Wade slipped down her body and kissed her bel y. Her body was so attuned to his touch; she came alive in an instant. As he made his way between her legs, she groaned. “What are you doing?”
“You got to taste me; now it’s my turn.”
He pushed her legs wide and stroked a finger over her labia.
Oh, hel , that felt good. “I-I thought we were going to make love.”
“Hush now. Let me play with this soft little pussy for a bit.” As he glided his tongue in between the swol en lips of her sex, Gracie gave in and let him have his way. When his mouth leisurely licked up and down between her swol en folds, Gracie lost al reason, bucking against his face.
“Oh, yes! Please, Wade,” she pleaded. He hummed against her wet clit, wrapped his arms around her hips, and clutched her bottom. She melted. She tried to wriggle free, aching to open her thighs for him, to give him better access, but he held firm.
“Be stil ,” he growled an instant before he sank his tongue deep, in and out, tongue-fucking her. He laved at her, as if starved for her flavor.
Tremors built inside her core when his talented mouth found her clitoris. He suckled the little bud, then took it between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. Lightning streaked through her bloodstream, and she came total y undone. Clutching the railing, Gracie held on tight as Wade stabbed her pussy with his tongue over and over. Her climax crashed over her, wave after wave, hitting her like a wild thunderstorm. She shouted his name and tightened her thighs around his head in a desperate bid to hold on to the sensations bombarding her body for as long as possible. Only after the last little spasm abated did Wade release her legs and lift his head.
“Your cunt is the juiciest fucking fruit. I want to eat you for hours, baby.” He placed a delicate kiss to her clit, then rose above her. With both of his muscular arms caging her in, Wade whispered, “Are you on the pil ?”
It took her a moment to process his words, her body stil humming with pleasure. When she felt she could speak clearly, she answered, “Yes.
And I’m clean. I just had a checkup last month.”
“Same here. I want to go bareback. Do you mind?”
She yearned to feel him without any barriers. Just Wade, sinking deep and sending them both to the moon, as he’d promised. “I want that, very much.”
“Good girl,” he growled. “Now, wrap those sexy legs around me.”
She obeyed, her arousal already at ful peak. Without another word, Wade placed his cock at her entrance. Slowly, as if afraid of hurting her, he slipped in a mere inch. It wasn’t enough, not nearly. She pushed her hips off the bed. The little move caused another inch to fil her. “More, now. Don’t tease me, Wade.”
“Goddamn,” he bit out between clenched teeth. Without warning he impaled her in one smooth movement. Gracie shouted Wade’s name as her inner muscles stretched to accommodate the width and length of his cock.
“Like a hot little fist wrapped tight around my cock,” he murmured against the shel of her ear. “So damn perfect.”
They fit together as if God had fashioned them that way. One for the other. The notion should have sent fear through her; she didn’t want to need anyone, much less a man. With Wade, everything changed. The instant he pushed inside her body, she knew nothing would ever be the same again.
Riding on a sea of emotion, Gracie let herself go. She began moving her hips in little circles, drawing out their pleasure—aware of each stroke of skin, each time her body clutched around him. Wade’s lips found their way over her cheeks, her eyelids, like a blind man committing each piece of her to memory by the simple touch of
his mouth. When one hand journeyed between their bodies and found the tiny nub of her desire, she moaned loud and long. As her need mounted, her movements became more frantic, driving him farther into her until there was no separating them. She forgot about her bruises, her stalker; al her troubles simply melted away. Nothing mattered except this moment with Wade.
“Look at me, beautiful.” As their gazes clashed, Wade took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched the bundle of nerves. She arched off the bed, coming apart, breaking into a thousand glorious shards. “Now, Gracie,” he ground out. He thrust deep, then pul ed al the way out and slammed into her once more. Hard, fast strokes that had them both sweating and moaning.
“Wade.” His name, nothing more. She wasn’t capable of more in that instant.
“Mine,” he said, his voice as dark and dangerous as the man himself. She could only hold on for the ride as Wade pushed her past pleasure, past contentment to a place she’d never known before. Raw, untamed, it was as if he were staking a claim.
Wrapping one arm beneath her bottom, Wade pul ed her in tighter, anchoring them together. In al his untamed and natural beauty, he slid his cock outward, then shoved bal s deep inside her pussy. “You burn me up, Gracie.”
Watching the dark fires in his eyes burn out of control sent her blood rushing through her veins. Gracie lifted her head and flicked his chest muscles with the tip of her tongue.
“Bite me. Show me some of that fire, pretty baby.”
Gracie licked one nipple, then swirled her tongue around it. She felt his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass, his heart hammering in his chest. She closed her eyes and let instinct take over. His scent was power itself. He pushed his chest against her face, and Gracie opened her mouth and bit down.
“Shit!”
His curse came a second before he began to pound into her pussy. Gracie bit him again, tasting the intoxicating flavor that was pure Wade.
Squeezing her thighs tore another string of curses from him. She suckled his nipple and felt a sense of feminine satisfaction when Wade growled, “God, baby, I’m going to lose it if you don’t stop.”