Page 26 of Rooster

Knowing my intention, she widened her stance giving me access to trail further down. Her breath quickened as the tips of my fingers grazed the lining of her panties. My cock throbbed against my zipper as I whispered, “Holy hell, angel. You’re soaking fucking wet.”

Embarrassed, she immediately inched back, but I held her close. “I like it. Hell, I love it. I can’t wait to make you even wetter.”

“Hmmm,” she moaned, shifting her hips forward. She rested her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes as I continued to slowly caress her—teasing her and making her want even more.

All her little whimpers were driving me wild. I slipped my hands from her pants, then lifted her into my arms. I carried her over to the sofa and carefully lowered her down on the cushion. She raked her teeth over her bottom lip as she kicked off her boots, letting them drop to the floor. I lowered my hands to the hem of her sweater and slipped it over her head.

Her eyes never left mine as I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders, revealing her perfect round breasts. I trailed kisses down her collarbone to her breast, then began swirling my tongue around her sensitive flesh. “Oh, God.”

I nipped and sucked, relishing the sounds of her little moans and whimpers as I teased her with my tongue and teeth. Needing more of her, I took off my cut and laid it across the arm of the chair, then quickly removed my shirt. I didn’t miss the spark of desire that flashed through her eyes as she looked up at my bare chest. “You gotta stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” she asked innocently.

“Like you’re about to have me for dinner.”

“I can’t help it,” she purred as she placed the palm of her hand on my chest, her finger tracing the line of my tattoo. “You’re just so... good looking. It’s not even fair.”

“Is that right?”

She nodded, and I could tell by the way she was looking at me that she meant it. I lowered her jeans and panties down her legs, then waited as she laid back on the sofa cushions. Unable to wait a second longer, I lowered my mouth between her legs, and she inhaled a deep breath as soon as my beard brushed the inside of both thighs.

I raked my tongue across her clit, and the second I tasted her, I knew I’d never be able to get enough. I teased back and forth in a gentle rhythm against her sensitive flesh, loving the way her body instantly reacted to my touch. “Fucking incredible.”

“Don’t stop.”

Her breath became uneven and hitched as I thrust my finger deep inside her, rubbing against her g-spot—slow and steady. She tensed around me, and goosebumps prickled across her skin. I continued to tease her, staying just inches away from that spot that I knew would send her over the edge.

Her hips lifted from the sofa, begging for me to give her more. I instantly drove my fingers deeper inside her while my mouth clamped around her clit and sucked hard, giving her exactly what she needed.

“Ronin!” she shouted as her head thrashed back.

“That’s right. Say it again.”

“Ronin! Ronin!”

I continued teasing that spot that was driving her to the edge as I tormented her with my tongue. She whispered my name over and over as she spasmed around my fingers. While she was still in the throes of her release, I quickly pulled my wallet out of my back pocket and grabbed a condom.

I hurriedly dropped my jeans to the floor, kicking them off along with my boots. I slipped on the condom and then took a moment to look down at her.

Fuck.

She looked so damn beautiful with her long hair flowing around her shoulders and that wanton look in her eyes. Her eyes were trained on mine as she whispered, “Ronin.”

I didn’t make her wait.

I couldn’t.

I needed to be inside her. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I inched towards her and settled between her legs, raking my cock across her center. She was warm and wet, and I ached to be inside her. Clearly feeling the same, she arched her back towards me and moaned while her legs wrapped around my hips to pull me forward.

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me, so with one swift move, I thrust deep inside.

I immediately froze. I couldn’t help myself.

She felt too fucking good.

I needed a second to get my act together, or I’d be done before I ever got started. I regained my focus, then worked in deeper until I’d given her every inch. Relishing the sensation, my tortured growl echoed through the room as I slowly withdrew.

A slight hiss slipped through her teeth as I drove into her again and again—each time a bit faster and unforgiving. It was like a reward and punishment rolled into one, and she couldn’t get enough. She dug her nails into my back, and she shouted, “Oh God, yes!”

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