Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,205

of paint hit us like spinning rain, I couldn't care less as my body was on autopilot. He clearly didn't care about the onslaught of paint hitting us because his mouth descended upon mine and swallowed every moan and gasp that left my throat.

All these swirling emotions from the inside and the pleasurable touch of his hands moving across my glazed body only heightened things further as the pellets of paint covered us from head to toe, but it didn't matter.

In this glass box, drenched in paint, we were the same. We were ready to unravel each other in this unknown process of healing. We were going to allow one another to be loved in this very moment, and nothing would extinguish this flame of overflowing desire.

We kissed hard, our breaths uncontrollable pants, and before long, Neo was laying me on the floor and stripping right out of his drenched pants and boxers. He tossed them away so quickly, they surely flew across the room in a blink, but it didn't matter because he was back, on his knees, and had his head between my legs before I could think straight.

He lapped up the layer of arousal already present before his tongue dived right in. I'd never thought about how long Neo's tongue was but fuck, with the deep lengths he was reaching, I was beginning to question if he had mutation powers, because he was hitting the perfect spot while devouring more of my wetness until I was whimpering.

"Neo!" I cried out when my release washed over me, but this was just the beginning because he figured out a way to clean his fingers while keeping me clearly occupied because they were now gliding into my quivering pussy and working their way to slowly building my arousal once more.

He was hitting the perfect place that stroked my g-spot, and my mind was blown away because this angle was something I'd never experienced before. He didn't need to move fast – no, he was purposely moving at a snail's pace - just to emphasize every single inch of movement that was sending me into pools of ecstasy before I could mentally grasp it.

My heavy panting was mixed with high-pitched moans as my body shook with every orgasm that rushed through me. I was beginning to struggle with damn words.

And I'd yet to enjoy his cock.

"Neo." I was literally begging him because I didn't think I'd survive another round of finger-and-tongue mayhem. From his chuckle that tickled my clit with his panting breath, he fucking knew it.

"I'll be nice today, Sweetness," he reasoned. Suddenly, there was the head of his cock as it began to glide up and down along my entrance, clearly gathering my wetness to coat his large rod. A slight peek with the lift of my head showed me a glimpse of his veiny thickness that was hard and totally ready for what was to come.

I couldn't help but lick my lips as if I were about to suck that bad boy like a frozen popsicle, but Neo purposely leaned in and kissed me long and hard. I could taste myself on his lips and in the hollows of his mouth, but it was the bubbling emotions thrumming within our bond that made this moment completely special.

This chance to be in the safety of this glass box and be lost in our love for one another.

"Ready for the finale, Sweetness?" he whispered.

"As long...as you tell me why we're covered in paint after," I pointed out. He actually chuckled at my demand before he leaned in close just to kiss me gently.

"You'll see the finished product in a few weeks," he admitted. The way I pouted only amused him further before he whispered against my lips, "Every shade was chosen to complement you, Willow. Every color projects the beauty you share with the world. It's a masterpiece I've been wanting to do with you since the moment I first laid my eyes upon you, but it's the trickiest one to do because it requires trust, patience, and love," he revealed. "I wasn't sure when I'd be ready to try it out, but tonight seemed like the best night and I promise you, when you see the results, I want you to see who you once were, a woman of radiant beauty, and whom you will be a few weeks from now. It's a long process and won't dry for weeks because of the layers of paint that need to