Page 22 of His to Unwrap
Her eyes dance as she smiles at me. “I think we’re a little out of order here. You’re telling me I have to move in with youtonightand you literally haven’t even kissed me yet.”
I growl at that, my eyes going straight to her lips. Her plump, bubblegum lips that I’ve had more fantasies about than I could count.
“I guess it’s time I did something about that, huh?” I mutter, then attack her mouth before she can respond.
It’s hard to imagine anything ever feeling better than the wet heat of her pussy around my fingers, but this has to come close. The second our lips touch I’m lost to her, only wanting to get closer, to soak up more of her. She kisses me back just as desperately, clinging to my chest as I tilt her head, taking more and more.
“If you need more time, tell me now,” I say against her mouth. “If you want things to go slower?—”
“Fuck slow,” she gasps, and I chuckle darkly.
“I don’t think my angel should be using that kind of language,” I tell her, reaching for the hem of her dress. “Maybe I need to remind you how sweet you are.” I slide the dress up and over her head, groaning when I see she’s bare for me. “Thesefucking tits,” I rasp, staring. “You have no idea how many times I’ve gotten myself off to memories of them.”
“I’d like to see that.” Her voice is shaky. “I’ve never seen you come, you know. You’re always behind the glass.”
“You’re going to see my come,” I promise. “Over and over again. You’re going to take it on these tits, in your mouth, in your cunt. Wherever I want to put it.” I can’t stand it a second longer so I bring my mouth down to the soft flesh, pulling one nipple into my mouth. It tastes every bit as sweet as I always imagined, and I pretty much lose my mind, suckling her over and over, switching from breast to breast. I feel like an animal, wanting to consume her, to mark her, to make her mine.
“Please,” she gasps, tugging at my hair, and I reluctantly let her nipple leave my mouth with a soft pop. She gives a shaky laugh. “You’re making me crazy.”
I run my lips up over her collarbones, stopping at her neck, then the soft spot under her jaw, before finally sliding to her ear. “That’s the last time you stop me from taking what I want from your body,” I rasp, and she shivers in my arms.
Of course that’s not fully true—she’ll always have a safe word, and I’ll remind her of it every time—but as long as she’s giving herself over to me, I plan to take possession in every way possible.
The mere thought makes me desperate to get inside her at last. I’m tempted to unbutton my trousers and thrust up into her just like this, but I’ve waited too long, dreamt about this too many times for it to be a fast fuck. I want her under me in the bed, caged in by my arms, taking everything I have to give her.
So that’s what we do. I get her comfortable on her back, pausing only to slide her drenched thong down her legs, before standing and removing my clothes. The way she watches me with so much eager anticipation makes me feel ten feet tall. Maybe I’m not too gruff for her after all.
Once I’m naked, I stare down at her in the bed, feeling suddenly off-balanced. She’s so fucking beautiful, and I have no idea how I’m the lucky asshole who gets to be here with her.
“I don’t know where to start,” I admit, embarrassed by the shake in my voice. She just smiles, opening her arms to me.
“Start here,” she whispers and all my tension releases as I lower myself over her, letting her take me in her arms.
Being on top of her, skin-to-skin, is almost frighteningly good. It’s like she’s lighting up every single one of my nerve endings, lighting my entire body on fire. I kiss her until neither of us can breathe, then shift back a little.
“Open up for me,” I demand, wedging my hips between her thick, silky thighs. “Spread your legs, baby.”
She does as she’s told, moaning sweetly when my tip brushes against her hot wet center. The barest touch feels so damn good I have to close my eyes and grit my teeth to keep from coming before I even get inside her.
“I haven’t been with anyone since you came to Wyld.” Her mouth drops open in shock, and I scoff. “Are you seriously surprised? I told you I’m obsessed, Noelle.” I let my dick drag through her wetness once, as if to prove my point. “Do you want me to get a condom?”
She pauses. “I haven’t been with anyone either,” she says shyly, and I bite back a roar of triumph. I know she hasn’t let any Dom fuck her during any of her public scenes, but I could never be sure she hadn’t done something with one of them in a private room.
“That’s good,” I grunt. “I won’t have to murder any of the members.”
She giggles, then goes quiet, biting her lip. “I’m not on birth control.”
I can’t stop the groan that erupts from deep in my chest. I let my head drop to her shoulder. “Fuck, Noelle.”
“Is that…is that a good thing?”
I lift my head, glaring down at her. “It’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever heard,” I grit out. “The thought of taking you bare, knowing you’re not protected…fuck.”
Her eyes are wide. “Are you saying…you want…”
“To put a baby inside you? Fuck yes.”
“Oh.” She seems shocked, but not unhappy about it. After a moment, a sly grin tilts her lips. “That actually sounds pretty hot.”
