Page 34 of Knot Your Pucking Mate
She drops my hand, wrapping both her arms around my neck and bringing her lips to mine in a kiss so passionate and heavy that there’s no denying what she’s feeling. Mandy perfumes for me and I growl, my arms around her waist pulling her body flush to mine. My cock hardens in my suit pants, and there’s no way she doesn’t feel it where it’s pressed against her lower body.
“Is there anyone else here at all? In the rest of the house?” she asks, breaking our kiss and panting heavily.
“No, I’ve rented the whole property. It’s just you and me here, Dee.”
Mandy grins, her eyes crinkling mischievously as she grabs my hands and spins, dragging me out of the ballroom.
“Come with me?”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.” Glancing back at me, she winks then leads me to the grand staircase, gathering the bottom of her dress in her free hand and taking the steps two at a time. I can’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm.
“I’d follow you anywhere, Dee.”
She slows at the top of the stairs, dropping my hand and approaching the first door on the left. She opens it just enough to peek inside, a grin spreading across her pixie-like features letting me know that she’s found what she was looking for.
“Perfect,” she declares before closing it again and spinning around to face me. There’s a sparkle in her eyes, a lightness I remember from when we were young. It wasn’t there a few weeks ago, and the relief and sheer delight I feel at seeing it return is indescribable. “Authentic experience. That’s what you said, right?”
“I did.”
She wiggles her finger in a come-hither motion, and I obey, moving into her space and grasping her waist.
“Kiss me,” she whispers as her perfume surrounds us. “And then carry me through that door and take me on the bed like we’re a pair of horny teens losing our virginity to each other on prom night—the way it was meant to be.”
“Fuck,” I growl before slamming my lips down on hers. Mandy wraps her arms around my neck, and I lift her, pressing her against the door as she wraps her legs around my waist. Instinct has me grinding against her as my cock hardens painfully and my knot swells.
Steadying her with one hand, I twist the doorknob, kicking the door open and grasping her ass with my hands. Inside is a master suite with a large oak four-poster bed in the center of the room.
I press my lips to her ear as I carry her to the bed, feeling the shudder that runs through her at the contact.
She’s so damn perfect.
I place her gently on her feet before the bed, and gesture for her to spin around. Obeying, she spins on her heel, and I make quick work of the dress zipper.
She shrugs out of the gown and it falls to the floor, slowly revealing her bare porcelain back and her tight ass. She’s wearing only a thong and I growl again, my need for her growing stronger with every passing second.
As though in slow motion, she spins, revealing her full, perky breasts and flat stomach. I can’t help the way my eyes roam hungrily over every inch of her body, over every curve and valley. I’m enchanted, frozen, unsure of what to do next.
She steps forward, reaching for my tie and untying it. Swallowing hard, I pull off my jacket as Mandy finishes with my tie and makes quick work of my shirt buttons. She parts the material, her hands gliding over my chest and up over my shoulders to pull the shirt off.
Her touch is fire against my skin. I need her. Need to be inside her, need to feel her everywhere and all over me. My hands cup her face, bringing her lips to mine once more as I walk her backwards to the bed. She falls onto the mattress with a giggle, and I lean down over her, staring at her in all her naked glory.
“Fuck, Mandy, I don’t—”
“You don’t want to?” she asks, her face falling instantly.
“No, no. I do. Fuck knows I do.” I say, climbing onto the bed beside her. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted. And I’ve only ever wanted to do it with you. I haven’t…I haven’t done any of this before. This really is an ‘authentic’ experience for me.”
“You… I’ll be your first?”
I nod. “There was never anyone else.”
Her perfume clouds around us, stronger than I’ve ever scented it. My eyes roam her body again, finding her thighs glistening with slick and a wet patch forming beneath her on the sheets.
“You like that?” I growl, unbuckling my belt with a growing desperation. I know the basics, and clothing is a barrier I absolutely have to remove.
“Yes,” she moans, spreading her thighs and exposing her glistening core to me for the first time. “Fuck yes, I do. Follow your instincts, Chase. You know what to do, and I’ll help guide you. But I need you now. Right now,” she whines, the sound triggering my instincts to please and satisfy my omega.
