Page 93 of Atlas
My eyes soaked up the erotic vision of Jolene lying half-naked in my bed, lifting her behind and pushing down the fabric of her silk underwear. She had the sweetest triangle of hair that beckoned for me to play with it.
“Turn around and place your hands in front of you, palms down.” It wasn’t important where her hands were; I just felt a need to see her follow instructions.
When she didn’t, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked a little, “I said, hands palm down.”
With Jolene flat on her stomach, I stepped out of my pants, put my glasses on the nightstand, and squatted next to the bed. Her nipples responded to my touch and hardened even more as I rubbed them between my thumb and index finger.
“Ohh,” she moaned in a breathy exhalation and closed her eyes.
My woman.The wolf howled and showed me visions of all the things he wanted to do with Jolene. The creamy skin of her ass would be red with fingermarks if he could have it his way. She didn’t weigh much when I pulled her closer to the edge and let one of her legs hang over the edge. Spreading her open, I had a beautiful view of her sweet pussy from behind. My hands kneaded her cheeks with a growling sound of appreciation rumbling low in my chest. “I can’t fucking wait to taste you.”
Jolene raised her chest and sucked in her stomach when my warm breath touched her sensitive skin.
“Ohh,” she gasped as my tongue licked her from behind. She tasted of pure female lust. My tongue circled her clitoris before sucking on it. I loved how responsive she was and how she couldn’t lie still. It gave me an excuse to smack her butt.
“Don’t move.”
Spreading her open again, I resumed licking, sucking, and inserting my tongue into her moist pussy.
She was breathing hard, and her hands fisted the pillow under her face. Muffled words came from her.
“What did you say?”
“I said, you’d better have a condom.”
I smiled. “Oh, I’ve got several, and I intend to use them while fucking your sweet pink pussy.” My fingers took over where my tongue had been, spreading the moisture around before sliding up inside her.
Jolene gave a long moan and moved her butt again.
Smack!My hand on her behind made a sound much louder than expected, and she turned to stare at me. I expected her to complain that it hurt, but she just shushed me.
“You said these walls are thin.”
“They are.”
“Then be quiet.”
I chuckled. “Why? Are you afraid that Nathan will hear us?”
“Yes. What if he barges in here thinking you’re hurting me again?”
“The door is locked.”
“I doubt that would stop him. Nathan would tear through that door like it was nothing.”
I pushed two fingers inside her and gave her a challenging look. “Sounds like you admire my brother.”
“He’s a good guy.”
“Do you want a good guy?” My fingers worked in and out of her. “You’re in the wrong bed if you do.”
Jolene didn’t answer me. Her eyes closed, and she buried her head in my pillow again, making small whimpers of pleasure.
“Oh, oh, ohhh…” Her muffled whimpers grew in intensity as I kept fingering her. Her butt looked red and delicious from where I’d smacked her, and I couldn’t resist nibbling at her skin with my teeth.
Jolene couldn’t keep still and pushed back against my fingers. I inserted a third finger and picked up the pace until her insides cramped, and she made high-pitched whimpers into the pillow.
I couldn’t remember feeling a woman’s orgasm on my fingers like this. It was a first to have her inner walls pump so much, and it hit me how similar it was to my burst of cum.
