Luci throws her head back with pleasure, arching her back. Her long, black locks fall soft against her shoulders.
Beau brushes her hair back and teethes her bare skin. He grinds against the wetness soaking through her panties as he kisses the valley between her breasts before moving to her other nipple. His rough hands take ownership of her body as he circles slow and careful around the hard bud before clamping down with the right amount of pressure.
Luci lets out a moan that echoes through the hallway. She tangles her fingers in his hair. “To my room, now.”
“No. Here. Now.” He reaches between them and unzips his jeans, Luci still pressed against the wall.
She can feel his huge cock spring forward, brushing against her thigh. Her body fills with more heat as she anticipates him inside her.
She doesn't care that the wall is rough against her back, she only wants to feel him. He pulls her panties to the side, teasing her entry with the head of his cock. Luci groans; she likes it. She's usually in charge but is more than happy to let him be the aggressor. It's a welcome change. “Come on, baby, give it to me.” She unbuttons his flannel shirt and digs her fingers into his rock-hard chest.
He thrusts inside her, and she lets out a yelp at the shock of his size. She bites her lip. “Slow, go slow.”
He thrusts his hips again. “What's wrong, can't take it?” His deep timbre warms her like bathing in hot caramel.
“Oh, I can take it. I just want to savor it.” She tightens her legs around him. “Go ahead, do your worst.”
He pushes again, making her scream with pleasure. This is what she wants, and she's enjoying every inch of it. He steps back from the wall, staying inside her, and carries her to her room.
The walls are lined with blood red ornately scrolled wallpaper, and the room lit by torch-like sconces. The smell of lavender hangs in the air. He lays her on the black satin comforter and slides her further onto the bed.
She pushes his hair back. “Going for something more civilized?”
“If you call early American whore house civilized.” He smiles, “I want you in so many different ways. I already had you in the hall, now I want you here.” He licks down her belly, “A wolf's gotta eat, you know.”
His tongue trails down to her mound. He spreads her open and circles her clit with alternating pressure to make her writhe and buck against him.
Luci's eyes roll back in her head; she can barely handle it; he's bringing her to the brink. He slides his fingers inside her, immediately finding her most sensitive spot. She cries out in ecstasy as the orgasm spirals through her, heating her extremities and building at her core. “Oh, Fuck, don't stop.” She pleads.
Her words urge him on to go deeper, faster inside her. His tongue flicks at intervals against her core. Her legs squeeze against his head as her whole body stiffens. She howls as though she’s the wolf. He pushes against her thighs, not stopping, he wants her to have the most exquisite orgasm she’s ever experienced. And he's succeeding.
He slows at the sound of her begging, pleading, and twitching. He looks up at her, wiping her moisture from his beard. Sweat glistens on her skin, and her heart pounds in her chest. He climbs above her. “You ready for more?”
She nods with an evil glint in her eye. “Yes, I am.”
He pushes himself inside her; he shudders with pleasure at the way she squeezes his cock. His movements are slow and metered, she savors his movements.
Luci runs her fingers along every muscle on his arms and stomach, admiring the sheer perfection of her wolf. “Is that all you've got? I want you to fuck me.”
He meets her challenge, upping his pace. Luci lifts her thighs to match his rhythm. He leans down, taking her nipples into his mouth. He teethes them gently at first, then bites harder. She clenches around him to do it again.
The orgasm builds in her core, whirling like the wild wind from a typhoon.
His movements become more urgent.
“Come for me,” she whispers in his ear. She digs her nails into his firm ass, pulling him harder into her. “Come on, baby, come on.”
Sweat drips from his brow as he fucks her. “You want it harder?”
“Yes,” she commands, feeling her core tingling with delight as his massive cock rubs against her clit.
A low growl builds in Beau's belly, growing louder, and Luci can feel his member throbbing relentlessly inside her. She lets go, and her walls pulse and jump around him. He can't hold back any longer; his growl crescendos to a howl as he releases inside her, urging her orgasm to peak.
Their bodies twitch and shudder through their panting. Beau falls to the side as they both try to catch their breath.
Luci pulls the black silk sheets around her. Absently, she runs her fingers through the hair on his chest.
“I really should come see you more often.” Beau laughs as his heart beat evens.
“Ha.” Luci huffs. “I think your frequency is fine.”