Page 69 of With This Kiss
God, she was so much more than I imagined. And I had imagined her a lot.
I used my other hand to play with her nipple. It hardened instantly from my touch, and her back bowed, bringing her closer to me.
I wanted to take my time with her, to savor every inch of her pale skin, to memorize the dips and curves of her body, but fuck if that would be possible. Desperation made my skin tremble. I wanted to devour her until there was no doubt in her mind that she belonged to me.
My thumb and forefinger rolled her nipple, gently at first, before my touch turned rough, and I pinched her harshly. Her mouth opened, and her face twisted a little from the pain, but she didn’t tell me to stop. She fucking liked it when I was rough with her.
“Look at you,” I murmured, my voice rough with desire. “So fucking responsive to me.” I plucked at her nipple a few times until the skin there turned red from my treatment, before dipping my head and taking her other nipple into my mouth, letting my tongue circle it before sucking. She arched against me, a small whimper escaping her throat. The sound went straight to my cock, making it strain painfully against my jeans.
“Reign,” she moaned, my name on her lips like a prayer. Her wrists twisted in my grip, not really fighting to get free, just testing my hold.
I released her nipples and started to kiss my way down her body, letting go of her wrists.
I needed to fucking taste her.
I yanked her panties down as I went, ignoring the sound of fabric tearing as I did.
“Wait,” she said as I spread her legs out wide. I looked down at her small, delectable pussy. Her skin was bare and soft, only feeding my frenzy. Wetness had gathered around the lips.
I cupped her fully in my palm, squeezing and playing with it. Her legs jerked.
“Reign!”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I—”
Her voice was cut off when I pressed my thumb down on her swollen clit. She closed her eyes briefly and tried to pull away from me.
Like hell I was going to let her go now that I had her.
I pressed my other hand on her soft belly, holding her there as I explored her with my fingers, shifting them through her wet slit.
“Fuck,” she gritted out when I teasingly pushed my finger around her entrance. “Reign.”
“I know, baby. Does that feel good?”
“I…” She shook her head, as if she didn’t want to answer me. That was okay. I was good at making other people tell me the truth. She wouldn’t be an exception. Not only would she admit how good this felt, but she was going to beg me for more.
I pushed her legs further apart and settled myself there, bringing my face down to her pussy. I could smell her. How fucking delicious.
“Has anyone ever told you how pretty your little pussy is?” I asked.
“Of course not,” she said, indignant.
“No?” That was fucking good because just the thought of another fucker seeing her like this was enough to make me want to hunt him down at this very moment and kill him. It didn’t fucking matter if the fucker was in her past.
I didn’t want her to even think about a time in her life when I didn’t exist for her yet.
I shook away the thought and went back to what was really important.
I leaned down and took her pussy in my mouth without warning.
“God!” she screamed when I roughly moved my lips over her.
Her body tensed, then relaxed beneath me, her hips moving of their own accord as I licked and sucked at her clit. My fingersmoved through her drenched lips, pushing inside her tight little hole. Wet heat surrounded me, and I couldn’t fucking wait until I could feel her around my cock.
Fuck me, but it was getting hard to control myself just from the thought alone.
