Page 113 of Wicked Little Darling

He set his hands on my chest again, squeezing my pecs, then rubbing them, brushing his thumbs over my nipples. The sudden jolt of pleasure when he pinched one made me jerk beneath him, and precum spilled from my cock as I moaned.

“Fuck.” I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to hold back the orgasm. I was right on the fucking edge, and every little thing he was doing was threatening to drive me over.

“Open your eyes.”

“Reese, I’m literally about to come just from you touching me, and watching you do it isn’t helping.”

“Yeah? You like it that much?”

Something wet and warm swirled around my nipple, and my eyes flew open to find Reese positioned low on my chest, ass in the air, eyes on mine and that sexy pink tongue circling my nipple.

“You have no fucking idea,” I rasped, rolling my hips up, chasing those mind-melting bursts of euphoria that kept coming and coming and felt so fucking good.

Reese closed his lips over my nipple and sucked hard, and the sound that came out of me was like a strangled sob. He bit down with those sharp little teeth as I rocked up into him, feeling like my body was on fire. He sank his teeth even deeper, a piercing pain mixing with all that pleasure, then sucked as his tongue rolled against the sensitive bud again and again.

“I don’t—god, this is—unnngh, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come if you don’t?—”

He pulled off my chest with the loudest, dirtiest smacking sound, then wiped his glistening red lips with the back of his hand.

“Fuck me, you’re so fucking hot,” I panted. I was losing my goddamn mind right now. Reese was scrambling my brain in the best way possible, and I needed?—

“You like that?”

Oh, god, his voice was so husky now, and he had the wildest look in his eyes.

“More,” I said. “Touch me more.”

He leaned in close, his eyes a bright green ringed with gold. They flashed down to my mouth, and he tilted his head a little, like he was going to kiss me. He moved closer, closer—and then bypassed my mouth and pressed his cheek to mine, his deep voice in my ear soft and sinful. “I’m gonna make you wish you hadn’t fucked with me.” Something wet and hot touched my ear lobe, and then sharp little teeth were biting down on the sensitive flesh.

I bucked uncontrollably as an intense wave of pleasure rocked through me, and Reese moaned loudly, shuddering on top of me when our cocks rubbed together.

He moved his lips down to my neck and bit, then sucked, then bit and sucked and bit and sucked until the side of my neck was throbbing and I could barely breathe.

“Yes,” I groaned, my toes curling. “Yes, yes, yes, ah, fuck, fuck, unngh.”

He covered my mouth with his hand, drawing back to glare down at me. “If you don’t shut up, I’m gonna come. Moaning in my ear like that, fuck, Dakota.”

A burst of affection spread through me and god, I had all his attention. Every bit of it. It was all mine. His attention, his touch, his eyes, his words, his hands, his lips, everything, all of it, was mine.

Mine, mine, mine.

I licked his palm and thrust up into him, his sharp intake of breath so satisfying.

“Okay, you wanna play?” He smiled, and it was wicked and wild and my body didn’t feel big enough to contain all these feelings he was wringing from somewhere deep inside me. “Let’s play.”

He slid down my body, settling himself between my legs, and my heart jackhammered in my chest. Those pretty fingers curled over the waistband of my jock, and the wet spot had almost spread across the entirety of the front.

Reese palmed my cock, rubbed up the length once, then pulled aside the fabric until everything was revealed to his hungry, heated eyes. When he licked his lips, my balls started to draw up.

His gaze was rapt on my dick, and he slid one finger from the base to the sensitive part just beneath the crown. My eyes rolledback in my head when he kept going and moved it through my slit, gathering the precum and swirling it around the head.

When I felt something hot and wet glide along the underside, I jerked my head up to watch him. He had that filthy little tongue out, those gorgeous hazel eyes glued to my face as he licked up my shaft to the tip.

“Fuck, you taste good,” he whispered reverently, and I almost came when he closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek against my cock—the one with the butterfly. The softness of his skin was like velvet on my dick, and I couldn’t help rocking into him, trying to feel it over every inch of me.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” I said through heavy pants. “God, I love that mark. Please?—”

He moved his hands, digging his thumbs into the crease of my groin, and the sudden spark of pleasure made my cock jump against his cheek. He dug his fingers into me, those blunt little nails pressing hard against my tender skin.