Page 7 of Greedy Grizzly
“Hold up.” Libby stopped suddenly and gripped my biceps. “I can tell you’re dissecting the situation with every imaginable possibility.”
“Of course I am. It’s what I do.” I stared into her eyes as I continued to finger her. One of us deserved to get off, and it might as well be my queen.
“We’ll be discreet.” She pushed my hand away from her and raised to a standing position above me. “Hold onto my legs so I don’t fall.”
“What are you doing?” I gripped her calves to keep her safe, then squinted to see her. The sun was right behind her head creating a halo effect. She stole my breath away, especially when my naughty girl had the biggest,mischievousgrin, like now.
“Getting into position for you to eat me until I scream for mercy.” She raised the skirt of her bright, floral summer dress and draped it over my head. “Do you need me to bend my knees?”
“No.”
Scream for mercy? Never heard her do that before. This Kitten could take a pounding, ten times more than me and not make a peep.
My attention went to the hairless pussy in front of my face. God, it was beautiful… and addictive. I inhaled her tantalizing musk and licked my lips, suddenly desperate to quench my thirst.
“I could lift my leg over your shoulder to give you better access if you’d like.”
“Sure.” I glided my hands up the back of her silky legs, getting myself worked up and not giving a crap about getting caught. Why shouldn’t we get nasty in the middle of a gorgeous summer’s day?
Libby raised her leg, which in fact, opened her right up to me. Taking her ass cheeks in my hands, I slowly guided her toward my parched mouth.
“Is this better?” she asked in a sultry voice.
“What do you think?” I swiped my tongue through one side of her folds, circled her clit, then licked the other side.
“Oh, yeah,” she replied in a breathy tone and clutched my head in her hands. “You’ve hit the right spot.”
I flattened my tongue and rubbed it along her opening. She tasted so good. I ached so damn much, needing to be inside her.
“Sweet, Jesus, Grizz.” Libby’s body came to life as a soft moan left her lips. She leaned her pelvis toward my face, forcing my tongue to go deeper. “That’s it. Don’t you dare neglect even a sliver of me or I’ll have to punish you.”
Her demanding tone amped me up. I took her clit between my lips and growled as if angry, but I wasn’t. My mouth had more important things to do, like making Libby come, instead of talking. Besides, I enjoyed being the sub and Libby knew just when to exert her dom tendencies on me.
She had her kinks.
So did I.
BDSM was our thing.
Of course, no one else in the club knew what we liked because I didn’t talk about it in front of the others. And from what Libby had told me, my brothers only liked to fuck and get their dicks sucked. They hadn’t ever connected on an emotional level. They’d been purely physical, until they found their one and only. Anyone could see how much they adored their old ladies. I knew how they felt…
I’d been the one to fill the empty void in Libby’s soul and fulfilled her fantasies. I guessed that was how it was for most people. When we found the right person, emotions naturally developed whether we wanted it or not. Libby had become my sole reason for living. Without her, I’d only be a shell of a man.
A feral, possessiveness sparked inside me and I went nuts eating her out like my life depended on it… because it did.
“Oh my God!” She jolted and wobbled in front of me. I held her squeezable ass cheeks firmly so she wouldn’t fall.
Stretching my tongue out to go deeper, I smothered my face in her juicy heat. I couldn’t get enough. I would never get enough.
I growled and grunted, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. I’d come any second, and I didn’t care that I’d make a mess in my jeans.
“That’s it, babe. Let me hear how much you’re enjoying me.” She mewled and fisted my long hair.
“Daddy, what’s Uncle Grizzly doing to Libby?” a sweet voice I recognized asked.
I froze on the spot and so did Libby.
“Worst timing ever,” my woman whispered.
