The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 87

“That is, if you’re up for another round after what I’ll do to you now,” I tell her once I come up for air.

“You’re so confident,” she replies with a chuckle.

“I can prove it to you,” I wink. “On second thought, I’d better check if you’re as eager as you claim.”

I sneak one hand under her T-shirt and then between her legs. I can hardly believe the heat I feel coming from her clit.

I pull two fingers out, admiring them in the faint sunlight that shines into the car. They’re drenched.

“Satisfied?” she asks with a lopsided grin.

I smirk and press my index finger against her lips.

“Suck it, baby,” I order.

She licks the tip, watching me for my reaction, and then suddenly sucks in my finger. I can’t help but gasp. My finger slides deeper into her wetness. I pull it out, slick and slippery, then push it back inside. Cassie whimpers, the muscles of her face working in waves.

“Damn, baby,” I groan.

I have to stop. I promised her the big time and this’s no way to treat a lady.

My lady.

Reluctantly, I remove my finger from her hot little mouth and pull her lower down my thighs. Her knees sink down between my thighs and the side of the car.

“Careful with the clutch,” I warn gently.

She snickers. “Which one? Yours or the cars?”

“Both,” I reply.

Cassie is very focused on what’s happening around my cock, so I can watch her face. She’s beautiful, her auburn hair, her still-too-pale skin, her green eyes—all my desires seem to be connected to her.

Her gaze flickers from my eyes to my dick. Then she puts her small hand at the base.

“Are you ready, boss?” she asks, pushing her hair behind her ears. “Ready for the big time?”

“You forgot a condom,” I say instead of answering.

We haven’t talked about it, and she still hasn’t given me a yes, so I’d rather we’re safe. It’s something she wanted before. The least I can do is respect her wishes.

“I don’t think we need it anymore,” she replies, locking her eyes on me.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” I breathe.

“Yes, Graham,” she confirms. “I’m saying yes.”

I pull her mouth down, claiming her lips. It’s a quick kiss, but it gives her a promise. I will never stop kissing her.

It’s so deep, so sensual, and strong that she’ll never even think of getting away. I already feel that every nuance of her desire is added to my own.

But soon she’s up again, sinking herself on my waiting length. I help her find the right angle and bury myself deep inside her.

She moves on top of me, pulling and sucking me in, over and over again. Her tightness and rhythm are driving me crazy, sending shivers of pleasure along my spine and up to my head.

“So good, baby,” I moan. “You feel so fucking good.”

“God, I love when you talk dirty to me,” she murmurs, her mouth slightly open, her cheeks even redder.