We Built a Kingdom From Ashes That Still Remembered Love by Aila Frost 548
Chapter 548
Gavin’s POV
The kiss started off as sweet, almost tentative, like neither of us knew if it was a good idea or not. Since the bath and the water, she was much more sober than she had been when we left the banquet, though I could still taste the tequila on her breath.
She parted her lips slightly, inviting me into her mouth. I slipped my tongue between her lips, tasting everything she had to offer. As my tongue tangled with hers, she let out a soft moan as she melted against me. I wrapped my arms tighter against me, pulling
her flesh against my body. 1
She took it a step further by straddling my lap, my hardness pressing against her, and I knew the moment she felt it because her
hips started to grind against me. Her towel was barely hanging onto her body, her breasts practically exposed to me, pressing against my bare chest. Her skin was soft, and I felt her tremble as I touched her, running my fingers down her back and to the
small of her back.
“I want you,” she whispered against my lips. 2
“Are you sure?” I asked, not bothering to stop her, but making sure this was what she wanted.
“Yes.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice, I ripped the rest of the towel off her body, throwing it off the bed and to the ground. She ran my fingers down my body, exploring each and every one of my abs. I felt my body flexing underneath her touch, and my breathing
hitched when she reached my bulge beneath my sweatpants. I watched her with a curious gaze, wondering what she was about to
I was painfully hard, and it was taking everything in my power not to flip our positions and ram myself into her sweet pussy. But I
kept myself back, not wanting to overstep. I wanted her to have full control over this situation, even if my wolf was begging for
me to take control.
I felt my dick twitch as she ran the palm over her hand over it over my pants, a grin spreading across her face as she too felt it. She
liked the effect she was having on me, and I had to say, I liked it too. 3
She hooked her fingers beneath my waistband and tugged at my sweats until they were down my legs, my erection flying free for
her to enjoy. Her eyes widened at the size, as if she had never seen it before, which made a smirk tug at my lips. I liked the
reaction she had to me, like every time was our first time. I helped her kick the rest of my pants off, immediately precum started
to bead at the tip of my cock and she licked her lips at the sight of it, making me swell and twitch even more.
She wrapped her delicate fingers around my shaft and stroked me gently at first before she lowered herself down to me and wrapped her perfect little lips around my length, sucking me into her mouth. I gasped from the feeling and then let out a guttural
moan as she sucked me even deeper.
I had forgotten how good at that she was. She didn’t gag once as she took my entire length into her mouth, sucking like her life depended on it. She twirled her tongue around the sensitive tip, making it swell in her mouth. I dug my nails into the bed sheets,
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panting like I was trying to keep myself sane. I let out another moan, feeling like a bitch at her mercy.
“Holy fuck,” I breathed out, my voice coming out shaking.
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She hummed in response to my sounds of pleasure, making a vibration that sent me over the edge. My eyes rolled out as I let out a
howl, knowing it was my wolf who had finally broken through the barrier that I kept between us and surged all the way forward.
I came undone hard, and she continued to suck me until there wasn’t a drop left. Once my body came down from its ultimate high, she released me with a pop and sat back on her legs with a satisfied grin.
I let out a low growl, unable to contain myself anymore, as I grabbed her and flipped our positions. She laughed, but then it
turned into a guttural moan as I rammed myself into her. I had completely lost control; it was my wolf who had taken charge, and he was after what he felt was his in the first place.
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