Samantha’s Pov
“Tell me, little wolf. Do you think you can suck my cock?”
I didn’t know what to do and nodded at him. Nodding is exactly what to do in this situation, right? He smiled as his eyes gazed down at my breasts. My nipples tightened through the silk dress I wore.
“Now, now. You don’t have to be so eager for it. Patience is all you need.”
He inhaled my scent, and it felt exhilarating. My middle trembled and I whimpered, silently begging him to take me right here. I pressed my palms on his chest, which pressed against my hard nipples. I pushed him slightly back, and he gave me space to trail my hands down his body and to his pants. I pulled at his dress shirt and slipped my hands underneath his torso. His muscles flexed beneath my palms, and I pressed my legs together.
“I need you,” I whispered, and he groaned painfully as he picked me up, bridal style, and climbed the stairs. His lips landed on mine as we kissed, him carrying me upstairs. My body tingled, and I couldn’t hide
