Hannah's Hero - Ruby Dixon Page 0,80

his virginity. “I don’t think that will happen,” I murmur, and rock against his length again. “Haven’t you seen how hot you make me? Do you need a reminder?”

“Yes,” he says, surprising me. “A reminder.”

And he flips me onto my back, spreads my legs, and pushes his hand between them.

I gasp in surprise, but that gasp quickly turns to a moan when he runs his fingers through my folds and finds my clit. He gives me the most hot-eyed look as he strokes me, intensity written all over his face as I squirm against his fingers and writhe because it feels so amazing. How am I ready to go all over again with just that quick touch?

“You are covered in nectar once more, my mate,” J’shel says, and oh dear lord, that is sexy. “I remember how good you tasted against my mouth. How sweet you were on my tongue. I want that again.”

Oh Jesus, more oral? I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it. My thighs clench at the thought and I cling to his neck. “Let’s have real sex this time instead? I’m aching for you to be inside me.”

He strokes my pussy with his fingers, watching my face as he does. “Do you ache for me, little flower?”

I arch against him, my mouth open in a silent cry. He continues to tease me, clearly fascinated with my responses, until I’m practically on the verge again. “J’shel,” I manage. “I want you inside me. Please. No more teasing.”

“Inside you? Like…this?” And he thrusts one big finger into my core.

Panting, I push down against his hand, adding friction. “I want you deep inside me,” I tell him like the shameless hussy I am. “I need more than just that.”

“More?” He rubs his nose against mine even as he adds a second finger and spears me deep. “More like that?”

I groan, because it’s so good and yet it’s still not enough. “I need that big fat cock of yours. I need you to fill me up.”

He presses his forehead against mine, eyes closing. “I like it when you say things like that,” he says. “Do it again. Tell me more about my cock.”

I grind down against those big thick fingers pumping into me, but my mind goes utterly blank. I can’t think of a single sexy thing to say to me. I’m too distracted, too needy. “L-like what? What do I say?”

This makes him chuckle. His mouth skims over mine even as he rubs his thumb over my clit, nearly sending me over the edge. “You tell me that I make you so wet that you drip. You say you want my mouth and my hungry tongue to lap up all your nectar.” He pushes into me again, and this time it feels bigger, as if he’s stretching me. Either he’s spreading his fingers or he’s added another, but it feels so good that I’m practically clenching around him with every thrust. “You tell me that you need my thick cock deep inside your hot cunt, stretching you because you are small and human and I have a big, Strong Arm cock.”

“Do you ever,” I breathe, entranced at his filthy words.

“Say it to me,” he demands, but then his fingers slide out of my pussy, leaving me aching and hollow, and I give a little moan of protest. That’s so unfair. I need more of him, not teasing. I’m so ready, so wet and needy.

But then he pushes my thighs apart, and I realize we’re going in a different direction. Finally. I moan, putting my legs around his hips as he settles his big body over mine.

“Say it, H’nah.”

“Big cock,” I pant, even as he eases his hips down and the big, hard length of him bumps against the entrance to my core. “So big. I need it so much.”

“How much?”

“I’m empty and aching for you,” I say, and I’m honest. I’ve never felt so hollow and needy. “I want you to fill me up. Make me whole.”

J’shel takes my mouth in another hard kiss, and then he surges over me. He thrusts into me, and I gasp at the initial shock of his big length pushing deep. He hisses, the breath escaping between his gritted teeth, and then slowly continues to push forward, and I realize there is a lot of him to take.

And I squirm, because I feel like I’m coming all over again. “Oh fuck.” I dig my nails into his shoulders, clinging to him