Primal Instincts_ Volume 2(27)
Author: Nicole Edwards
“Are you playin’ with my dick, girl?”
My eyes jerked to his face, expecting to see him staring at me. He wasn’t. His head was still cradled on the pillow, eyes closed, but there was the hint of a grin on his sensual mouth.
“I’m just gettin’ to know him better,” I said, gently dragging my fingernail around the crest.
He grunted, his cock jerking again. “I thought you got to know him pretty damn well last night.”
“That was just an introduction,” I countered, leaning in and letting my breath fan his skin.
A soft groan sounded in his chest when I pressed a kiss to his hipbone, then licked around the spot. I wanted to taste him and explore what made him feel good the way he had done to me last night.
He stretched his body long, and it was my turn to groan when all those muscles drew taut. A second later, the lamp clicked on, bathing his beautiful body in a soft golden light. When he tucked his hands beneath his head and his eyes opened, I kicked off the rest of the blankets and got to my knees.
He watched me as I settled between his thighs, laying down before propping myself up over his groin.
For a few minutes, I lost myself in the pleasure I derived from exploring him with my mouth, licking and kissing his cock, lightly skimming his balls. I didn’t want to admit it to Garrison now, but I’d never given a blow job before. I always suspected I would enjoy it, and so far, that was true. In high school, I had a friend who complained about having to do it, but I’d always thought it incredibly sexy. The idea of a man trusting someone enough to let them take him into their mouth was thrilling. To be able to bring pleasure while doing so was heady.
Garrison never moved to stop or guide me, didn’t say a word, merely watched as I explored every ridge, every vein throbbing beneath the skin. His stomach muscles contracted and released when I outlined his sac with my fingertip, signaling he enjoyed it. In a daring move, I let my tongue follow my finger’s path. When he moaned softly, I took it as encouragement, then opened my mouth around his balls, bathing him with my tongue.
“Don’t stop,” he urged when I pulled back.
I did it again, growing bolder as I learned what he enjoyed. I took his balls fully in my mouth, circling my tongue around them. He reached for his cock, holding it flush to his body as he watched me. The longer I teased and played, the more his hand began to move, lightly stroking the length, his thumb teasing the head.
Venturing higher, I dragged my tongue up his thick shaft, forcing his hand to fall away.
“Girl…” He grunted when I took the broad head between my lips. “I won’t lie … I fuckin’ love what you’re doin’ to me, but…”
I took him to the root, loving the rumble in his chest.
“I fuckin’ love what you’re doin’,” he repeated, “but I wanna feel that tight little pussy right now.”
A wave of heat moved from my head to my toes, covering every inch of my skin.
“Get on up here,” he commanded gruffly. “Sit on my cock.”
The image those words produced had liquid heat pooling between my thighs. I was already turned on from my explorations, but hearing the words … no doubt I liked the dirty, vulgar talk.
When I lifted over him, Garrison’s hands moved back behind his head as though he was giving me his body in offering. I loved the idea of having complete control over his pleasure and mine.
I straddled his thighs and worked my way up until his cock was wedged between them. Rather than take him inside me immediately, I held him against my folds and rocked my hips, gliding along his length, letting him feel how wet I was. When his cockhead bumped my clit, I whimpered and did it again and again. His eyes were blazing as he watched me, his arm muscles flexing and bunching as though it was taking tremendous restraint not to reach for me.
I smiled at him when I angled his cock at my entrance and slowly eased down. The man was well endowed, filling me so perfectly, stretching me wide as I took as much of him inside me as I could.
His labored exhale was sexy as hell.
“Ride me, darlin’. Use me. Lemme watch you get yourself off.”
Another wave of heat slammed through me at his words, and I began to move. There was instant tension that coiled within me as the friction brought all those delicate nerve endings to life. I didn’t care about grace or style as I bounced up and down on him, greedily taking every ounce of pleasure I could from using his body like this.
When my movements started to falter from fatigue, Garrison’s hands slid from under his head. “Put your hands on my knees,” he ordered.
I sat tall, reaching behind me and placing my hands on his legs, close to his knees. The position caused my chest to thrust forward, and I had to arch my back, but Garrison gripped my hips, holding me in place. He took over from there, thrusting his hips, jerking me down on him, fucking me from underneath. It was so sexy, this feeling of complete and total surrender to this beautiful man.
“Oh, God,” I whimpered when his thumb pressed to my clit while he fucked me faster.
“Watchin’ you bounce on my dick…” He groaned. “My new favorite thing.”
That was the detonator. I went off. An explosion of heat arced through my body, starting in my core and venturing through every fiber of my being.
“That’s so damn pretty, girl. Come all … over me.” Garrison grunted. “Oh, fuck, yes,” he growled, jerking my hips down as he came at the same time.
Afterward, I fell asleep in his arms again, sated and smiling.
The sound of my cell phone chiming woke me sometime later.
I came to slowly, not wanting to face the day or whoever it was. Last night, I’d been able to ignore everything because I’d had Garrison to distract me. Unfortunately, I knew that wouldn’t last once I left this bed or talked to anyone who would remind me of the shitty day I’d had yesterday.
I reached over, expecting to find Garrison asleep beside me, but the spot was empty. Disappointment filled me, and I couldn’t stop reality from crashing into my thoughts. I stared into the darkness, trying to shove them away until I found myself outlining all the what-if scenarios.
What if Hawk learned about what I did?
What if Garrison didn’t speak to me today?
What if Creed learned about what I did?
What if Hawk kissed me again?