Terrible
I refused to blink, refused to let the tears escape tonight. I’d cried enough and if I let one tear escape, the dam would break free and I’d show Chance a side of me he’s never seen. There was something about this moment that I craved, that I had wanted with Shane. Max gave me an ounce of it when I wanted a pound. It hadn’t been enough. It felt like I’d gotten a sip of water in a dry desert and I was dying of thirst.
My heart was weak from the night before, the need to have someone care for me stopped the words from coming out. He released my arm and I dropped it to my side as he fell to his knees in front of me. I stared down at him as I watched him. I waited with baited breath until gray eyes peered up at me. Leaning forward, his lips caressed each ugly bruise and I inhaled sharply when he used his hand to move my leg. My legs opened for him. He didn’t have to be a wolf to smell my arousal.
I could hear Korra growling at the back of my mind but I didn’t pay her any mind. Chance wouldn’t do anything sexual unless I permitted him to, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away from where his lips danced along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Looking down my nose, past my breasts to where he sat obediently between my legs soothed me in a way, only he knew it could.
I know what he was thinking, he thought I was used against my will, he assumed I’d been forced into what happened last night. What would he think if he knew I didn’t tell him no? That I didn’t fight it, not really. Would he still look at me the same if he knew I was looking forward to seeing Shane tonight? That I was hoping he’d do it to me all over again. Just the thought of him had slick running down my thigh.
Chance was trying to show me I had control, that I was okay, that I was standing on my own two feet and not forced to sway to the whims of others. With Chance, I would always have control. With him, I would never be put at a disadvantage. Even with him moving without my permission, we both knew I had full control here in this room. Goddess, I was a terrible person. I should have stopped him already. I should have told him to get up, no, at this point, I could have turned around, opened the door, and left him on his knees. But I haven’t yet, why? Because he’s safe. Because I know him. Because he won’t hurt me. Because even though I’d only met Shane last night, I already knew Chance was the exact opposite of my mate.
My former client looked up at me, waiting, watching for any sign of me telling him to stop. His hand softly gripped my thigh and my lips parted as he lifted it up and over his shoulder. The freshly pressed shirt would crinkle but in this room I was allowed to do whatever I wanted. He turned his head toward my inner thigh, he nipped at the flesh and I arched my back as my breathing quickened. I swallowed as I stared down at him, my nipples pebbled and pressed against the soft material of my dress. His tongue darted out and I clenched my hands as I fought the urge to grab his hair. My thighs and pussy clenched as he lapped up the wet slick that had dripped down.
I bit my lip as my heart went to war with my mind. Still, I said nothing. I watched as he looked up at me as he did the same with my other thigh. His hot breath on my skin had a shiver running down my spine. Slowly, he trailed his tongue higher and my breath hitched as it reached the hem of my dress. I shut down my brain, refusing to think about Shane. Lifting my hand from my side, I brought it to rest on Chance’s other shoulder. His fingers slid beneath the material and my dress moved as he lifted it. Only stopping when my dress was bunched up over my hips. I flinched as he groaned, his gaze on my wet pussy. My heart was beating faster as Korra fought from the farthest part of my mind. This felt dangerous, it felt forbidden.
“You. smell. divine,” Chance growled. He licked his lips and my pussy clenched at the action. The furthest I’d allowed Chance to go was smelling me and sitting between my thighs as he jerked himself. Never had I allowed him a taste. Never had I allowed him access, nor had I given him any ideas of getting anything “more”. He tipped his head back, his lips parted as lust filled his eyes. He stared up at me as if I were the most beautiful woman in the world. He leaned forward and I forgot how to breathe as he pressed his closed lips against my sex. His eyes never left my face as he rubbed his nose against my skin. My breathing came out faster as he inched back, his tongue slid out, and my jaw dropped. It was long, like really long and reminded me of a snake. Need overcame me. I wanted to feel good and I wanted his tongue inside of me. If I’d had any doubts before, they were gone. I wanted to cum. I didn’t want to think about anything but getting off and right now, his tongue would be more than enough. I’d probably regret this, but right now, all I wanted was to be eaten out. All I wanted was to forget the man who hurt me, the beast that wanted me, and the ache in my chest.
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