Web Fic
Chapter 98
98
Avery's pov
The second our lips touched I felt my body come instantly alive. It's like he lit a switch in me, one that turned me into a wanton woman who has been caged in for years, yearning for him.
I moaned, his lips moving against mine hungrily. He nipped my lower lip, and I opened it quickly, letting him sneak his tongue inside so I could taste him.
As his taste burst on my tongue I moaned loud, grabbing his shoulders and digging my nails into his skin. He grunts, his hand roaming down my spine to my hips, and then curve to grab my ass.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
He squeezed, pulling me closer.
Everywhere he touched left a trail of heat that scorched me, setting me ablaze.
I pant, his tongue swirling around my own, tasting every corner of my mouth and moaning in pleasure. My fingers slid up to his hair, tangling in the wild mane as I pull him even closer to me.
I could feel him under me. The hardness.
The warmth.
God, I am so wet.
The car fog with our desire thickly and our pleasure moans that circled around the space. We are both consuming each other, tasting. It's like we've been starved for years.
The feel of his fingers pressing into the skin of my ass only drew that dewy wetness between my legs and Xade makes a wild sound at the back of his throat. It sounded like a combination of a grunt and growl.
His grip on my ass tightened and soon
he guides me to rock and roll my hips against him, making me feel that hardness that grew hot under me.
I shudder, gasping into his mouth and breaking the kiss for some air as an intense pleasurable friction grows between my legs.
"Fuck," he grunted, his lips kissing down my neck, nipping, teeth grazing that sensitive skin between my shoulder and neck. He sucked and I arched my back, pressing my breasts closer to him and moaning his name.
He makes a whimpering sound, gripping my ass harder as his tongue darts out of his lips and traces across my neck, branding me with his scent. I shudder. "Xade."
His name left my lips in a breathy whisper, a silent plea to him.
"Oh God V," he groans, his voice vibrating against my skin.
His lips trailed lower, and his tongue trace across my collarbone, down to between my breasts where he licked up every drop of water that had fallen. My nipples bead against the fabric, pushing and begging him to have his lips around them too.
He sucked hard, groaning as I rock my hips against his, creating a sweet friction that had us both going wild. I felt like I was melting into him, the heat of his skin burning mine.
How hardness strained against me, pushing and nudging me to feel him. My hips move more, seeking more of that friction that was making me lose my mind.
This feels better than I had imagined. He tastes sweeter than I had imagined.
"V," his voice is a low rasp, one that conveys his hunger for me.
"You don't know what you're doing to me," he grunted, sucking the skin of my cleavage until I am very certain he has left a bruise, a marking.
"You have no idea how hungry I am for you." He planted, tongue tracing along the bruise he had created.
"I crave you so badly," he grunted, teeth grazing my skin. Goosebumps rise. where his warm breath brushes across.
"I crave to taste you," he moaned, darting his tongue out and letting the tip drag between my breasts slowly, teasing me. My nipples ached. Of God. This feels like heaven.
"To feel you." He sighs, kissing my skin lovingly.
Then he did something that I hadn't expected. One of his hands left my ass to curve to my belly, his fingers tickling lower to tease under the waistband of the tights, under my panties, and drag down until they tease that aching nub. I arch into him, gasping when he goes lower, his fingers teasing between my lips and coating with my juices. "So wet for me." He moaned in approval.