Page 95 of Ice Wolf
The man’s strength no longer surprised me, but his determination and sex appeal, his hunger knowing no bounds tore through me like firecrackers.
I was just as hot and needy, dragging his shirt up and over his head. When I placed both palms against his skin, the searing touch brought a slight gasp.
The smile on his face was entirely different as he cupped both breasts, rolling his thumbs back and forth across my nipples. Without any warning, he bent over, suckling one hardened bud, every sound as if feasting on a grade-A piece of meat.
I gripped his arms to keep from falling, tilting my head back and studying the ceiling as I struggled to breathe. The electric sensations were wild, my pulse skyrocketing.
He bit down, pulling the tender tissue between his teeth. The slight pain was amazing, something I would never have expected.
Or wanted.
It seemed I was already as insatiable as he was, craving the touch of his body, the feeling of having the full weight against me.
He rolled his lips to my other nipple, taking his time nipping and sucking, every sound a reminder of what a savage man he truly was.
I rubbed my palm down his chest, fighting with the button on his jeans. He was having none of allowing me to take any control, shoving my hands away. Lifting his head, he wagged his finger and tsked me.
The speed with which he rid me of my jeans and thong was something I’d think about time and time again. Suddenly, I was buck naked in front of him, staring up at the powerful man as he dragged his tongue across his lips provocatively.
When he dipped the tip of his finger in a fallen splat of mayo, I sensed he had wicked intentions in mine.
Every move dramatic, he slowly lowered his hand, his eyes twinkling the entire time.
“What are you doing?”
“Taming you,” he answered. With a hard shove of his arm across the counter, the noise of bowls and spoons being pitched aside was drowned out by an entirely different set of guttural sounds coming from his throat.
He gripped my hips, lifting me high into the air as I squealed. Then he planted my bottom on the counter, pressing me down until my head was hanging off the other side.
“Oh, what are you doing? What are you…” I flailed in his hold, stars floating in front of my eyes.
He chuckled even more darkly than before and split my legs wide open. “Who needs food, when I can feast on your sweet pussy.”
My heart continued to pound like a drum in a tribal song and the second he rolled the mayo-covered finger around my clit, I thought I’d surely pass out from pleasure. But the momenthe engulfed the tender tissue, his tongue swirling constantly, I figured I’d died and gone to heaven.
I couldn’t breathe or think and just laid still as he twirled his tongue back and forth. He rolled his goo-covered fingers up my legs to my stomach, completely covering my tummy. What did he intend on doing, licking every smear off with his tongue?
With my skin tingling from the substance, I quivered. Instantly lightheaded, I tossed my head back and forth as he dragged his tongue down the length of my pussy. My core was on fire, my muscles clenching. The man had a masterful tongue, creating a heatwave between us while he licked softly. Within seconds, he pulled me to the point of having an orgasm yet eased back, tormenting me because that’s the kind of man he was.
Panting, I struggled to reach him, but he slapped my hands away as he’d done before. What was a girl to do? I spread my arms across the counter, closing my eyes as the touch of ecstasy became more powerful.
He bent my knees, pushing them back against the surface and took his time. Every sound he made seemed exaggerated, matching the solid thumping of my heart.
Why was it that his constant growls were endearing, keeping my excitement level high? Why was every inch of my body tingling from his touch? The answers didn’t come easily, but I didn’t care. I kept my eyes closed while he licked furiously, his actions becoming rougher with every passing second.
There was an explosion of energy, a need so intense that it felt as if we were mating. He drove fingers inside, pumping beside his tongue and the combination was mind blowing.
“Oh, you are so… amazing.” My words seemed garbled and within seconds, I couldn’t control my body’s reaction. The climax was powerful, so much so I jerked up from the island, slapping my hands on the surface.
He lifted his head briefly, his face glistening from the mayonnaise mask he wore. I licked my lips on purpose and his nostrils flared.
“Play with your tits for me, Lily flower.”
Laughing nervously, I leaned back and lifted my hands to my nipples. As I swirled my fingers around the sensitive buds, he resumed his feast. Stars remained floating in front of my eyes and I allowed myself to be lost in the heat.
And his prowess.
As if an out of body experience had taken hold, I was no longer in control of my body. Another orgasm jetted through me. This time I screamed, unable to control my emotions. My pussy pulsed and my core overheated, leaving me panting for air.
