Page 81 of Perfectly Naïve
Electricity dances across my skin. “Please.” I don’t know what I’m begging for, only that I don’t want it to stop.
“Look at my sweet omega, begging to come,” Sawyer rasps, walking his lips down the column of my neck. “She wants to soak my cock, doesn’t she?”
“Yes,” I moan as he presses his palm to my lower back and forces our bodies tighter together.
He grinds into me, giving me the exact pressure I need. My walls ripple around him. He grunts and rocks me on his knot, dragging my pulsing clit over his slick-covered pelvis. “Give me what I want to hear, Liv,” he says against my skin, lips brushing over my throat.
“Sawyer,” I begin, but his teeth tease over my pulse. Something about that action has my body tightening, bracing for release. “Please.Please. Please.”
“I’ve got you, baby,” Sawyer whispers, pumping his hips and pressing me against his body, forcing me farther onto his knot, giving those sensitive nerves all the pressure they need.
“Please,” I beg as my vision speckles with black dots. My pussy clamps around his cock.
“There she is,” Sawyer rasps.
Warmth zaps through my body, but then he bites my neck,and fire boils my blood. My head falls back, exposing more of my throat. Mouth parting. So much heat. Sawyer’s dick pulses, and as another spray of cum hits my G-spot, I explode. Crying out. Begging for more. Clinging to my alpha. Breaking in the most beautiful way. Time loses meaning as I come with him inside me. All I feel is his knot. His cum. My slick. Our bodies. His lips and pure, unadulterated bliss.
Panting, I blink away the darkness dotting my vision, finding Sawyer watching my face. He cups my cheek, marking me with his scent, and brings his lips to mine.
“That was beautiful, Liv,” he says before kissing me.
“You bit me.”
“I didn’t mark you,” he says quickly. “We didn’t talk about that yet, but even just mimicking the action can make it better.” He searches my face. “Ready for another?”
“More?” I ask incredulously.
He chuckles and rolls his hips. “Yeah, baby. More.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“Oh, Liv,” he purrs, lips capturing mine as he pumps into me. His knot still locks us together, so the motion simply thrusts his tip over my G-spot. Pleasure threatens to pull me under again.
I moan into his mouth.
He breaks away, smirking down at me. “Trust me, you can come again.”
Biting my lip, I nod, curling my hips under a little. “I’m ready.”
“That’s my omega.” The smile he gifts me has butterflies taking flight.
Sawyer starts moving, slow at first, caressing my G-spot, letting me feel every inch of his length before scooping me up in his arms. He sits back, positioning us so he can suck my left nipple into his mouth. My arms wrap around him, and I moan as he somehow goes deeper.
His palms trace up either side of my spine as he teases my hardened peak, then they drag back down to my hips, pushing me onto his knot.
“Sawyer!” I cry out, the stretch so good but almost too much.
He pulls off my breast with a wet pop. “You’re doing good, Liv.” He gently coaxes my hips to move, the knot pulling as I move up and condensing when I glide down. “Good,” he purrs. “So fucking perfect.”
Our eyes collide, and I tuck my bottom lip between my teeth and push my hips in a circle.
His eyelids drift closed. “Fuuuuck.”
I do it again, nails biting into his shoulders as I use him as an anchor, testing this new depth. “Eyes on me, Sawyer.”
Gaze flashing with heat, he meets mine and places one hand at my throat and buries the other in my hair. My head falls back slightly, but I hold his stare, watching the emotions playing across his face as I ride him. His fingers flex around my neck, and he tugs my hair, tipping my head farther back. Moving slowly, he eases forward, holding my eyes as he sucks my nipple into his mouth and pulls.
That delicious friction builds between our bodies again, and just when I think an orgasm will slip away, the hand on my throat drags down my body until Sawyer’s thumb caresses over my clit.
