Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
My eyes travel along her now-flushed skin. Her nipples are hard, and the sight of her breasts makes me lick my lips. I can only imagine the sweet sounds she’d give me as I suck and nip her hardened peaks. Precum leaks from my dick, begging to be inside her. Her eyes are still closed and I doubt she’s aware of how she’s rocking herself against my leg. I lean down, ignoring my own needs by giving her clit more pressure that she’ll need to get off. I gently place my hands on her sides and massage up toward her breasts. As I reach the first, I keep my eyes on her face, watching for her reaction. Her breath comes in fast pants and her head rocks side to side, but she makes no signs that she even notices when I begin to knead her breast.
I take her breast in my hand, it’s the perfect fit, and squeeze gently. I allow it to slip out of my hand and gently tweak her nipple. I squeeze a little tighter, watching her expression. Her lips part in ecstasy and her back bows as I slowly pull on her. She gives me every sign I need to continue, but I want to remind her of her safe word. I need to know that she’s with me on this.
“Treasure?” I ask.
“Mmm.” Her own hands go to her breasts, and she begins kneading them and twisting her nipples. Perhaps she is still very much in the throes of her heat. I place my fingers over hers and squeeze them tight, pulling her nipples a little more than she was. A whimper of pleasure leaves her lips as her hardened peak slips from our grasp.
“What word do you need to say to make this stop?”
Her hands gently rub along her breasts and she keeps rocking into me as she whispers, “Red.” I smile, although she can’t see my reaction with her eyes closed.
“Good girl; and do you want me to kiss your breasts with fire?” I know she’s close to her release. I can see her desperation. This would do it. This would give her exactly what she needs.
“Yes”—her back bows as she finishes—“please, Sir.” I nearly reach my own orgasm just hearing her soft plea.
I lean down and take a nipple in my mouth to suckle and bite gently, pulling up and releasing her tender skin. I’m all too aware of how careful I must be on such sensitive flesh. I lick below, beneath the swell of her breast and travel upward, swirling my tongue and wetting the skin, before lighting it aflame. I lick behind the fire as it gently dies on her skin. She arches her back and cries out as waves of pleasure numb her skin. Her body trembles beneath me. My dick leaks more precum, begging to be inside her heat, but I ignore my own needs.
I pull the covers back and lay next to her as she comes down from her orgasm. I carefully cover her body with the blanket and pull her back to my chest to kiss her hair and tell her what a good girl she is.
My hard-as-fuck cock won’t fucking die. With my hips angled back, I attempt to keep my condition from being noticed. I could go into the other room and take care of it myself, but I’d rather wait. A smile pulls at my lips as I kiss her hair again. The next time, I’ll find my release with her. I’ll feel her come on my cock. My dragon stirs inside of me as I inhale the scent in the air, and I’m met with a bit of disappointment. There’s only a faint smell of her lingering heat. My chest seems to be crushed by an unseen weight. I truly desire this woman. I want her to be my mate. I need to remind myself that our time may be limited.
Her chest rises and falls heavily and chaotically as she comes down from her release. I can tell the very moment the endorphins leave her and she comes to her wits. Her body stiffens in my embrace and her breathing seems to halt. I keep my hold on her and roll onto my back. My dick aches and begs me for its release as it sticks straight up in the air. Fuck, even the feeling of the comforter could get me off. I close my eyes and push it down, and then pull and turn my sweet submissive so that she’s laying against my chest. Her eyes dart to mine and then down to the obvious bulge beneath the comforter.
I wrap a strong arm around her and pull her small body closer to mine. She resists a little but comes to me. I don’t like that she resisted so I feel the need to ask again, “What color to stop it, my treasure?”