Damn him and his…wordiness. “So what? Your cock is pressing into my stomach. It’s not exactly small. Let’s put it to good use.” She needed fast and hard and now.
“Nah.” He pushed up an inch with his thigh, increasing the pressure on her clit. “Let’s not. I want to remember this claiming for the rest of my life. I want it to be good for you, not wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am.”
“But…” Her brain cells scattered. What man doesn’t want fast and furious?
He chuckled again. “We’re going to spend our lives together. We aren’t going to start the next seventy years with a hot fuck on the rug.”
“Up against the door then?” she implored. She wasn’t kidding. She was really horny. Couldn’t they get the first time out of the way and then try again for slow?
He shook his head. “Where’s the fire, baby?” He leaned back and stared into her eyes, angling her face toward his. His thumbs traced her jawline and he held her face with both hands.
Samantha squirmed beneath his scrutiny. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples rasping against the lace. “God. What’s happening to me? I’m not like this.”
“Like what?”
“So…aroused. Needy…impatient.” Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
Josh smiled. “It’s the mating, Samantha. It takes over, changes a person.”
A strange low vibrating noise came from deep in her chest as she slouched into his touch. Her eyes fluttered. She couldn’t focus.
Josh released her cheek with one hand and reached down between them, lowering his leg. He pressed his palm into her pussy and cupped her sex. “So fucking hot and wet. I can’t wait to see you.”
A groan escaped her lips. She bucked into his hand as her eyes fluttered shut. His scent filled her nose. His house smelled like him too. It was overpowering. The deep masculine smell of her mate.
When his hand disappeared and his leg rose back up into her pussy, she opened her eyes with a start. “Please…”
“Now that’s a word I don’t mind hearing.” He kept his gaze on her while his hands trailed to her waist and then up to the bottom swell of her breasts.
On tiptoe, she was at his mercy. And for the first time in her life, she didn’t mind.
She was always in control, always in the driver’s seat. Today, she could let her mate take charge. It wouldn’t kill her. But she could see a power play for “top” in their future. And she’d love every minute of it.
With a groan, Josh lowered her to the floor and took her hand. “As much as I would enjoy the rug or the door, let’s go to the bedroom this time. I want you splayed out before me so I can see every inch of you, and taste you from head to toe.”
She shivered at the thought. Taste me? Oh, God. She was in so much trouble. Of course, she looked forward to doing a bit of tasting herself…
He tugged her down the hall and into the first door on the left with a swoop of his hand. “I wasn’t planning on bringing a woman here today, let alone the one I needed most to impress in life, but here you have it.”
What was he talking about? The house was immaculate. At least what she’d seen of it. Well, okay, that only includes the front door and the hall and now the master bedroom.
Except for the sheets and comforter being askew and unmade, there was nothing else to comment on. No clothes on the floor. Nothing. She wouldn’t be able to show him her place for a month if this was how he kept his.
Josh took her mouth again, cutting off her view and scrambling her brain with his lips. He turned her around and backed her up until she hit the bed. All the while, he kissed her senseless.
Unable to resist, she reached between them and stroked his cock. Even through his pants she knew he was huge. Instead of feeling nervous, she couldn’t wait for him to fill her.
She’d had a few men in her life, and even a few wolves. But none who made her feel like this, fully clothed.
He swatted her hand away and pressed his groin into her stomach to keep her from touching him again. “You can’t do that, or I’ll come in my pants.” He went to work on the buttons of her blouse, his knuckles brushing against her nipples as he made his way down.
“But it doesn’t matter if I come before my skirt’s off?” Her voice grew weak as he undid her shirt. In a moment he was going to see her skin.
“I intend for you to come several times. I don’t get the luxury of quite as many shots as you in such a short time.” He kissed her lips and resumed his slow torturous work. Finally, the last button gave way and he brushed the blouse off her shoulders, letting it fall to the bed behind her.
She gathered her last wit. “I hate to bust your bubble, Josh, but I’ve never come twice.”
A slow smile grew and grew as he stared at her. “Oh, how I love a challenge.” He unzipped her skirt with deft hands as though he’d put it on her himself this morning and knew how to remove it. A quick tug had it fluttering to the floor, and he lifted her onto the bed.
He stared at her as she inched backward, his gaze penetrating deep into her soul. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “How’d I get so lucky?”
“I’m underdressed. Take some clothes off.” She was so not used to this turn of events. No man had ever quite had the upper hand with her.
When he whipped his polo shirt over his head, she sucked in a breath. Perfection. Pure male perfection. His wide chest was toned and smooth. She licked her lips.
Josh climbed onto the bed and crawled toward her. “Spread your legs, baby.” He nudged her ankle with one hand and moved into the space created by the V of her thighs.
She couldn’t breathe under his scrutiny. Her chest heaved. Her nipples stiffened further, rasping against her bra.
When he inhaled and let his head fall back, she imagined him in his wolf form. He would be a gorgeous wolf and she longed to see him that way. Later.
