With each flick of his tongue, my body reacted. One second I’m pleading with him to stop and in the next, I’m pulling his head closer and begging for him to give me what only he can. Shane ignored my requests and I released him as he sat up. I stared up at him, waiting patiently for what would come next.Dark eyes stared down at me, his mouth was wet with the evidence of my release. His tongue darted out and licked my come from his lips. A bulge pressed against his pants and my mouth dried as the memories of when I had him in my mouth flashed through my mind. Butterflies crashed against my belly and slick slid down my thigh.I clenched my thighs together and his eyes noted the movement. He didn’t smile as he leaned back. He held my gaze as he pulled down his pants. My breathing quickened as his hard cock fell out. My eyebrows jumped into my hairline. I remember it being big, but I don’t remember it being this big. Veins snake up the length of his member and stop just below an angry ti

Shane’s tongue slid along the sensitive flesh of my neck and my body shivered. My chest rose and fell with each breath I took. Shane and I remained connected, his hardness still reached deep within me, and I moaned as evidence of our love making dripped from me and down his length. My head rolled until my forehead rested on him. My breasts squished against his as I came down from the high of the multiple orgasms Shane took from me. A mental wall fell and with the elasticity of a rubber band, I wheezed as a foreign invasion of emotions snapped into place inside of me.My body went slack as something uncurled inside of me and a pain I’ve never felt before threatened to damn my soul. Strong arms wrapped around me and held me tenderly as if I were fragile. I was enveloped in his scent, our scent as it melded together and became something… more. I couldn’t even put the name to all of the feelings, if that’s what they would be called, as they flitted into my mind and tainted my soul. Some w

We shared the same breath as we looked into each others eyes. He looked nothing like the boy who tormented me, he looked like a tortured soul and my I wanted to soothe him. I wanted to do something to erase that look from his face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down. The space between us stretched and I wanted to feel his warmth against mine. He resisted, but my protest died on my lips when his hands roamed up my body beneath my shirt, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. I arched into him, but his hands disappeared as he yanked my shirt off. Before I knew it I lay naked beneath him.My breath caught as he leaned over me again. He lowered himself until his body collided with mine and everything felt like how it was supposed to be. His shorts was the only thing between us, but I could feel the weight of his hard length. I gulped as I thought about what we did earlier. His mouth devoured mine, his kisses were possessive and rushed like we were running out of ti

I had it bad and it was too late to do anything about it. I couldn’t keep the goofy smile from my face as I moved my hand and he released it. I brought it up to his hair and ran my fingers through the messy curls. He dropped his hand and I smiled as I continued touching him. His chest rumbled beneath me and his wet tongue slid across the curve of my breast. I dropped my hand and lifted off of him.“Definitely not,” I laughed.“I have no idea what you mean,” Shane said.“Oh, yes you do. Have you forgotten that last night was my first time? We did it again before bed too! My poor body needs time to heal. Look at me!” I said.“I am looking at you and you’ve never looked more beautiful than you do right now,” Shane murmured.His arms wrapped around me and goosebumps broke out as his hands slid down my back. He gave me an innocent look, his lips downturn as he tried not to smile as his hands gripped my naked ass cheeks. He knew exactly what he was doing, Goddess, he was good. I shook my he

After a hurried argument about how Shane couldn’t come on our road trip, I was already fully dressed in denim shorts, a long sleeved white v-neck and a hoodie to hide my neck and bruises. I was ready to meet Gabe five minutes ago, but I couldn’t get passed my massive mate. He wore dark gray sweatpants and a loose shirt that did very little to hide his muscles. He stood in front of me, blocking the door. Gabe would want the details, every last detail about what happened last night and how I ended up in Shane’s bed. I’d have to tell him about the mark too! We’d squeal and I’d probably get a few bruises from his accidental slapping of my arm while he bounced excitedly in his seat. At least that’s what was supposed to happen. How are we supposed to gossip and catch up if Shane rides along with us? I mean, I know Gabe probably wouldn’t care but I did not want to think about explaining what my first, second and third time having sex was like in front of my… mate. I also didn’t want to whine