Once Bitten - C.M. Steele Page 0,5

I guess I still can’t get past the whole boat thing.”

“Who was he?” I growled, needing to destroy the bastard that stole her trust and broke it. “Who was the stupid fuck with the boat that hurt you?”

She stared at me like I was crazy. “I wasn’t hurt by anyone because that implies I actually cared, and I never did.”

“Then what’s your hang-up on it?”

“I went to school with a lot of kids whose dads were well versed in trying to get women on their boats for a good time, if you know what I mean.”

“Well, I’ve never had sex on a boat before, and I really don’t plan on it now. There’s not a single surface I’d want another man touching that had your pussy juices on it.”

“You sound jealous, Devin.”

“I am. You’re mine. You were from the second you scowled at me. I can’t wait to be between your legs tasting what’s mine.” She clenched her legs together, and my mind went straight to sliding my fingers under her dress and testing her soaking cunt.

“Damn you, Devin. I’m so wet. It’s all your fault. I need you to fuck me until we can’t move.”

“Don’t worry, baby,” I grunt.

We pulled up to my home, which is a decent size and far away from the city. I helped her out of the car, aching for excuses to touch her. “Your house is sweet.”

“I want something else sweet.” I crushed my mouth to hers, lifting her into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist so I could carry her up the stairs. Her dress rode up, revealing her ass and barely there panties. Holding her with one arm, I unlocked the door and let us inside. My lights came on like they always did, but I didn’t want to spend the evening giving her a tour of the place. I had to get inside her before she changed her mind and found some reason to pull away again.

She ground her body on mine, scraping her pussy over my thickness, causing me to take the damn steps two at a time as I led her to the bedroom. I almost shouldered the door open, but it was ajar from this morning, so I only had to nudge it with my foot.

Taking her down to the bed, I pumped my hips as I continued to kiss her. “Devin,” she panted out as she tugged her lips away, attempting to catch her breath as she stared up at me.

I attacked her neck, nipping on her heated skin, tasting the desire seeping out of her pores. She clung to me, thrusting her fingers into my hair, clawing and massaging my scalp. “Jamie. What do you need, my kitten?”

“I need to come, Devin. Give it to me. I’ve waited long enough.” I reached along her side and skimmed my hand over the zipper.

“I hate this fucking dress. I don’t want to see it on you again,” I grunted, grabbing the front of the too-damn-short material and tearing it off.

“Oh my God. You beast,” Jamie exclaimed while the burning fire in her eyes told me she loved the animal I let loose. The one that was only for her.

“Your beast,” I informed her and gave her another demonstration. My hands went to her strapless bra and yanked that fucker down, and then I sucked her hard, dark pink nipple into my mouth.

“Devin,” she cried out, running her hands over my back while I reached for the other hard peak, teasing and tasting her skin, biting gently to mark my woman, but I was far from done. Sliding down her body, I knelt down on the floor and hooked my fingers around the flimsy lace panties to remove them. I brought them to my nose, breathing her in before I stuffed them into my pocket for safekeeping.

I parted her thighs and lifted them onto my shoulders, positioning her core in my face. I didn’t just want to eat her up—I wanted to devour my feast, leaving her with a lasting memory until I returned to get another taste. “Your pussy belongs to me.” My tongue stroked her folds, coaxing her tangy sweet honey onto my lips. Groaning, I reached down and undid my belt while I sucked on her needy nub.

“Oh shit,” she purred, rolling her hips up and gripping the sheets and my head. I stared up at her, loving the way my fiery woman submitted to the pleasure I could give her.

“Kitten, you taste