When the glands beneath his tongue seemed to ease, Navarro tore his lips from hers, the need to feel her hot little mouth sucking his dick too strong to resist.
“Take off the robe, Mica. Don’t make me tear it off.”
He was tearing at his shirt, jerking buttons from their moorings, pulling it over his shoulders and dropping it to the floor before toeing off his low boots and removing his jeans.
His dick was so hard it was painful.
And Mica didn’t hesitate.
Her fingers stroked down his stomach as her lips and tongue began to move down the hairless flesh, stroking, tasting him, her sharp little teeth nipping as she moved inexorably closer to the straining length of his dick.
He watched. Sensual and as beautiful as anything that could have been created, past or present, she was the fantasy that he’d not known he had until she was sixteen.
Sixteen and so f**king beautiful, and a part of him had known. He’d looked at her and felt the animal stirring inside him for the first time in his life.
“Ah f**k!” His hands jerked from his side to bury themselves in the heavy length of her thick blond hair as her fingers wrapped around the base and her tongue licked over the engorged head of his cock.
The broad head pulsed, shards of pleasure raking through the heavy length as ecstasy ripped through his balls and a spurt of the heavy pr**cum spilled against her lips.
She was his mate.
She was—
His thighs tightened as her lips parted and she sucked the nerve-laden crest into her mouth, filling it, wrapping silken heat around the engorged crest and sending sensation exploding through his body.
Flames shot up his spine, filled his brain and burned through his senses. It was beyond pleasure. It was the most sensual, most sexual pleasure he could imagine at the moment.
It was all he could do to hold back another spurt of the pr**cum as his fingers tangled in her hair, loving the feel of it against his fingertips, like warm, living silk caressing his flesh.
Watching her, God, loving her as she loved him, and he’d never let himself admit. Couldn’t let himself admit it, until his primal genetics had taken the decision out of his hands. Until the knowledge that he could lose her, that she was in danger of slipping from his grasp and he would never touch her, never have her again.
He couldn’t allow that to happen.
“Enough.”
Pulling her to her feet, Navarro lifted her into his arms, carried her to the bed before following her down.
His lips moved over hers, his tongue sinking past her lips for a kiss that sent the flames ripping over him again.
He wanted more of her. His lips moved down her neck, licking and nipping, tasting her with each greedy lick, each desperate kiss, until he reached the soft, silken curls of her pu**y.
Parting the swollen, slick folds, his tongue licked through her slit. He flickered it over and around her engorged clit, tasting the heat and the need flaming through her.
Covering her clit with his lips, he gave it a deep kiss, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue stroking around it. The sweet, summer rain taste of her was an aphrodisiac to his senses.
Filling his senses with her, he pushed as far as he could. He tasted as much of her as possible before he was forced to draw back and rise between her soft, silken thighs.
He rose over her, his c**k pressing between the swollen folds of her pu**y.
Tight. Hot.
Inch by inch he pumped inside her slow and easy, each spurt of the pr**cum easing her, making her wilder, hotter. He could feel her pu**y tightening, clenching around his dick like a slick, hot little fist.
Each clench and flex around his iron-hard c**k was an exquisite agony, the ecstatic pleasure rushing through his senses like flames gone wild, making him crazed to f**k her with enough force to throw them both into a violent rush of release.
Her pu**y flexed around his cock, sucking him inside, as he began to move faster, to thrust harder. Inch by inch he stroked inside her, filling her, shafting inside the snug tissue of her pu**y with heavy thrusts as he felt the wild, uncontrollable rush of heat beginning to consume him. Like a drug overtaking him, stealing his control of himself, overwhelming his senses.
He was only dimly aware of his teeth locking in her shoulder, his hips moving with heavy, quickened strokes as the pr**cum jetted inside her, mixing with her juices, making her slicker, hotter, destroying them both until he felt her coming. Felt the deep, hard contractions of her pu**y milking his dick, stilling the pr**cum only to tear through his body with the hard, powerful spurts of come as he drove in deep and felt the rush of incredible, intoxicating rapture overtaking him.