Finding His Mate (Bare Bites #3) - Mila Crawford Page 0,11
me touching myself.
“Whose sweet little nipples are these?” He tweaked them just to the point of pain.
“Yours,” I gasped as he took my nipple in his mouth and tugged with his teeth. My back arched into him as he pushed my hand harder against myself.
A feral growl escaped his throat, and then he dropped to the floor on his knees and held my thighs open with his strong hands. “Whose gorgeous, glistening cunt is this?”
My body erupted into flames under his touch. “Y-Yours, Brett.”
“Beautiful,” he hissed before he attacked me with his mouth. I moaned loudly and ran my fingers through his hair. I pulled him tighter to me and he tugged gently on my clit with his teeth as I groaned in pleasure; the hot water cascading down my body, coupled with Brett’s mouth making love to me, was overwhelming.
Instantly, my body began to buck and tremble with my orgasm. My legs were weak and my fingers tightened and pulled his long, wet hair. Brett held me up with his firm hands to prevent me from crumpling onto the shower floor. He slid up my body, his thick cock pressed against my soft belly.
My brain buzzed with the post-orgasm high, but didn’t dampen my desire for him. He bounced me up on his hips and I wrapped my legs and arms around his body. His palms gripped my ass cheeks and he squeezed.
“Whose sexy ass is this?”
I couldn't reply, the erotic hum of him in my bloodstream left me dizzy and desperate for more of all of him. I dove into his neck and nibbled and licked along the wet flesh underneath his ear.
He caught my earlobe between his teeth and sucked. “Tell me who owns this ass, don't make me fuck it out of you.”
My eyes flicked down to his wide girth, pressed so intimately against my heated core. “Y-you want my ass?”
“I can't stop thinking of it, baby.” Brett held onto my bottom with both hands and pulled away just enough to angle his length into me. When he was sheathed inside my pussy, he thrust his hips into me, pinning me against the wall. Him filling me to my very core was some sort of sweet ecstasy, and there was nothing else I craved more than him. He grunted and thrust into my body as we slid and smacked together under the hot spray of the shower. I held one arm out, flat-palmed against one wall of the shower to help support me as I rode him. He held me firm in his hands and pounded over and over, frantically, as if he couldn’t get enough of me.
From this angle, he wasn’t hitting me deeply, but the closeness of our bodies was providing shallow stimulation that drove me wild. I knew I would come any second. And the idea of his cock filling my ass left me feeling breathless with both fear and fascination. I wanted all of what Brett had to give, that was true, and if he wanted my ass, my ass he would have.
My other hand tightened in the back of his hair and I groaned and panted in pleasure as he thumbed around the bud of my behind. His thrusting became deeper and more frenzied before his teeth sank into my neck and I came instantly at the pain and pleasure combination.
Brett gave one long, shuddering groan and came inside me as my body pulsed around him. His body heaved in exertion and I clung to him, afraid to trust my legs to hold me as his long, wet hair tickled my neck.
Our breathing slowed down and Brett lifted his head and kissed the crevice of my neck tenderly where he’d bitten me. “That will probably leave a mark.”
I touched my fingers to the tender skin. I pressed his lips to mine firmly, and then bit down on his bottom lip without apology.
He kissed me back and gave a deep chuckle when he pulled away. “You are insatiable, and I wouldn't have it any other way.” He set me down on the floor and smacked my ass playfully. “And mark my words, I will make that ass mine.” He kissed me on the nose, suddenly tender. “I just have a problem controlling myself around you.”
Brett took the shampoo bottle from the shelf and washed my hair and body, caressing me slowly and seductively. His big hands all over my wet body threw my system into overdrive, and after he was done I