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But it wasn’t enough.
I wanted to taste her. “Trust
me,” I murmured in her ear.
Her messy bun shook as she nodded her head in agreement and
permission. Gently, I pushed her back to
that she was laying on the counter, her legs hanging over the side. I stood between them and grabbed the syrup with a grin, laying a thin
trail of it down her chest, across her breasts, zig zagging across her stomach,
and ending right above her pubic bone.
The delightful little excuse for underwear she was donning taunted me
shamelessly.
I looked down at my imprint, sprawled out on my white
kitchen counter, her hair mussed, cheeks pink and her pale body covered in whip
cream and chocolate sauce. Her pale pink
underwear were a stark contrast with the
dark chocolate that decorated her skin, and it made me shiver with excitement. I would have to be careful to lock this
memory away like a steel trap so that no one but me would ever witness it.
It wouldn’t be easy.
Regan looked up at me, her chest rising and falling in
anticipation for what I was going to do.
Leaning over, I kissed her mouth sweetly before attacking her neck. My hands ran down her sides as she began to
writhe in pleasure against me. I sucked,
kissed, bit, and tasted all the way down her body, taking time to tease
her. I took one of her turgid peaks in
my mouth, reveling in the taste of her own flavor mixed with the chocolate
sauce and whipped cream. Then she moaned
my name.
“Ohh…Seth,” she groaned.
I looked over at her side to watch her fist clench itself on the
countertop next to her. I smiled
wickedly against her skin.
I dragged my tongue down her stomach in a tantalizingly slow
manner, wanting to tease her. She
continued to clench and unclench her hands as I moved my mouth down her
stomach. I squeezed her hips, my
sensitive fingertips able to feel the goose bumps as they rose up on her
skin. Glancing up, I watched her biet
her lip in order to bite back a high pitched whimper.
Yes…the wolf
inside me growled. Please her…
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