He knelt between her legs and trailed one finger down her body from her neck, between her breasts, through her belly button, until he reached her panties. “Sexy,” he growled. His gravelly voice filled the room. His finger continued to trace the edge of the lace and then swirled around her stomach until trailing back up to her breasts. Were they larger than this morning? All this teasing made them swell and ache with need.
Josh skirted the lace of her bra, dipping his pointer under the fabric, but not far enough to reach her nipples. Back and forth he continued the torture until she grasped the sheet on both sides of her and moaned. Even without direct contact to any of her erogenous zones, he was controlling her and had her on the edge of the most violent orgasm she’d ever had.
The man had not even exposed her to his view.
Josh leaned over her body and grabbed a pillow to stuff under her head. “Comfortable?”
“No. I won’t relax until you take off your pants and claim me.” She was willing to start begging soon.
He smirked. “Feisty, aren’t you?” Ignoring her demand, he resumed a leisurely exploration of her skin. A shiver shook her body and made her flinch and reach for him. “Please… Stop teasing.” She grabbed his hand in front of her and tugged to no avail.
He set her hands at her sides. “No amount of pleading on your part is going to make me rush this mating, Samantha. I want to freeze time in my head and frame this image of you sprawled out on my bed in this sexy, soft-pink, matching bra-and-panty set. I can almost see your nipples through the thin lace.” He flicked his thumbs over both at once, making her arch into his touch. He sat back as she fell against the mattress. “And your pussy is filling my house with the sweet scent that is all Samantha Albertson. I love having you for the first time like this in my bed.”
As if he hadn’t tormented her enough, he flicked a finger over her clit. She bucked. She was never going to live this down—the way he made her play for him like a well-tuned instrument.
“Please… Josh.” Her head rolled to one side. She needed a breath that wasn’t filled with him.
“And your voi
ce is a musical tone I love having in my bedroom. Every time you speak, moan, beg… I lose a little piece of my soul to you.” He pressed her thighs apart, and she grabbed the sheet tighter on both sides.
With the pointers of both hands, he traced the lower edge of her panties from her thighs through her crotch, repeating the trail and warming her skin with his touch until her muscles quivered in her legs. She lifted her ass off the bed.
“Stay flat, Samantha. Let me love you.” Her name on his lips sounded so sweet. Twice he’d said it now. She loved how it rolled off his tongue. No one called her by her full name, but she liked it coming from him.
Those damn fingers reached beneath the elastic of her panties, lifting the material away from her pussy but not touching her skin.
She moaned and bit into her lower lip to keep from coming. Could she really be aroused enough to come without direct contact?
His actions were so fucking sexy and every glance at his face melted her a little more. He would be a devoted lover. Never taking her for granted.
When he released her panties, she sighed. No arguing was going to speed this up. She might as well enjoy the ride. Clenching her stomach muscles, she breathed through gritted teeth.
Without warning, while she was still concentrating on the burn of her swollen clit, Josh unhooked the front clasp of her bra. The material fell to each side, allowing her swollen breasts to pop free. For as small a person as she was, she hadn’t been cheated in the boob department. She knew from past experience men liked her chest.
Instead of speaking, Josh groaned and took both globes in his palms from beneath, seeming to weigh them and avoiding the nipples. He molded them to his hands until they ruled her body, responding to his every touch by swelling.
She silently pleaded for him to flick his thumbs over the tips. Instead, he released her and shocked her by pinching both nipples between his thumbs and index fingers.
“Oh, God…” She writhed beneath him, her body squirming for more contact. Before he released his grip, he squeezed harder for a fraction of a second, the sharp sensation sending all her blood to her pussy.
He took pity on her, lifting himself from between her legs and tugging her panties down her body. After tossing them aside, he resumed his place.
She’d felt so exposed before. Now she felt downright lewd. No secrets were left to the imagination.
“So wet…” He stroked a finger through her pussy, though she knew the moisture had long ago lubricated the entire area.
“So pink…” He pressed his thumb inside her a few inches.
“So tight…” If he didn’t stop the commentary, she would lose her mind.
A tingling sensation began in her core and spread to her sex. Jesus. She was going to come. She stiffened her body. Don’t come. Don’t come. Not yet. It embarrassed her to get off so easily and she wanted his cock inside her before she wasted the orgasm and grew lax.
Josh had other ideas. He leaned down between her legs and brought his face to her center. He blew a quick succession of breaths against her pussy. “I love this little triangle. Pretty.” He traced the outline of the strip of hair she kept trimmed. The rest was shaved smooth. She liked the feeling. Even when she wasn’t dating anyone, she always kept herself groomed. Thank God.
She squeezed her eyes closed and gritted her teeth again, which might have been a bad idea in retrospect because she didn’t see how close his face had gotten to her until his tongue flicked over her clit.
Josh gripped her thighs at the same time, immobilizing her to his mercy, and probably saving himself from getting punched in the face by her pubic bone. Not a bad idea, since she would have undoubtedly bucked into his chin, given the opportunity.
“Come for me, Samantha…” His command, combined with the repeat action of his talented tongue, sent her over the edge. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed at nothing. Josh sucked her clit into his mouth as she spasmed, and he didn’t release her until she finally began to come down from the high.
