Torch (Great Wolves MC) - Jayne Blue Page 0,30

off mid-sentence.

She clamped her jaw shut. She took a breath as if she were about to say something else, but stopped.

“No more questions,” I said.

I reached for her. The sash of her robe hung between her legs. I tugged on it. Sydney gave a little gasp, but she didn’t stop me.

Her robe fell open.

God. Little freckles everywhere. She was completely naked underneath. Not even a pair of panties.

The monster came out just a little bit more. Sidney’s tongue darted out, and she licked her bottom lip.

I rose slowly, towering over her. Sydney’s eyes went up and up. I slid my fingers through her damp hair, fanning it out.

Then, I slid the robe off her shoulders. It pooled around her.

She parted her lips slightly; her body relaxed into a lust-filled sigh. Oh yeah. I liked her like this. Dreamed of it. Sydney, naked before me.

I guided her down until she lay flat on her back. I pushed her knees apart. I wanted to drink her in. She arched her back, unafraid. All shyness washed away.

She was sexy as hell. Perfect, full tits with wine-colored nipples. Fine, blonde hair covered her whole body except between her legs. There, a thin strip told me what I’d guessed when I first saw her. She was a natural redhead.

I was rock hard, practically bulging through my jeans. I wanted to wait a minute though. I wanted her lying naked before me.

Mine. Dammit. She was mine.

“Torch,” she whispered.

I leaned down and pressed her knees flat. I took the sash from her robe and wound it between my hands.

“Oh!” she gasped. She arched her back and thrust her hips as I took the sash and tied her wrists together. I pulled her arms over her head then wound the other end of the sash, lashing it to the leg of the coffee table.

She let out little gasps then closed her eyes.

“No,” he said. “I want you to look at me. I want your eyes.”

She nodded dutifully. I ran a finger over her bottom lip. She craned her neck back, parting her lips. Then her own instincts took over, and she sucked on my finger. I slid my other hand down and cupped one of her breasts.

Sydney could barely control herself. She bucked upward, searching for the thing she needed to fill her.

“Shh,” I said. “Be still.”

“I can’t,” she cried out. “Torch. I can’t. I need …”

“You’ll get what you need,” I said. “If you behave.”

Her eyes flashed with the darkest lust. I’d awakened something wicked and primal within her. I knew it. God. From the second I saw her. I’d always known it was there, just waiting for me. She was so pure. So good. So perfect. My touch would spoil her. God help me, I wanted to.

I slid my finger down between her lips, over the flat plane of her stomach. Her legs fell open as wide as they could go. I wanted to tie her ankles to the table as well, but not yet. I needed to be sure she was ready for it. I’d take it slow, but not gentle.

I slipped my finger down and down until I found her sweet, slick folds.

“Oh!” she cried out.

She was wet. No, she was soaked. I slipped a finger inside of her. Then a second. Then a third.

“Mmmm.” Sydney closed her eyes again and started to fuck me. I smoothed her hair back with my free hand and whispered near her ear.

“Your eyes,” I said. She opened them.

“Kiss me,” she asked. It was in me to spank her for that. Just a light tap to remind her that I was in control. But she caught on in an instant.

“Please,” she said. Better. I wanted her begging.

I kissed her. She tasted so sweet. Spun sugar. Honey. She tried to devour me. I pressed my thumb against her clit. The bud grew hard under my touch. She was so close. Drenched. Wanting.

I worked her harder with my hand, slipping a fourth finger in. She was tight but so wet. So ready. Dammit. She was a virgin. I knew it in my bones. Untouched. Chaste. I should leave her like that. Her first time shouldn’t be with someone like me. She deserved it nice. Sweet.

Desire swirled in me. My darkest urges took over. Fuck nice. Fuck sweet. She’d get it how I needed to give it to her. She grew even more wet under my hand, and I knew it was how she needed it too. My God.

I moved away