Page 12 of Wolfish Desire
Damn, I love the way she laughs at me. “I think it’s kind of hilarious that you’re both completely down to earth, and one of the fanciest guys in town.”
I don’t bother mentioning that like it or not, given her family background, she’s definitely one of the fanciestwomenin town.
My entire body begins to warm as I pull her close, my fingers tangling in the back of her hair. “So gorgeous,” I murmur, watching a faint pink glow chase across her cheeks and down her throat.
Our lips seal together in a fast, desperate kiss. Then I slowly start to pull off her dress, muttering a few curses as I fiddle with the stupid hooks at the back of her bra. Sierra laughs lightly, pushing my shirt off my shoulders, then taking a nervous glance toward the bed.
I lift her in my arms, rocking her back and forth several times before laying her across the comforter. I drop my pants but leave my shorts on, lying beside her.
My stomach lurches from my pure physical need for her. I can feel it in my bones. In the muscles down my back. I’m careful to move gently as my hands scoop under, placing her in the center of the bed.
“I’m not going to sleep with you tonight.” It feels like my voice has dropped an octave. “Not seeing that flicker of nervousness in your eyes. But I need to make you come, baby. Need to watch your eyes as you give yourself to me.”
I’ve never spoken like this. It’s like I’ve become a new man.
Even though I’m desperate to devour her, I roll my shoulders back for a moment to take in the incredible sight before me. Sierra’s vivid blue eyes fixed on me. Her chestnut auburn hair fanned out around her. Every pale, delicate curve and sweep of skin. Her lush, pink-tipped breasts that literally are making my mouth water. Her knees, rubbing together as she stretches out her legs.
Lurching forward, I groan as I wrap my mouth around a perfect nipple. My hands wander gently across her breasts, caressing and exploring as I breathe in the subtle sweetness of her skin. The feel of her fingers in the back of my hair turns my cock to granite. Shifting, I trail a line of kisses down her stomach, making her lower belly flutter.
I can barely wait to sink into her. To have her touch me there at all. But this moment must be all about my sweet girl and giving her pleasure with no expectations.
It hits me like a brick to the skull: I’m in love with her already.
Not just because she really doesn’t know my family, although that helps. It’s that Sierra sees me as my own person, not one ofthose Wolfe boys.
We’re two hearts, two minds, two bodies that are utterly smitten with each other…and nothing else matters.
My lips trail a line of kisses from her knee to her upper inner thigh as I listen closely to every gasp, every halting breath. A man could get used to this. To having a stunning woman as a constant source of craving. Of longing.
Sierra tucks a pillow behind her head so she can watch me. Her bright, curious eyes track every movement as I lightly trace her sides and hips with my fingertips, then spread her legs wider.
“You have two jobs right now, baby. Try to relax enough that you can come on my tongue, and tell me if you want me to do anything differently. Got it?”
She nods eagerly.
My gaze drops to her soft, pink pussy. My fingertip drags slowly along her slit, thrilled to see she’s already beginning to drip with moisture. A deep flush runs up her throat the second I touch her.
“Get used to this, baby. My girl is going to be satisfied all the time.”
Is that the first time I’ve announced that she’s mine? I can tell it’s the first time she’s had a man between her legs. Sierra nods with a quivering breath, then sinks back weakly on the bed as I drag my tongue slowly along every dip and fold of her softest skin.
Yes, I’m teasing her. I need her right on the edge as fast as possible, while I still have some shred of self-control left.
She moans when my tongue plunges inside, her belly trembling and thighs tightening around my ears. Another surge of lust chases up my spine to think that I’m her first. That she saved herself for me, even if she didn’t realize it until now.
I don’t claim to know anything about fate, or the cosmic force that brings people together. But I know this is deeply right.
I know that my lust for this bewitching girl is more than desire.
There’s no way I can tell her this so soon, but Sierra already has my heart. My soul.
My everything.
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SIERRA
This is so much more than sex. I can see it in Kingston’s eyes, hear it in his breath, feel it in his touch.
