Page 102 of Animal's Reformation
Olivia gasped into his mouth, the pulse of desire throbbing deep and low in her body, every nerve tightening in awareness caused by the most delectably wonderful things he was doing to her.
Pulling away for a split second, Animal locked his heated gaze on her. “Come for me, baby.” Then his tongue plunged back into her mouth.
She began to unceremoniously fuck his finger, bucking and jerking hard, and then a mind-numbing, shattering climax rocked her body. Animal held her close, murmuring softly in her ears, but Olivia was still riding the wave of euphoria, and his voice sounded distant and muffled. She collapsed against him, almost sliding down to the ground, but he held her up; then threw her over his shoulder as she squealed, and walked over to the blanket, his strong hand rubbing her ass.
Animal gently put her down then fixed his heated gaze on her as he fluidly stripped off his clothes, socks, and boots. His dick stood straight and hard, and Olivia sat up and reached out to grab it, but he shook his head while throwing her a devilish grin.
“I’m gonna make you wait,” he said, stroking his cock. Slow and even movements that went down his shaft and pinched the tip until he hung his head back and groaned. “Although, your mouth would be fucking perfect right now.”
“Yes,” she agreed breathlessly.
“Take your top off and don’t look away from me,” he said.
Gazing at Animal with a seductive smile, Olivia put a finger in her mouth and sucked it slowly. She looked at him and saw pure desire in his intense gaze, and it nearly took her breath away. Olivia withdrew her finger and trailed it down her throat to her cleavage, her body flashing with instant heat at the way Animal stared at her.
“Fuck,” he muttered as he fell to his knees.
Olivia grasped the hem of her top and lifted it up and over her head. Animal’s jaw clenched as his gaze fixed on the swell of her breasts, and she reached behind and unhooked her bra. The straps slid over her shoulders and down her arms before she discarded the black lacy fabric on the blanket.
A low growl rumbled from his chest, and then Animal was right there—next to her, kissing her deeply while cupping the weight of one of her breasts in his palm and grazing the swollen nipple with his thumb until it beaded. Pure white heat crackled through Olivia, and she curled her arms around his neck and arched into him, driving their kiss deeper.
He broke away and dipped his head lower then gently bit the rock-hard tips of her breasts. She moaned while he teased and tortured her nipples.
“It feels so good,” she murmured, burying her fingers in his hair.
Animal gently pushed her down on the blanket then trailed feathery kisses over her breasts, down her belly, and to her inner thighs. A few nips on her sensitive skin had her squirming and gasping, and he reached down and pushed off her jeans, socks, and boots and trailed his mouth up her legs. She cried out when he tugged off her panties then buried his face against the smooth skin at the juncture of her thighs.
Olivia felt the soft, warm movement of his tongue caressing her clit, arousing her into the edge of ecstasy. She bucked hard but he placed his hands on her hips and pinned her down as he kissed, nipped, and licked her from front to back. When his tongue poked into her wet heat she writhed beneath him and bit the corner of her bottom lip to keep from going over the top.
“You taste and smell so fuckin’ amazing,” he said as he clasped her thighs and spread them open farther.
Animal’s fingers stroked her pussy lips then he pressed one of them into her hot hole. While he pushed into her, his thumb stroked the outer flesh. A moment later, his finger pressed against her mouth and she could smell the scent of her own arousal. “Taste yourself,” he whispered. She opened her mouth and let his finger enter, sucking and licking her own salty-sweet juices from his digit. Smiling at her, he removed his finger from her mouth.
“I need you,” she whispered.
Animal leaned over and picked up his jeans, but Olivia grabbed his arm, stopping him. A quizzical look spread across his face as his gaze locked on hers.
“I want tofeelyou,” she said. “I’m on birth control and I’m good.”
The corners of his mouth lifted up. “I’m good too, babe.” He tossed his jeans aside then cupped her breasts and kneaded them while he scooted between her parted legs.
Hovering over her, his mouth was back on hers, bruising and wild, sending fiery sparks through her. She dug her hands into his ass and gripped the firm muscles.
“Are you ready, baby?” he rasped.
“Always,” she replied as Animal pulled away.
Dark hunger filled his eyes as he lifted one of her legs and draped it over his shoulder. Shivers of delight tingled through her as he kissed her ankle and inner calf. He glanced down and smiled.
“I love your pretty pussy. It’s all pink and wet and just waiting for my cock,” he said, swiping a finger through her slick folds.
Olivia groaned and shifted her hips, and he gripped her other leg and placed that one over his shoulder as well. The head of his dick lightly pressed against her entrance, and with intense eyes fixed on hers, he shoved into her.
“Yes!” she cried as her warmth molded around him.
“Fuck,” he hissed before pulling out and plunging back in.
Her fingers clutched onto his shoulders as he fucked her hard and rough, and she quaked and shook under his relentless pummeling—over and over. As she lifted her hips, their two bodies met like claps of thunder and her inner walls clenched around him tightly with each stroke. Animal gripped her hips so hard she knew there’d be bruises. Olivia loved it when he marked her, as she already wore a steady supply of love bites over her body.
