Claim - Page 48

He sank a hand into my hair and tugged my head back. His mouth was on my neck, and he hit a sensitive spot. I moaned.

His hands pulled up my shirt, and he slipped it over my head. When he saw my pink lace bra, he gave a rumble of approval.

“Pretty.” His fingers stroked my collarbones.

Then, he shoved the cups of my bra down, my breasts spilling free.

“Even prettier.” His voice lowered an octave.

He hauled me up, and his hot mouth closed over one nipple. I cried out, and heard birds take flight from a nearby tree.

I couldn’t stay still. As he nipped and licked at my nipple, I shifted, my ass rubbing on the cock I felt hardening beneath me.

He switched to my other breast.

“Tell me what you want.” His teeth scraped my skin. “Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”

My chest hitched. I’d gone without everything for the last year. I hadn’t gotten anything that I wanted. Being offered something was intoxicating.

“You,” I whispered, undulating against his big, hard cock. “I want you, Beau. Your cock. I want your cock inside me.”

He made a low, raw sound.

“Please.” I bit his lip. “Last night, on the mats after you made me come, all I wanted was to be filled by you.”

“Stand up.”

It was a gruff order. I obeyed, my legs feeling wobbly.

“Leggings off,” he said.

I shoved them down. My pink lace panties matched my bra.

He reached down, and touched the side of them, flicking the elastic against my skin. Then his hand twisted, and he ripped my panties off.

I gasped.

“Now, you’re even prettier.” His fingers ran through the curls at the juncture of my thighs.

I stood there, naked for him, the breeze brushing over my skin. I shivered.

“Come here.” His gray eyes were hooded.

My gaze dropped to the huge bulge in his trousers. I straddled him again.

“Mmm, I can smell how turned on you are.” One of his hands stroked between my legs.

I was already saturated. I moved my hips, riding his hand. He was careful to tease, but not touch my clit.

“Beau,” I pleaded.

He slid a thick finger inside me. “You don’t get come to until you’re full of my cock.”

My womb clenched. I wanted that.Badly.

“Please, Beau.”

He reached between us and opened his jeans. His cock sprang free.