more addictive than that. Once you make love with someone it’s impossible to let go. I’ll be honest with you, I’ve never made love to anyone before. Sex yes, but nothing more.”
Seeing the truth in his words she mirrored his gesture, running her hand down his face and admitting, “I never have either.”
“Well then, it’s a first for both of us. Thank you for waiting for me,” he said leaning down to kiss her deep. Jinger felt his hands trail over her body, skimming and teasing as she matched him touch for touch. Trying to explore every part of him, he smelled so good she wanted to soak him into her skin.
Jinger reached down to the waistband of his jeans and struggled with the button. Wyatt brushed her hand away and freed his cock. Pushing his pants down his hips he kicked them off. Jinger couldn’t see him, but she wrapped her hand around the length of his hardness. She felt long, hard flesh. Running her thumb over the tip of his velvety crown she heard him suck in his breath.
“Sweetness, I won’t last long if you keep doing that. I’m barely holding on as it is.”
Jinger decided to test the water and gave his cock a few strong pulls. She heard him growl. Actually she felt it more than heard it. The sound coming deep from within him and it made her look into his eyes. They were the same beautiful green, but the outside was tinged with yellow. She must be imaginings it since the yellow looked so much brighter than the green.
“Jinger…” he warned.
Releasing him, she hooked her leg up over his hip and felt the tip of him brush against her wetness. Wyatt looked down at her and let the tip of his cock brush between her lips, seeking entrance to her heat. He ran the crown of his dick up and down wetting it in her folds, teasing both of them.
“Jinger, say you’re mine, even if you aren’t sure. I just want to hear it,” he pleaded.
Jinger didn’t want to admit that she had already felt like she was his. She wanted to give him what he asked for, she wanted him to be happy.
“Yes, Wyatt, I’m yours.”
Wyatt gave a low growling moan and let his cock slide into her ready pussy. He seated himself deep and Jinger knew a fullness she’d never experienced. She never thought of herself as less than a complete person. But it wasn’t until that moment she knew what it felt like to be whole.
They wrapped around each other as Wyatt set the pace. Slow and sweet, savoring the hot tight clutch of her pussy. He kissed along her cheeks, her neck and back up. Stopping to suck in her earlobe and whisper, “Mine.”
Jinger responded by wrapping both of her legs around Wyatt’s waist and digging her heels into his muscled ass to gain leverage to meet his thrusts.
“Wyatt, more,” she begged.
“You never have to ask me twice, gingersnap,” he said grinding his hips into hers. He moved his hand down to rub his thumb over her swollen clit. Keeping his thumb a constant pressure under her nub as he continued driving deep into her.
“I wanna see you come again, baby. Come hard on my cock, squeeze me tight like you never want to let me go.”
Jinger wrapped her arms tighter around him and ground her hips up to his hand. The sweet pressure on her already sensitive clit was a sharp kind of pleasure. It hurt so good she pushed her hips faster. Wyatt matched her thrust for thrust. His breath was coming harder now, he kept whispering how beautiful she was in between kisses on her fevered flesh.
The edges of Jinger’s vision started to blur, but she didn’t want to close her eyes. She wanted to see him as he came. No one can hide in that moment, you’re laid bare in front of your partner. No masks and no lies.
Wyatt sensed her need and pulled back so they were staring into each other’s eyes. Wyatt could feel his eyes glowing, but there was nothing he could do about it. His bear was close to the surface, reveling in joining with his mate. He wanted Wyatt to bite her, taste her blood. Wyatt knew that
Seeing the truth in his words she mirrored his gesture, running her hand down his face and admitting, “I never have either.”
“Well then, it’s a first for both of us. Thank you for waiting for me,” he said leaning down to kiss her deep. Jinger felt his hands trail over her body, skimming and teasing as she matched him touch for touch. Trying to explore every part of him, he smelled so good she wanted to soak him into her skin.
Jinger reached down to the waistband of his jeans and struggled with the button. Wyatt brushed her hand away and freed his cock. Pushing his pants down his hips he kicked them off. Jinger couldn’t see him, but she wrapped her hand around the length of his hardness. She felt long, hard flesh. Running her thumb over the tip of his velvety crown she heard him suck in his breath.
“Sweetness, I won’t last long if you keep doing that. I’m barely holding on as it is.”
Jinger decided to test the water and gave his cock a few strong pulls. She heard him growl. Actually she felt it more than heard it. The sound coming deep from within him and it made her look into his eyes. They were the same beautiful green, but the outside was tinged with yellow. She must be imaginings it since the yellow looked so much brighter than the green.
“Jinger…” he warned.
Releasing him, she hooked her leg up over his hip and felt the tip of him brush against her wetness. Wyatt looked down at her and let the tip of his cock brush between her lips, seeking entrance to her heat. He ran the crown of his dick up and down wetting it in her folds, teasing both of them.
“Jinger, say you’re mine, even if you aren’t sure. I just want to hear it,” he pleaded.
Jinger didn’t want to admit that she had already felt like she was his. She wanted to give him what he asked for, she wanted him to be happy.
“Yes, Wyatt, I’m yours.”
Wyatt gave a low growling moan and let his cock slide into her ready pussy. He seated himself deep and Jinger knew a fullness she’d never experienced. She never thought of herself as less than a complete person. But it wasn’t until that moment she knew what it felt like to be whole.
They wrapped around each other as Wyatt set the pace. Slow and sweet, savoring the hot tight clutch of her pussy. He kissed along her cheeks, her neck and back up. Stopping to suck in her earlobe and whisper, “Mine.”
Jinger responded by wrapping both of her legs around Wyatt’s waist and digging her heels into his muscled ass to gain leverage to meet his thrusts.
“Wyatt, more,” she begged.
“You never have to ask me twice, gingersnap,” he said grinding his hips into hers. He moved his hand down to rub his thumb over her swollen clit. Keeping his thumb a constant pressure under her nub as he continued driving deep into her.
“I wanna see you come again, baby. Come hard on my cock, squeeze me tight like you never want to let me go.”
Jinger wrapped her arms tighter around him and ground her hips up to his hand. The sweet pressure on her already sensitive clit was a sharp kind of pleasure. It hurt so good she pushed her hips faster. Wyatt matched her thrust for thrust. His breath was coming harder now, he kept whispering how beautiful she was in between kisses on her fevered flesh.
The edges of Jinger’s vision started to blur, but she didn’t want to close her eyes. She wanted to see him as he came. No one can hide in that moment, you’re laid bare in front of your partner. No masks and no lies.
Wyatt sensed her need and pulled back so they were staring into each other’s eyes. Wyatt could feel his eyes glowing, but there was nothing he could do about it. His bear was close to the surface, reveling in joining with his mate. He wanted Wyatt to bite her, taste her blood. Wyatt knew that
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