August
Her body wiggled beneath mine and she wrapped one leg around my thigh. Everything about this seemed so forbidden, as if I was tasting fruit that didn’t belong to me. That made me want her even more, desperate to be inside, fucking her with wild abandon.
She responded, raking her nails down my back, arching her back as much as possible in her effort to cling to me. When I finally broke the kiss, I cupped her chin, keeping her in place as I licked her neck, sliding the tip of my tongue down to her cleavage.
“Oh… August.”
“Are you hungry for more, my sweet Sasha?”
“Yes.”
“Are you willing to give me everything?” My husky voice was that of a true barbarian.
“God, yes.” She sucked in her breath as I growled and pulled her nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting down. Struggling, she managed to ease her hand between us, stretching to reach my cock. She wrapped her fingers around the base, pumping up and down in a seductive manner.
The lights dimmed, my eyes becoming hazy as she created friction. This wasn’t about romance. Not this time. I had to be inside of her, taking her sweet pussy, her tight little ass. I slid my mouth to her other breast as I jammed my hand between her legs, cupping and fingering her mound.
“So… Mmm…” She closed her eyes, her hand faltering as I thrust two then three fingers inside. She was so damn hot, as wet as I’d left her. My hunger was off the charts, the beast in me crawling to the surface.
I added a fourth finger, driving in wild and manic motions, the sound of her pussy muscles clamping around the invasion like the perfect orchestrated rhythm. She was mine for the taking. Mine for the tasting.
Mine for the fucking.
“You like what I do to your body, Sasha? Ravaging you? Taking you anytime I want?”
“Uh-huh.” Her head lolled as she rose onto her tiptoes. She squeezed my cockhead, smiling when I issued a guttural sound, breathing hot air across her face.
I pulled my fingers out and smacked her pussy. “Let’s try that again.”
“Yes, sir,” she purred, her lower lip quivering.
The way her body reacted was so powerful, the connection to her unmistakable. We belonged together in some insane manner.
My hunger was too great and I jerked back, tugging her around and forcing her against the marble. I kicked her legs apart and wasted no time, shoving my cock all the way inside her tight little pussy.
“Oh, fuck…” She slapped the wall as she pressed her face against it.
I dragged the wet strands of hair from her face, marveling in the warm flush cresting along her jawline. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. I fucked her hard and fast, lifting her off her feet every time I thrust in savage strokes.
She licked her lips and kept the seductive smile, moaning every time I stole her breath. My body was tense, longing to come deep within, but I would wait. I could be patient. The entire moment spiraled until I was unable to think clearly.
“Fuck me. Yes. Fuck me!” Her cries floated around us, her desire consuming both of us.
I kept the pace, slamming her savagely against the marble, driving deep. When she stretched out her arms, clasping her hands around mine, I lowered my head, biting down on her neck.
Brutal.
Unforgiving.
Taking.
When I was ready to explode, I pulled out, lifting her until she was forced to slap her feet against the wall. Then I claimed her ass, sliding in with ease.
She shuddered, her mouth slack as she panted, clawing at me. Everything about this was primal, our combined hungers off the rail. Nothing mattered but the two of us, our carnal needs being fulfilled. Then I stopped thinking, shoving in harder and faster until I could hold back no longer.
Tossing my head, I roared, the sound like an angry beast filling his mate with seed.
I held her for some time, languishing under the shower, my face pressed against hers. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, events of my life that needed to be shared, but I had no idea where to begin. Hell, I had no idea what wouldn’t compromise our relationship.
She folded her arms over mine, clinging to me as our breathing calmed. When I finally released her, she didn’t seem surprised, merely tipping her head and offering a sad yet respectful nod. Perhaps she’d learned when to leave the brooding beast alone.