Primal Instincts_ Volume 2(25)
Author: Nicole Edwards

 

I’d never been one to buy into all that love at first sight bullshit, but I couldn’t deny that my attraction to her and my interest in her had been instantaneous. I had long ago accepted that I wasn’t a young buck anymore, so it wasn’t my inner turmoil that had me worried that I was falling in love with her so quickly. No, it was my fear she wouldn’t know what to do with that love that scared me.

 

The real problem was how much I wanted her. The sheer amount of willpower required to keep my hands off this woman was exhausting. And while I was pretending Creed didn’t exist and accepting my feelings for her, I wasn’t interested in rushing things. I was going for a slow burn, wanting to take my time getting to know her. I knew she was interested in Creed and Hawk—she’d admitted as much—but I honestly couldn’t give a shit less. The time I had with her was worth every fucking millisecond of torment that came with knowing my best friends were sharing her time and possibly her body. Still, it didn’t matter, considering how much I wanted her far outweighed the consequences.

 

Her knees gripped my hips, and I stilled. The action likely came off as prudish, but that certainly wasn’t the case. I didn’t want to hurt her, and if I took her the way I wanted, there was a definite risk of that happening. She was so fucking small, so damn delicate. For that reason alone, I rarely dated petite women. I didn’t want to break them.

 

“I won’t break,” Journey mumbled against my mouth. “I promise.”

 

I lifted my head to meet her eyes, wondering if I’d said it aloud. She was staring at me as though she was trying to read my mind, so I had to believe I hadn’t.

 

“You say that now,” I teased, needing to lighten the moment.

 

She sighed, her arms falling outward, landing on the pile of pillows fluffed up around her. The position gave me an unobstructed view, not to mention access, to her beautiful breasts. My mouth watered with the need to taste them.

 

I kept my eyes locked with hers as I leaned down and licked one nipple with the tip of my tongue.

 

She jerked and moaned, her back arching. “Oh, God!”

 

I swirled my tongue around the soft pink tip until it hardened from my ministrations, then blew across her skin, watching as the tip puckered even more.

 

Journey’s breaths became more labored. I kept going, tonguing one then the other, blowing across them. I teased lightly, watching her expression as I did. When she settled, I took one of the little points between my teeth and bit. Not hard, but not gently either.

 

“Oh, God, yes,” she cried, grabbing the back of my head.

 

“Like that?”

 

“Do it again,” she pleaded.

 

I did, alternating between both nipples, tugging them with my teeth, nipping at them. Her small, naked body moved beneath me, her hips rolling as she ground against my erection. It was a pleasure/pain combo that made me grit my teeth, the unbearable ache in my groin making it damn near impossible to focus. It would’ve been so damn easy to slide home, to feel the slick walls of her pussy flutter around me, but I wasn’t quite ready to give in. Mainly because I wasn’t ready for this to be over, and as primed as I was, there was no doubt I’d be breaking records if I didn’t refrain for a little while.

 

“Not yet, little one,” I told her as I rolled to my side and pressed my hand across her pelvic bone. My fingers spanned from one hipbone to the other, but I felt strength in the muscles as she lifted her hips.

 

I pressed down, pinning her ass to the bed and sliding my middle finger through her slit. She stilled instantly with a whimper and a softly spoken, “Touch me, Garrison. Please.”

 

Taking her nipple between my teeth, I circled her clit with my middle finger, then glided it lower and into her body. She was wet and hot and so fucking tight. Curling it back, I ground the heel of my palm against her clit while my finger disappeared inside her at the same time I bit her nipple.

 

She whimpered.

 

“Good?”

 

“So good.”

 

I did the same thing again. I focused my full attention on her, observing how her muscles tensed and released, her thighs squeezing my hand. When it looked like she might come, I pulled back just enough to keep that from happening.

 

“Garrison,” she groaned, her head thrown back. “Fuck me, please.”

 

“Demandin’ little thang, aren’t ya?”

 

I could hear the smile in her voice when she said, “You have no idea.”

 

Despite her plea, I didn’t relent, teasing her, biting her nipples, and fingering her pussy, loving how she was so verbal with her needs. I wasn’t sure she had a shy bone in her entire body, and that turned me on like nothing else.

 

I brought her right to the edge of release, then stopped abruptly, chuckling when she glared at me. Without wasting a second, I turned her on her side, facing away from me.

 

I swatted her ass when she tried to turn over. “Don’t move.”

 

Her breaths were rough and ragged, a symphony that spurred me as I hurried to sheath my cock with the condom. I rolled it on, then pulled her ass back to get the proper angle and pressed my hips forward, my cock nestling along the crack of her ass.

 

I lifted her right leg, propping it on my thigh. “Keep it up,” I demanded.

 

I could hear her panting, felt her body vibrating as I guided my cock into the slick, blistering-hot depths of her body. I pushed in deep and slow, letting her body acclimate. She was small, and I was not, so it took some finesse. When I bottomed out, I held still, my cock enveloped by her silky heat as I teased her clit. Her pussy milked me with every circle around the tiny nub.

 

“Garrison…”

 

I leaned in close to her ear. “Beg me. Beg for my cock.”

 

She did, pleading as she pressed her hips back. I began to move, maintaining the brutally slow pace on purpose. I liked seeing her struggle and hearing her beg for me to fuck her. It was a side of her I hadn’t seen yet, and I liked that she was comfortable enough with me to do so.

 

I inched closer so my chest was pressed to her upper back and slid her hair out of my way. I kissed her shoulder, her neck, then nuzzled my face into her warm, smooth skin.

 

“You sure you’re ready for me?”

 

“Yes … God, yes.”

 

“I’m gonna fuck you,” I warned. “When you come, I want to hear you scream.”

 

“I’m gonna scream if you don’t fuck me,” she bit out.