Page 31 of Finding Us
My heart is beating so fast now, I can hear it thumping in my ears. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip as he approaches, and when he comes to a stop beside the bike, I gulp in a sharp breath.
His large frame is looming over me as he fists a chunk of my long hair in his hand, gently angling my head back until our faces meet. “Do you have any idea how sinfully beautiful you look straddling my bike like this?”
I swallow thickly, shaking my head and before I get a chance to blink, he’s throwing his leg over the bike and retaking his seat, only this time he’s facing me.
His fingers dance along the outside of my legs, pushing my dress up to my waist as he goes. I’ve never felt so vulnerable and exposed, yet turned on at the same time. He dips his face again, eating me up with his eyes, and my body shivers with anticipation as I await his next move.
“Fuck.” The way he practically growls his words is so damn sexy.
When his attention moves back to my face, the intensity of his stare has my skin prickling with goose bumps. I can literally see the heat burning in his eyes … nobody has ever looked at me like that before.
I let out a little squeak when his strong hands tighten around my waist, and I’m effortlessly lifted off the seat and lowered back down onto his lap. Straight away I can feel he’s hard because it’s pressing right against my core …it feels too good. So much so, I have this weird compulsion to grind myself against him. Thankfully for now, I manage to curb that thought. I’m in unfamiliar territory here, and I have no clue how to act.
He leans in, licking a path from the base of my neck, all the way up to my ear. This time, I’m powerless to stop the whimper that falls from my lips.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he murmurs before sucking my earlobe into his mouth and gently biting on the flesh. I don’t hesitate to do what he asks. A deep, sensuous rumble escapes from somewhere deep in his chest as he cups my arse in his hands and pulls me even closer. The pressure only making the dull throbbing ache between my legs intensify.
When he starts peppering kisses along my jawline as he rolls his hips forward, my body reacts of its own accord. My head is thrown backwards and I moan so loudly I swear it echoes off the walls. I should be embarrassed by my display, but I’m too invested in how he’s making me feel to care. I’ve never self-gratified before, so this kind of pleasure is new to me. I’m now understanding all the hype. I can’t believe I’ve gone twenty-one years without experiencing anything remotely close to this, and I have a feeling as the night wears on, things are only going to get more intense.
“Jesus, Red,” he utters, holding me firmly in place as he rolls his hips for the second time. “I want you so bad. I’ve never craved anyone the way I do you.”
The moment his lips find mine, things really heat up. Wolf grasps my sides, dragging my body back and forth along his length in slow calculated moves, and as amazing as it feels, I need more. What? I’m not sure, but I start jerking my own hips in a feverish manner as my fingers glide over his chest before sliding around his neck, deepening the kiss.
My body is climbing higher and higher with each move; I can’t seem to get enough of this man. My best description for what I’m feeling would be euphoria. The kaleidoscope of sensations cascading over me are confusing—indescribable—but I like them.I like them a lot.I completely understand why my best friend is so hooked. Who wouldn’t want to feel like this?
I’m now chasing that elusive ‘O’ as Wolf’s hands slide under my dress, gliding up my body as he goes. He draws back, pulling out of the kiss so he can drag the fabric over my head. We are both panting as he drops it down onto the concrete below. He dips his face to take me in, I’ve never let a man see me in my underwear before, but the way he gobbles me up with his eyes takes away any self-consciousness I should be feeling.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, leaning down to run his flattened tongue over the swell of my breast. “So damn beautiful.” I’m not sure why, but his words manage to do something to me … I swear I feel a little crack form in the walls I meticulously installed around my heart when I was a little girl.
He palms my other breast before tweaking my nipple through the lace with his forefinger and thumb. That movement elevates my arousal, sending shock waves straight to my clit. I start to rock faster against him as I clutch either side of his face so I can capture his lips again. I’m in sensory overload and I’m not sure how much more I can take.
And then it happens … I reach the peak … and oh my God, the euphoria I was feeling moments ago has nothing on this. I abandon his lips as my body arches, riding out the glorious waves that are now coursing through me. The noises I’m making are completely foreign, but again, I don’t care.
“Yes,” Wolf growls. “Come for me, sweetheart.” His hand slides into the front of my underwear, and when his fingertips circle my clit, it sets off another wave of pleasure. He doesn’t stop until I’m completely drained. I lean in, resting my forehead against his chest as I try to catch my breath. His hand is still down my pants, and when he slides in a little further, he groans.
I have to bite my bottom lip to suppress my whimper when the tip of one of his fingers pushes inside me. I can feel my inner muscles clenching around him as I silently plea with him to go deeper.
“Fuck, you’re soaked.”
“What?” I gasp, drawing back so I can see his face.
“I love how wet you are for me,” he says, smiling.
Those words quickly bring me out of my post-orgasmic haze and I feel my face heat with embarrassment. I hope he doesn’t think it’s pee. “I’m so sorry.”
His eyebrows pinch into a frown “For what? And why is your face getting redder?”
I quickly dip my head, and whisper, “Kill me now.”
Chapter10
Mason
Things went from hot to weird in a millisecond. Red bows her head, so I gently grab a fist full of her hair, tilting her face back to mine. “What is going on?”
“I don’t know … is it normal?”
“Is what normal?”
