Chapter 145

Dylan POV

My hands were shaking slightly which Lewis could probably feel and so he nodded into the kiss.

“No words.” He confirmed before raising my top over my head effortlessly. I swallowed thickly before spinning where I sat, showing him my mangled back.

I stopped breathing and fought back tears as I felt his eyes taking in the mutilated flesh. I jumped out of my skin when he two hands found my shoulders again leaned in to whisper into my ear.

“I love you.” His lips quickly met my cheek with a small peck, and then they found my neck. I released a small gasp then moved my head to allow him more access, which he took instantly. Latching on gently to my skin.

My back wasn’t even a thought in my head in that moment, as he pulled me back into him and placed his large hand over my tits. Playing with the now erect nipples that sat in the center on them, causing a slightly larger moan to come out of my mouth.

“Lewis…” he continued to play with my breasts, which needless to say felt absolutely amazing. I realized quickly that I turned into complete and utter mush when he did that.

“If it gets too much, tell me…” he mumbled against the skin of my neck, and I sighed in complete euphoria. I could sit here all day and let his hands roam my body, which needless to say was a huge thing for me. “If you enjoy it, then just let me please you.” This guy was just amazing, going slowly with my needs but also doing everything fast and precise. He knew exactly how to play me, and I simply say there letting him.

My hands moved in an attempt to move my body around to face the man, but he stopped my by pressing my back into his torso, his hands still firmly on my breast’s.

“Dylan, just sit back and enjoy it, everything else can wait…” he stated quietly as I wriggled slightly, becoming extremely turned on by his actions.

After a few minutes, he moved himself lounging me on my scarred back and finally finding my lips with his own. I instantly allowed my tongue to big in exploring his dominant one. His body pressed ever so slightly on top of mine, it was complete bliss.

Another few minutes went by of simply kissing before his mouth moved lower, down my neck and straight to my collar bone, which caused my back to arch ever so slightly and a small breathy moan left my lips. My eyes fluttered closed as I reveled in the sparks shooting down to my now slightly dripping pussy. My moment of peaceful gratification was short lived as his mouth once again moved down, this time swirling his tongue around my nipple in a teasingly slow motion, before latching his lips around it.

He was exploring every inch of my beast. Cupping each one as his mouth alternated between the two. Bringing forth a string of quiet moans from my mouth.

His hands gently stroked up and down my arms, eliciting an onslaught of goosebumps to form on my skin, my whole body radiated a longing for his touch, and my legs clenched together tightly in an attempt to stop my aching sex from leaking any more than it already was.

After my breasts had been fully explored, his tongue gently travelled lower, swirling around my navel tantalizingly slow realeasing a gasp from my lips when his teeth hit the waist band to the leggings I was wearing.

My torso shot up and I chuckled awkwardly, backing my ass away ever so slightly, finally coming to my senses as to where his mouth was actually going.

“I thought you said, it was just a massage!” He didn’t acknowledge my words, or if he did, then he certainly didn’t bother listening properly. As his mouth met mine again.

I knew exactly what he was doing, his distraction was completely evident as his hands worked my breasts once more. I think his plan of action was to see how far I would let him go before his advances cured my delirium that desire had created.

So each time he would cause lust to consume my every thought, before he would allow his mouth to travel to my most intimate areas. When he realized that my pants were not coming off any tim soon. He switched tactics.

“I’m going to try something, Dylan.” He spoke as his hand gently stroked up and down maybe length of my right leg, squeezing my thigh ever so slightly in the process. “Just relax, I won’t do anything you don’t like. I promise. But can you please, fight the urge to push me away?” He was demanding that I let him try things, and I was grateful for that, but he was asking my permission to take things a step further.

“Why don’t I try with you?” I stated attempting to grab his own trousers but was stopped when he caught hold of my wrists.

“As much I want that, and make no mistake, I do want that, so fucking badly right now that’s it’s taken everything in me to say no.” My eyes glanced at the bulge in his own pants and I automatically swallowed thickly. It seemed the notion of tasting him, was turning me on even more. Maybe it was the fact that he was doing things to my body, while I just lay there, maybe I needed to take control of the situation a bit more. “I just want you to know that things can feel so good. After everything, I want to make sure your enjoying the feeling things give you.”

