Page 41 of Frost Bitten
“Fuck,” I hiss.That hurt a little.
“No pouting. I warned you to keep your voice down. I don’t like causing pain, but I will remind you with reprimands if you disobey me.”
Fuck, why is that hot?!
“Ok,” I whisper.
“Good girl. Now, I’m going to let go of your hands. Can you leave them up here, next to your head?”
“Yes,” I say, nodding my head.
“Such a good girl for me. You’re already remembering I need your words on the important answers. Next one – may I remove your jeans?” He runs his hand under my leg at my knee, brings it up, and cups my ass in the skin-tight jeans, pulling his hardness into my core.
“Yessss,” I whisper, drawing the sounds out on a quiet whine.
“Damn, are you needy, Angel? Do you need me?”
“Bast, yes. I need you.”
“You’ll get me, very soon. I promise. But I want to make sure you’re ready. May I help get you ready with my fingers? My tongue?”
“Yes, yes,” I pant, my breaths coming heavier. “Please, touch me more. I need more.”
“Angel, I’ll always take care of you. I told you I was taking this slow, and I wasn’t lying. I won’t always ask permission for every single step, but I want you to know where I’m at, and what I want next. That’s how I’m telling you, but I also feel it’s driving you wild, waiting for me to take each next step, isn’t it?”
I writhe on the bed as he pulls my jeans off my hips and down my body. He takes care to leave my panties on, knowing full well that it is the one thing Jason forced off my body. Quiet whimpers slip from my lips until I feel a touch – there. A gasp immediately escapes me, and I cover my mouth with my own hand.
“Oh, Angel, you’re being so good, making sure you stay quiet. Keep your hand there. You’re going to need the extra help soon enough. Now,” he pauses, hand gently teasing the skin where my panties skim along my hip, “you’re going to need to lose these for what I have planned. Do I have your permission to slide them down your legs?”
”Mef,” I affirm through my hand, nodding my head so he understands.
“Oh, Angel,” he purrs, leaning down to kiss that same tender spot he was teasing with his fingertips. He nibbles his way up to the waistline of the thin fabric, nipping it in his teeth. Scooping the other side with a finger, he works the fabric down, caressing the full length of my legs.
The next thing I know, two of Bast’s fingers gently spear my core as his tongue finds and circles my clit. Waves of warmth and pleasure radiate from my core as he brings me closer and closer to infinity. With a pulsating suck, his lips clamp down over my tiny bundle of nerves, while explosions fire behind my eyes, and I tip over the edge of heaven at his attention.
He slowly lowers me back into consciousness, and when I’m aware of my body again, I open my eyes in time to see the euphoric vision of Bast reaching for his collar and pulling his shirt off with one hand. He drapes his shirt over his jacket before turning back to climb onto the bed, covering my body.
“Angel,” he starts, “when you’re ready, I’m going to fuck this incredibly tight fucking pussy nice and slow. We won’t get rough until you beg me for it, and then I will only get rough when I think you’re ready. So don’t worry about that tonight. I want you to feel all the sensuality that I’m craving for you, the precious feelings that you should be given. You are a queen – so strong, confident, and secure in who you are. You don’t deserve anything less than having your body and mind worshipped. I’ll gladly take on that responsibility if you’ll allow me.”
Tears well in my eyes over his words. I’d never felt more precious to anyone before I met these guys. Both Corey and Bast treat me like I’mworthyof their love and affection, and they seem to be able to speak the language my body responds to.
Bast leans over, places a gentle kiss on my lips, and slips a finger into my core for a second round. This time, though, he continues to kiss and nibble on my body, moving his lips down my neck and around the curve of my breast. When his lips and tongue skim the sensitive skin below my breast, I clench hard around his fingers.
“Oh, you like that, do you?” he asks, looking up my body into my eyes.
“Yes, it’s so sensitive there.”
He reaches up and sucks a nipple into his mouth while his other hand plucks at the other, and right as he starts to time the sucks and plucks, he begins to tap that special spot inside me. The rhythm he plays with my body builds into a crescendo, bringing me to the finale of my song of ecstasy. Only then does he withdraw and climb off the bed.
I’m still panting, trying my hardest to keep quiet, but he’s making it so hard.
Speaking of hard,I knew he was impressive but damn. Bast unzips his jeans, allowing his dick to spring free from the rough confines.He was commando the entire date, knowing he was going to be doing this after?!
My pussy clenches with need, but he makes me wait, making a show of pulling out a condom and putting it on. My heart soars at his thoughtfulness, of the fact that he made sure I saw it. I can’t help but grin at him and spread my legs, allowing him to climb onto the bed right where I want him. Since I’m a good girl, I’m listening by keeping my hands where they are.
“Fuck, Angel, you’re absolutely dripping,” he groans, right before he rubs the tip of his sheathed cock through the mess he’s made. A shudder runs through me, knowing I am so close.
Finally, Bast leans over me and runs his nose down my ear. “I’ve been waiting for this moment since that first day. Even before you stood up for me, I knew I’d be addicted to you.”