“Ahhrrr,” she growled. “Why’d you do that?” Her breathing was harsh as though she’d been running.
He chuckled. “It was the goal, after all.” He licked a circle around her sensitive clit, down around her pussy, and then swiped his tongue through her slit. “Mmm. Sweet and spicy. I love how you taste. I’m going to do it again, too. I want to watch your face this time.”
Samantha shook her head. She couldn’t. Didn’t he understand? Not many women could orgasm twice. Surely he wasn’t cocky enough to think he could be the one.
“What? You didn’t like it?” He raised an eyebrow.
A slow smile split her face; she could feel it as it spread. Her chest still heaved for breath. And her voice came out raspy. “Please take your pants off. I need you inside me.”
She wasn’t about to converse with him right now about the way a female body worked. He’d find out soon enough what her orgasm limitations were.
Nevertheless, she was still extremely horny and her body wouldn’t tolerate another minute without having him inside her. Her pussy actually burned for more. She needed to be filled with him. Now. The mating instinct was powerful and all-consuming. Unlike anything she’d ever experienced in her life.
Normally, after an intense orgasm she’d have been done. Not today. Not this time.
Josh scooted back and stood next to the bed. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants before pushing them and his underwear to the floor.
The cock that sprang forth made her eyes bulge. He was huge.
Samantha hadn’t had sex for a long time. That erection was going to fill her more than anything ever had…either battery operated or attached to a living specimen.
Instinctively, she pulled her knees together and pushed farther up the bed as Josh climbed back onto the mattress.
He gazed into her eyes with an intensity that made her squirm. “You’re even sexier when you blush.” He quirked one side of his mouth up. Without releasing eye contact, he pressed her legs apart and settled between them. “Here.” He trailed a finger across her cheek. “And here.” The digit moved down her neck. “And here.” It danced across her chest. All spots she knew were reddened. His gaze alone could do that to her.
When he leaned down and flicked his tongue over one nipple, she flinched, a renewed sense of urgency filling her and tightening muscles in her belly she hadn’t known existed.
He licked a trail up her chest and took her mouth in an intense kiss, making her toes grip the bed.
Samantha wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer. Well, she tried. He was stronger and resisted flattening himself over her like she wanted. She craved the pressure of his torso over hers. He didn’t comply, but deepened the kiss, moaning into her mouth as his tongue tangled with hers.
When he finally released her lips and pulled back scant inches, his eyes were glazed. “You taste heavenly. I’ll never tire of kissing you.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat and licked her swollen lips. “Good, but right now, I had a little more than that in mind.” When was he going to claim her? Any moment she would commence begging.
She didn’t have to. Josh reached with one hand and rubbed his cock through her wet folds. A moan she’d never heard escaped her lips, and she dug into his back with her fingers while she bucked her hips toward him.
“Patience, Samantha,” he murmured. “I want to remember this moment.” He glanced between their bodies and the space separating them.
Finally, he settled over her, the breath whooshing from her body, their skin making contact in as many places as possible, her breasts flattening against his chest.
He leaned on his elbows, framing her face, staring into her eyes while he pressed his cock into her.
Samantha gasped at the tight entrance and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Look at me, baby,” he murmured. “Keep your eyes on mine while I claim you. I want to watch you.”
She gripped him tighter arou
nd the middle. His words melted her soul. She blinked her eyes open.
She didn’t move her gaze from his as he filled her, tight, slow, steady, powerful.
The pressure was almost more than she could handle, but also…perfect. He fit her in a way no one ever had before. As she looked into his eyes, his cock deep inside her, she felt a deep connection far beyond the physical.
His teeth were gritted when he inhaled deeply. She hadn’t realized until then they were both holding their breath.
“You’re mine.” His voice was strong. Definitive.
He was right, but she needed him to know one thing. “And you’re mine.”
A smile spread across his lips, and then he pulled out, a gradual removal that left her empty and pulsing with need. If her pussy could have, it would have grabbed at his cock and not allowed him to remove his length.
When he pressed back into her, he gripped her face with both hands, his thumbs on her jaw. “God, you’re sexy.” He moaned then, losing control. His eyes rolled back. She was glad. He’d seemed too…restrained. When he broke, he did it with complete abandon. A shudder went through his body and vibrated her own.
“Please…” She needed him to move. Faster.
He stared back at her, seeming confused for a brief second. Was he as lost in the feel of her around him as she was at having him inside her?
And then he moved so fast, she barely knew what happened. One second he was hovering over her and the next he extricated himself from her and flipped her over onto her belly, pulling her hips up and leaving her on her elbows with her ass in the air.
Her pussy dripped with moisture, the warmth of her own wetness seeping from inside her, reminding her of her desperation.
“I need to take you this way, baby. It’s like my body knows what it wants even more than my mind does.”
She understood, as ridiculous as that sounded. The longing to have him take her from behind was as intense in her own mind as his. It felt…right.
Instead of parting her thighs and situating between her legs as she expected, Josh straddled her legs, his cock easing between the small space of her butt cheeks.
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