left her room either.
Despite my better logic, in my head, I’d already convinced myself that I wasn’t leaving her room without tasting those lips first.
Her brow lowered, and she leaned closer to me with something flaring over her eyes. Something wicked. Her eyes were on my lips. My chest did that thing where it hurt from how hard my heart beat.
She stretched closer, her face so close to mine that I inhaled that radiant sweet scent. Heat flared from her body, and I didn’t need to be a genius to know she was burning up for me.
I smiled at her just as she pushed forward, her lips grazing mine. Her breasts brushed against my arm.
Fuck me, but she was everything I’d ever wanted. My wolf growled with a dominating sound of claiming her, making her ours.
Holding back was never my strength.
And the moment this sweetheart broke away from me, smirking and saying, “Done, now you can leave my room,” I lost it.
Hell, there was no way I’d leave now.
I chased after her across the bed as she pulled back, and I cupped her face. I kissed her, needing to show her what a real kiss felt like. How she’d forget how to breathe in my presence, how she’d moan for more, how her heart would thrum, and how wet I’d make her pussy. Those were the measure of a fucking incredible kiss.
My cock stirred at her honeyed taste, at the soft sounds she made despite her hands pushing against me.
I never claimed to be a perfect man. Far from it. I had darkness in me. But I wasn’t a brutal bastard either, and Syn was a woman who had so much more to learn in life. Innocence radiated from her in waves. And I wanted to be that man to introduce her to everything… to show her the pleasure in life, to make her scream from repeated orgasms.
She might be pushing me away, but her mouth and body melted against me. Either she was confused about what she wanted, or she was too shy to admit that she longed for me to fuck her. My hands combed through her hair, and I held her closer, my tongue piercing past the seam of her mouth. She let me in, sucking on my tongue, and I was going to fucking burst if I didn’t strip her soon.
My hands slid to the curve of her waist, and I yanked on the top of her shirt. Our mouths broke away as I wrenched the fabric up and over her head.
Her whimpering sounds drove me insane. She lifted her head, our gazes clashing as she wrapped her arms around her chest. “This wasn’t part of your deal.”
“Would you like me to stop, sweetheart?” Bringing her body close to mine, lowering her hands, I relished the fire that leaped from her skin. “And don’t ever hide from me. Do you understand how beautiful you are? How when I look at you, I can’t think straight. I’ve tried to imagine what you would taste like hundreds of times already. That’s how crazy I am for you.”
Her breaths picked up, but she wasn’t rushing to get out of the room or put her top on either. I let my fingers trail a line over her collarbone, and to the softness of her breasts.
Silence fell over us, and she just watched me with her huge eyes, but her scent and hard nipples told me exactly what she needed. And it turned me on insanely.
Her breasts were round, a perfect fit into each hand, perky and topped with a pebbled nipple, a dark pink color. I stroked my fingers across them before whispering, “Stunning.”
Part of me toyed with the idea of taking her right now, to drown in the heat of her body. But I had no intention of rushing with her. I needed to savor a beauty like her.
She drew her lower lip into her mouth as a wave of arousal slammed into me.
“I promise to be gentle,” I said as I leaned in, taking the lead that time. “You’ll see.”
“Okay,” she whispered in a trembling voice, then we kissed, hungrily this time like she’d been holding out on me. I lay her on her back, my hand at the back of her head, while she gripped my arms, savagely pushing her tongue into my mouth. She craved me. And I’d do anything she asked of me at that moment.
Her body shuddered beneath me, and I gave her what she desired. Kissing her firmly, I seized her breast, rolling and pulling at her tender nipple. She responded to every touch, her sensitivity incredible.
I dragged my lips to her neck, where I licked her, and made my way to her ear. “I’m going to eat your pussy now.”
A whimper escaped her throat, and every sound she made, every response captivated me. I grunted my approval and made my way down to those perfect tits, taking one into my mouth. They were soft and all mine.
She writhed each time I flicked a nipple with my tongue, and I shifted to gift the other with just as much attention. But I needed something else… and my cock strained, so I slid my mouth down her stomach.
I lifted myself up from the bed, my hands on the elastic of her pants, then I ripped them down her legs, my patience thinning.
She gasped, her breasts bouncing in that delightful way that hypnotized me.
I kept telling myself to be delicate with her, but that was getting harder by the second.
She lay completely naked... all for me. A tiny waist, silky firm legs, and a flat stomach that led a path down to a small patch of dark hair.
I bent forward and scooped my hands under her ass, then I hauled her across the bed until her legs were dangling off the edge. Every inch of her was delectable, and when I spread her legs, she whimpered. I couldn’t look away from her plump lips that glistened with her arousal.
Dropping to my knees, I parted her thighs wider, but she quickly covered herself with her hand, making a whining sound.
I kissed the inside of her leg, taking small mock bites, her sexy scent intoxicating and delicious. My thoughts darkened with how wild I felt, how I struggled to hold back from just fucking her that very moment.
When I looked up, I saw her worried gaze. I understood instantly without her having to say a word.
I pressed my lips to the back of her hand. “Is this your first time, gorgeous?”
“Not for sex,” she answered shyly. “But it is for a man going down on me.”
“That’s good, then. I’ll be your first, and nothing else will compare.”