Page 61 of Wolf.e
“Your scent calls to me, Brinley, there’s not a space in this house you could hide.” I smirk, knowing she’s unleashed something in me that can’t be contained now.
I get to Brinley in less than three steps under the stairs behind an old cedar chest. I wrap my hand in her hair and drag her out by it. She comes easily and I press her face first against the wood wall, she reaches behind and begins to claw at me, slap me, anything she can. I press my cock into her ass, lettingher know I’m about to violate her. It’s the only warning I give. I crush her with my weight, taking over her space.
She’s grunting, kicking, trying hard to reach any part of me. It only makes me harder.
“Found you, little bird,” I say gruffly into her ear with a tone of finality. I breathe her in, turning my face into her neck, placing my open mouth over the furious thrum of her pulse. She stops flailing and I feel the sting from where her nails gnashed into the skin of my forearms.
I pull my knife from its sheath and trail the back side of the blade up the back of her thigh. She whimpers when she feels it. The mix of pleasure and pain in her little noises makes my cock throb against my jeans.
I slide the knife under Brinley’s flimsy linen shorts and with a sharp flick of my wrist, I slice upward until I tear through every last inch of them, they fall to the floor as I replace my knife in its sheath, pressing my chest into her back to hold her in place against the wall.
Brinley moans as I slide my hand over the soft globe of her ass and squeeze, hard. My hand comes down, laying a tight slap to her cheek and she yelps when she feels it. She calms as I smooth my palm over the sting and slide my other hand up into her hair. I can barely make out my handprint in the dimly lit attic but fuck, what I can see, makes me feral.
I spin her around and press her back into the wood, biting her lower lip and sucking it into my mouth, licking and tugging on it. My tongue slips inside and strokes hers, playing with her, knowing now that I’ve really kissed her, there will never be a day where I don’t.
She melts into me almost instantly, her lips become pliant against mine as she lets me take her mouth. My cock twitchesand strains further with every swipe of her tongue. She moans and whimpers as I slide my hands over her body, kneading every inch of skin I can, bringing her closer in every way possible. Brinley inches her needy pussy into my cock, her tense muscles loosen as she starts slowly molding into me. She picks up the pace, her tongue meeting mine and challenging me to keep up. She lets me claim her mouth as I kiss her, bite her, and then lick over the pain, all the while she trembles beneath my hold.
I pull her tank over her head and her hair tumbles around her shoulders. She looks up at me almost naked. Only one tiny slip of cotton remains between her thighs, keeping me from what I want, what I need.
Brinley sucks in a sharp breath when my fingers find her nipples, pinching them, bringing them to my mouth, sucking in the sweet little buds. Her honey flavor filling my mouth makes me feel crazed.
She moans and rocks her pussy into me harder.
“You act so innocent, little hummingbird, but inside that pretty little head you’re just as fucked-up as I am. Iwantit,” I tell her as I slide my free hands down between her thighs, over the lace of her thong. “I want it all.”
She moans into my lips.
“Inside, you’ve always craved this, haven’t you?” I ask, knowing it’s true. If it wasn’t, she’d be crying, fighting me, not pushing her desperate pussy into my cock like it will bring her the reward she seeks.
I slide her thong aside and just as I suspect she’s fucking soaked.
“Mmm,” I confirm. “So wet for my cock, the prim and proper debutant is really just a dirty little slut begging for me to tear this pussy apart.”
Brinley can lie, but her pussy can’t. She’s dripping. I grip her hair with my other hand and pull her head back from her roots. The soft, black waves trail down my forearm, her eyes are open and burning with lust.
“Am not prim and proper…” she half moans, and I chuckle at her, cursing as I slide the pad of my middle finger between her lips and over her clit.
“Yeah? Show me,” I tell her as I keep her eye contact and tease her clit in rough circles until she’s bucking, arching, reaching forward, searching for more from me. Her eyes start to close, but I pull her hair again, so they snap open. I shake my head, a warning for her to keep them on mine. Time stands still as I trade between fucking my fingers into her tight cunt and sweeping my thumb over her clit, just before she’s about to come all over my hand, I pull it away.
Brinley whimpers and pouts with the loss of contact and I know that pout will be my downfall.
“Not yet. I want that cum dripping down my cock, little bird.”
I take her lip between my teeth, then release, watching as it pops back into place while I keep her hair in my hand as I unbuckle my jeans with the other. I free my hardened, leaking cock, and kiss her again.
Fuck. Icould survive without food or water, but now that I’ve had them, I couldn’t survive without these fucking lips.
I slide my hands down Brinley’s thighs and lift her against the wall. She wraps her legs around my waist and slides my cock up and down against her dripping pussy. Her lips hug each of the barbells that run my length, her breathing accelerates with every single one. The sound drives me to the brink of insanity.
Never in my life have I gone bare with a woman, neverin my life have I even thought about it. But with Brinley? I wouldn’t dream of putting anything between us. Something about burying my seed deep inside her cunt electrifies me.
“Condom…” she mutters as I continue to slide against her.
“No condom,” I say low. Her only response is a tiny whimper.
“You’re too big,” she says in a whisper.
I smirk against her lips, just the feel of her against me like this…that feeling alone almost makes me come.
