Page 35 of Finding Us
Leaning in, an inch from my target, I give her a small taste of what’s to come when I blow hot air over her clit. She doesn’t disappoint with her reaction. Her back arches off the bed as she moans into the silence, and I love how responsive she is to my touch. The longer I drag this out, the sweeter that initial contact will be for us both.
I use two fingers to part her, blowing against her for a second time. “Stop teasing me, you brute.”
“Those little whimpers tell me you’re enjoying it, Red.”
“I need more,” she pants.
“Tell me what you need, sweetheart.”
“Weren’t you listening? I said more.”
“I need your words, smart-arse.”
“Your mouth.”
“Where?”
Her little growl has my lips tugging up at the corners. “On me.”
I place a soft kiss against her inner thigh. “Here?”
“No,” she snaps. I know I’m being an arsehole, but I want to hear her say it.
“Here?” I ask, moving to the opposite thigh.
She pulls herself up onto her elbows. “Are you being serious right now?”
“Deadly.”
“You know where I want your mouth.”
I arch an eyebrow. “On your pussy?”
“Yes!”
“Then say it.”
“Ugh.” She tilts her head towards the ceiling in annoyance, but I don’t miss the blush rising up her neck as she does. “Please put your mouth on my …”
“Pussy.”
“Uh huh.”
“Say the word, Red.”
She flops back down onto the mattress, using her forearms to cover her face. “Pussy,” she whispers so softly I barely hear it, but I decide to take pity on her, giving her what she wants.
The moment my mouth comes into contact with her sensitive flesh, her body jolts. “You’re going to need to keep still,” I say, laying my palm against her abdomen to hold her in place.
“Oh, God,” she cries when I swirl my tongue. I groan against her skin when she threads her fingers into my hair, tugging me closer. She tastes just as sweet as I knew she would.
I don’t hold back, giving her everything I’ve got, and it doesn’t take long before she’s bucking off the bed. I’m desperate to be inside her, but I felt how tight she was downstairs, and if I don’t prepare her properly, I’m going to hurt her, and that’s the last thing I want.
I start by sliding the first finger in, just the tip, and when I think she’s ready, I add another. I’m only part the way in and I can already feel the resistance. I keep a close eye on her as I start moving my fingers around in a circular motion, trying to stretch her as much as I can. Her moans and the way she keeps thrashing her head from side to side tells me she’s enjoying it.
It doesn’t take long before I have her coming undone. “Wolf,” she cries, and the tight grip she now has on my hair is almost painful, but I don’t stop until I’ve drained every ounce of pleasure from her body. The clenching of her muscles against my fingers makes my cock weep.
When she is completely satiated, I remove her legs from my shoulders and stand, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “Are you okay?”
