Page 63 of Gather the Storm

But this… this was ecstasy. Wolf’s tongue was so warm, so wet. It glided through my pussy like satin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

He pushed it inside me and spread my ass even wider and a moment later I felt the flick of his tongue against my clit.

I was helping him now, spreading my thighs as much as I could given the jeans situation, wanting to give him all the access because fuck me if this wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

My tits were pressed up against the wall, my ass pushed back and in his face and all I could think about was coming as I pushed down on his mouth, working with his rhythm as I sought the orgasm ready to detonate at my center.

Wolf’s tongue momentarily left my pussy. “You taste so fucking good, sunshine,” he said behind me. “So fucking good.”

“Please,” I said, desperate to feel his mouth again, desperate to finish.

His chuckle was every bit as sexy as what he’d been doing to my cunt.

He slid his fingers through my dripping sex and played with my clit. “Is that your way of telling me you’re ready to come?”

“Yes.” I felt like I was going to black out from pure sexual hunger.

“Good,” he said, withdrawing his fingers, “because I’m dying to drink you up.”

His tongue slid over my folds, lapping hungrily at my pussy, his movements urgent.

I met him with movements of my own, rocking my hips in time to the rhythm as my orgasm built and built, close to overflowing.

And that was when I opened my eyes, just for a split second, and saw someone standing in the projector room, watching us.

Jace.

His eyes met mine through the darkened theater, but instead of making me self-conscious, instead of killing my desire like it would have for any normal person, it only made me come faster.

I cried out as the orgasm washed over me, my body spasming with the force of it, my eyes closing of their own accord as Wolf licked and lapped behind me, working my cunt with his tongue until I fell forward, spent.

I leaned against the wall for support, my face smashed against the black fabric as Wolf rose behind me.

He nestled his body against mine, pulling me against him and making it clear I wasn’t the only one who’d been hot and bothered. His dick was huge, pressing against my ass and awakening a fresh round of lust in my body.

He nestled his face against my neck. “Fuck, that was fun.”

When I opened my eyes, Jace was gone.

Chapter 32

Daisy

Itried not to think about Wolf as I ran the sponge over the deep green wallpaper in the library the next day but it wasn’t easy. I didn’t even have to close my eyes to remember the demanding invasion of his tongue, the skillful stroke of his fingers on my cunt in the empty theater.

I’d hardly been able to sleep when we’d finally rolled in after two a.m., and I’d tossed and turned even after I’d gotten myself off — twice — with my vibrator.

At least this time I was restrained enough not to make noise.

The Beasts hadn’t found out anything about my stalker — or so they said — at the Orpheum but they said they’d put out feelers and would know more soon.

It wasn’t comforting, and I was hyper aware of how isolated we were at the top of the falls, the surrounding woods that had always been comforting suddenly ominous and menacing.

Anything — or anyone — could be hiding in the trees.

I took comfort in the security system installed by Otis. I didn’t have all the details, but there was an alarm and cameras on the exterior of the house, plus a few along the driveway.

No one would be able to enter the house without being seen on camera.

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