The Outlaw's Obsession(38)

The way he touched her, looked at her, made all of her embarrassment and shame vanish, and she found herself becoming pliant under his hands. “Lay back for me, Sonya, and let me see that wet pussy of yours.”

Sonya curled her hands into the sheets and did as he said. He didn’t stop rubbing her flesh, and she felt the blood move right below the surface of her skin and heat. Jagger gripped her behind the knees once she was flat on her back, and a haze covered her mind when he pushed her legs back until they were pressed to her chest. Her pussy was spread so wide her inner lips parted. With the light on there were no shadows to hide every dip and curve of her body, or the fact her privates were on obscene display. Jagger seemed completely engrossed in the sight of her spread open for him.

“You tell me to stop at any time if you start to feel uncomfortable, baby.”

She lifted her head and saw him looking at her from between her legs.

“All right, Sonya? You say stop, and it stops.”

She nodded, not trusting her throat because her arousal and emotions were choking her up. She would have never thought there was this kind of compassion and gentleness from a man like Jagger. He just looked so…scary and intimidating. The smile he gave her was filled with a lot of things, but the one that she latched onto was the heated desire that burned like a wildfire behind his eyes. And then he didn’t say anything else, just moved his hands toward her pussy, took his thumbs and spread her labia even wider, and placed his open mouth right on her. Sonya let her head fall back on the mattress, and a sound of need left her throat when he started licking her like she was a melting ice cream cone in the hot sun. Over and over he brought his tongue from her clit, flattened it all the way down her cleft, and then moved it around her opening before lightly dipping it inside of her. Her inner muscles clenched on their own when he would tease her mercilessly.

The little growls that came from him vibrated against the hard bud, and it didn’t take much for her orgasm to start to rise, but there was something holding her back. This knot in her belly refused to lessen, but before she could think on it too hard Jagger moved one of his hands back to her thigh and rubbed her scars once more with his fingers.

“Don’t think, baby. Just let me make you feel good.” Jagger started renewing his efforts. Licking and sucking, rubbing and nipping until she couldn’t stop the shaking that was soon taking over her entire body. “Fuck, Sonya, seeing you let go like this, feeling you tremble beneath my hands, and tasting you get wetter right on my tongue has me so fucking hard I’m about to come right now.” His murmured words were right on her clit, and that little bundle of nerves swelled even further. And right when she started to come he moved his hands lower, gripped her ass, and followed that action with his mouth until his was running his tongue along her anus.

A startled gasp left her, but it wasn’t to stop, and she knew by the grunt he made that he sensed her acceptance of what was happening to her. This was a new experience to her—all of it. She was a virgin in so many senses of the word, and she was having a mutual, consensual sexual experience with a man that had her so heated it was hard to focus on much else. Her orgasm crashed through her like a strike of lighting, and all Sonya could do was hold on and ride it out. She had never felt so much pleasure in her life, and she knew this was only the tip of the iceberg.

“You doing okay, baby?” Jagger said in between running his tongue along the cheeks of her ass. Sonya cracked her eyes open and saw in an erotic haze as Jagger was pressing his hips into the mattress continuously. The sight of the muscles in his back and ass flexing and clenching as he pumped his hips, pleasuring himself as well as easing his ache, had Sonya wet all over again as if she hadn’t just come.

“I’m good, but I want more.”

Jagger rested his forehead on the back of her thigh, and the feel of his moist, hot breath along her skin was chilling and heating all in the same breath.

“Christ, Sonya. I am so fucking hot for you right now that my balls are about to explode just from hearing you say those things.” He had his hands around each of her thighs, clenching and unclenching her flesh, and she hadn’t missed the desperate need in his voice. Jagger was holding back with her, and as much as she loved that he was so considerate, Sonya also wanted to experience this with him. This was her decision, and she was going to finally live the way she wanted.

“I trust you, Jagger.”

He slowly lifted his head and opened his eyes so he could look at her.

“I want to be with you. In every way.” Sonya didn’t need to say that she wanted the human side of him, and the bear he harbored inside of that hard body. His chest rose and fell in quick intervals, and the flickering of his eyes told her that his animal was very close to the surface. But this was a male who knew how to keep control, and right now he was doing just that. “Please, Jagger.” She swore the air cracked and popped with the energy that came from him.