Seducing The Wolf - By Marisa Chenery Page 0,22

bunched at her waist.

With maddening slowness, he hooked two fingers inside the top of her panties and pulled them down her legs until she could step out of them. He tossed them aside before he placed his hands on her inner thighs and spread her legs further apart. The first flick of his tongue across her clit had Billie clutching at Royce's shoulders.

Billie forgot to breathe. Royce wasn't showing her any quarter as he licked and sucked at her clit. Already more than just aroused before he had even touched her, she could feel her climax rushing up to meet her with each swipe of his tongue. With a moan, Billie let her head fall forward. Royce growled deep in his throat. She felt the sound vibrating against her sensitive skin. No longer able to hold still, she arched her hips against his mouth. Spreading her even further, Royce stiffened his tongue as he alternated between jabbing it into her hot core and flicking it against her clit. With her hands fisted in the material of his shirt, Billie moaned as her released washed through her. Unable to remain upright, she sank onto her knees in front of Royce.

She still wanted more. She wanted to have her naked skin pressed against his. As she looked into his glowing eyes, Billie undid the concealed zipper and pulled the dress over her head. Tossing it aside, she reached for the buttons of Royce's dress shirt. In a matter of seconds, she had then all undone. Pushing the two halves of his shirt open, she leaned forward and ran her tongue across his chest. It was thickly padded with muscle. Her fingers trailed down his washboard abs until she reached the top of his pants. Her hand brushed up against the large bulge there as she made short work of pushing open the top button. Once she had the zipper down, she reached inside to wrap her hand around the hard length of Royce's cock. He moaned as she pumped her hand up and down his shaft.

Royce only allowed her to pleasure him in that way for a few moments more before he pulled her hand away. "Enough. I need to be inside you," he said in a gruff voice.

He shrugged out of his shirt and pulled her up against his chest. Billie gasped at the feel of his skin next to hers. Lifting her arms, she threaded her fingers through his hair and kissed him as he picked her up. He crossed over to the bed and gently placed her in the center of it. Without breaking contact with her mouth, Royce quickly shed his pants.

Now as naked as she, he came down on top of her. Billie felt the head of his cock against her slick opening. Arching her hips, she rubbed her pussy against it, wetting it with her juices. When he made no move to enter her, Billie pushed down on him, taking the very tip of his cock inside her body. Fully aroused once more, she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and bit down.

Biting him seemed to open a flood gate. With a growl, Royce placed both hands on her hips as he rammed into her, sheathing himself to the hilt. Billie whimpered. She gloried in the feel of his thick cock buried deep inside her, filling her to capacity. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she arched her hips against his as she squeezed her inner muscles around his hard shaft. As he started to move inside her, Billie felt a part of her reaching out to Royce. As if her very soul touched his.

Royce kept his hold on her as he slowly pumped his hips between her legs. The long slow strokes were pushing her ever nearer to another climax. She was so close, but Royce continued his maddening pace, keeping her on the very edge of her release.

Swirling his tongue along the shell of her ear, Royce whispered, "I want you to bite me, Billie. I want you to put your mark on me."

At first she was unsure what he wanted her to do. When she hesitated, Royce wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and lifted her until her mouth was pressed to the side of his throat where his neck and shoulder met. His body grew stiff and his hips jerked as she opened her mouth and lightly grazed her teeth along his skin before she gently nipped his