Page 27 of Pucking Snowed In with the Enemy

Arching up into his mouth, I gripped his hair and let my mind and all the worry go. I had never allowed myself to turn it off before, but he made me want to leave all caution at the door and throw abandon to the wind. It didn’t matter if tonight was a mistake. I was going to take what I could get before the real world demanded I put this time and Nathaniel Mikhailov in my rear-view mirror.

CHAPTER

TEN

NATHANIEL

Shawn was a dead man. I didn’t give two flying fucks if Savannah blocked him. I was going to rip him into two the moment her phone rang, but then a tear fell from her eyes, and that sealed his death. No one made Savannah cry, and if my father took one step in her direction, there would be war within my family. Why I was so fucking obsessed was beyond me. She was so far outside my world that she might as well be on another planet.

Savannah moaned as I nipped a trail down her stomach, her skin like silk under my fingers. With every inch taken, she shivered, and goosebumps rose on her skin. I fucking loved her reaction and craved to see it again. I skimmed my hands down her sides, letting my thumbs brush her hard nipples, and she arched and moaned as her hands gripped the sheets.

Fuck she was a sight, and I knew that I had to watch as she made herself come one day very soon. My cock was so fucking hard that the material of my pants felt rough, but I refused to release it before I got to taste her.

“Bend your knees,” I ordered, and she slowly slid her feet up the bed until her knees were bent. Grabbing her ankles, I lifted her ass off the bed, giving me easier access to her wet pussy that I was dying to taste. Pushing out, I forced her legs wider before dropping my head and swiping my tongue along her delicate folds. I mulled her taste around in my mouth like she was a fine wine and growled. She tasted so fucking good.

“Oh fuck….” Savannah whimpered as I pushed my tongue deep into her, and that still wasn’t enough. I wanted her to come undone, sucking hard, making her gasp and squirm. When I thrust a finger into her, and every muscle tensed as I held myself back as her pussy gripped the single digit.

Oral sex was not something I ever gave. It was what I demanded to receive. I probably could’ve been a great Dom if it weren’t for the fact that I didn’t give a flying fuck about anyone else getting off. Until now. They always did, but not because I cared.

My eyes were closed when her breathing changed, getting faster and heavier, as her body twitched, and I knew she was almost there. When she grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her pussy, I groaned and sucked faster as my finger worked at rubbing her G-spot.

“Oh god…oh fuck…Nathan, yes…please don’t stop.” Her fingers tightened, and I growled as she came, her body bucking up into my face as her release bathed my tongue. Fuck she tasted sweet like she’d been made just for me. I licked her completely clean and wanted to start all over again, but my needy cock was aching something fierce.

Standing, I undid my pants and pulled down the zipper, my cock pushed out, and I soaked in Savannah’s lustful stare, her eyes glazed over from her release. I threw the pants across the room.

“Come here.” Savannah flipped around and crawled to me, looking like a naughty kitten. All she needed was a twitching tail and to bat at my hand. “That’s it, Kisa. Come to me and beg me to fuck you.” I sucked in a sharp breath as she licked the head of my cock and played with the rings. Fuck that felt incredible. I put my arms behind my back. “Say it. Say you want it, or I won’t touch you.”

She bit her lip, her blue eyes rolling up to meet mine. “What if I just tease you until you cave?”

I smirked and shook my head. “You tease too much, and I’ll come on your pretty face and then leave. Is that what you want?”

Her hand wrapped around my cock as she sucked the tip into her mouth hard. I clenched my teeth, my jaw cracking with extreme pleasure, but I didn’t move. Savannah ran her tongue up and down my cock like a fucking ice cream cone, testing my resolve as she sucked one of my balls into her hot mouth. She moaned, and a small drop of come spit out of my cock and landed on her neck. I wiped it off and held my finger out to her. She greedily sucked it into her mouth, stopping only when her lips touched my ring. Fitting that it was my family crest and a perfect fuck you to my father.

“That was close, Kisa. The punishment for making me come will be no sex for you. Take your pick.”

“Last time I had to make you come first,” she said.

“My rules, remember?”

The disgruntled sound she made tugged at the corner of my mouth. I loved that I was not the only one struggling. One finger at a time, she unwrapped her hand, and each one seemed to be painful to pull away.

“Yes, I want you to fuck me.”

“Then stand up.” One thing I was really starting to love about Savannah was that she didn’t take more than was offered. She didn’t run her hands up my body or jump on me. No, she rose to her feet and looked down at me from where she stood on the bed and waited. I fucking loved it. “You can touch me,” I said, and she cupped my cheeks and placed a soft kiss over the small cut my father had made. I couldn’t say why the act had such a profound effect on me, but I lost my tightly wound control.

Wrapping my arms around her, I picked her up off the bed. She immediately locked her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Grabbing my cock I rubbed it between her pussy lips, and she shuddered.

“Is this what you want, Kisa?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Biting at her lip, she opened her mouth for me, and I kissed her hard, swallowing her scream as I thrust into her. Fuck was the only word that came to mind. There was a level of pleasure with her that I’d never experienced before, a near desperation to claim her, and the fact that deep down, I knew that could never happen made the need worse.

Pressing her back up against the wall, she yelped as her bare skin hit the cold, but she never broke the kiss and held me tighter. Her lush tits were pressed hard into my chest and felt amazing rubbing against me as I let loose and fucked her hard.

Her strangled wails got louder, and each one was a victory. Each moan was a win in a competition I hadn’t known I was a part of until I met her.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet,” I groaned, breaking the kiss. I buried my head into the side of her neck and sucked on my hickey once more. I never wanted it to leave. I wanted her to have to wear makeup over it, a constant reminder to anyone who looked at her that she was mine and to back the fuck up, or I’d cut their fingers off and rip their eyes from their head.