Chapter 4
His wicked smile was even wider now. He knew how sexy and dominant he was, and he reveled in it.
“Do I need to be scared? I mean, obviously, you could break me in half…”
“I could!” he interrupted, grinning wide and giving me a clear view of his prominent canines. “But I have more interesting things in mind for you tonight. Like tasting you.”
His words made me press my thighs together to control the throbbing between them, which only intensified as he walked toward me with a predatory gaze.
The massive man knelt in front of me, placing his large hands on my knees and spreading my legs without warning. I gasped at his roughness, but instead of intimidating me, it only made my panties wetter.
He made quick work of removing my sandals before sliding his warm, calloused hands up my bare thighs to the button of my shorts. I tilted my hips toward him, letting him unbutton and pull them off.
“Red really does suit you,” he declared, seeing the blood-red lace panties hugging my curves.
I smiled, but before I could say anything, his beard brushed between my legs, grazing my skin and making me even more eager for what was to come.
“Parker…” I moaned his name as he buried his nose in my core, inhaling my scent deeply and driving me wild with desire.
“Take off that top. I want to see all of you!” His voice sounded like a growl, and I didn’t wait a second longer to pull off the tank top, leaving me in just my bra and panties. “A goddess of lust herself.”
His hands grabbed my panties, and he tore the lace as if it were paper. My surprise turned into a moan as he buried his face between my legs and licked me from bottom to top.
I fell back on the bed, letting him grab my legs and throw them over his shoulders, invading me with that delicious tongue. Parker spread my arousal everywhere, making me wetter and driving me out of my mind.
Gripping his wild mane, the only thing I could see from my position. My hips involuntarily lifted, meeting his mouth, craving more.
His soft murmurs mixed with my moans, growing fainter as the pulse of my blood roared in my ears, scrambling my senses.
Was oral sex supposed to feel this good? I screamed, trying to sink my hips into the bed to escape his punishing mouth, which sucked and licked me like I was his favorite meal. But he held me in place with one hand while the other began to touch me.
My mind spun with pleasure as I felt his thick finger at my entrance. I forced myself to lift my head to look at him. His finger slid between my folds, entering my soaked channel, and we both moaned together. His eyes met mine, darker now, intense and sensual. How was that possible?
He withdrew his finger and returned slowly, torturously, never breaking eye contact as I moaned, lost in the sensations he was awakening in my body.
When his mouth returned to my core, I threw myself back on the bed, letting him fuck me with his finger, stretching me more and more while his tongue made me even wetter.
The sensation spread through my body, and I knew I was about to come like never before. I might be a virgin, but I’d touched myself, and nothing compared to having this man between my legs, determined to make me scream his name. And that’s exactly what I did.
“Parker!” I screamed, gripping the sheets tightly, my body tensing as if it might break.
“Come for me, Bri!” His growl pushed me over the edge, a million starry lights bursting behind my eyelids as my eyes rolled back.
I vaguely registered moaning too loudly, but I didn’t care. All I felt was the sensation, a thousand times more intense, as he took everything from me, touching me until I was trembling in his mouth.