He truly was being such a kind and patient guy, as I battled my inner most thoughts. I genuinely was trying my hardest before to just let him do what he clearly wanted to, but my every nerve was rejecting his advances, it was most likely because of the past trauma I had with just allowing things to happen. It was honestly as if my body had a mind of its own.

So maybe it was time I tried something I really wanted to do. I sat up suddenly and got on my knees in front of his now shocked form, I effortlessly flicked my tatted hair over my shoulder so that it was out of the way, and allowed my hands to gently take hold of his own top, All the while Lewis looked at me shocked by my sudden need for control.

“I said last time, that I wanted to taste you. The more I feel it hardening against me, the more the intense want to place it in my mouth grows. You said you want this to just be about me and my pleasure? What if we make a deal… you take your pants off, and I’ll take off mine?” My nerves had kicked in full force, but my lust was overpowering them entirely. It was impossible for me to deny the bond that I shared with this man.

“Dylan, I…” I shook my head. And without warning placed my lips firmly on his, using his own moves against him and removing his top from his torso. Instantly I was greeted by a glistening firm set of abs, and strong arms.

I had seen this man shirtless so many times and had wanted nothing more than to run my hand over it, and now that he was here, in front of me, on his bed, I was able to do just that.

Before I could even think about my actions my fingers traced his arms, feeling every large bump of muscle and loving how smooth his skin was under my touch. His arms had always enticed me, the way they appeared just did something to my brain, his bicep was quivering slightly with every stroke of my fingers and I was truly captivated in that moment.

My palm suddenly squeezed the extra firm rugged muscle before moving over his firm chest. How on earth was I even here right now? My body was nothing like his.

His was as if it was personally sculpted, every firm ridge sat unmoving, there wasn’t a hint of anything but muscle on him. He was simply perfection, however me? I was skinny. I had gotten slightly better within the past week of being in the pack house, but my ribs were still too prominent, and all my bones stuck out like a devoured carved turkey on thanksgiving.

“You’re perfect.” I whispered before I could stop the words from leaving my mouth. I heard a thick swallow come from him and finally looked up at his face through my eyelashes, a slight grimace rested on his features, and I chuckled, knowing it was because he was fighting the urge to throw me on to the bed, and claim my body as his. “Can I… kiss it?”

Finally he growled, and gently grabbed a handful of my hair, using it to bring my face only inches away from his.

“Kiss it, lick it… Bite it!” He stated and my eyes widened in shock, his voice was nothing like it usually was, this time he was turned on, a primal look took over his orbs as she grabbed me, wrapped his large arms around my neck and back, before pulling me onto his lap. “Do whatever comes to mind. Explore. If this is what you truly want, then use me to pleasure yourself.”

That was all I wanted to hear. I leaned up, attacking his lips with my own, while a heat radiated from my body. I was hungry, I was desperate for this man to feel pleasure from me alone. In my mind I told myself I had to be good for him. I told myself, I would make him writhe and moan underneath me.

My hands began once again exploring every lump of muscle, my arms traveled around to his back as we continued to make out. It was becoming heated, heavy, it was as if I had been starved for my entire life, and all of a sudden I had a feast in front of me. A feast that I fully intended to devour.

This time instead of his lips on me, it was mine on him, slowly beginning to move lower, over his pecs and across his own nipples which, weirdly, were just as sensitive as mine. My hand, while my lips explored his torso, traveled even lower and. Gingerly rubbed over the bulge that was currently constricted in his pants. My palm kneaded it over the fabric and I heard a deep break, feeling the instant rise and fall of his chest.

I slowly slipped off the bed altogether, moving his legs to dangle freely off the side, while his feet met the floor as he continued to sit. Nervously I got into my knees in front of him, having some flashbacks of the king forcing me to kneel before him, although as quickly as that came, I shook it off. I had a job to do.

I grabbed his waste band, pulling it down past his muscular ass and down to his ankles, along with the boxer shorts he wore. Instantly his angry, thick, and extremely erect dick came into view and was directly eye level to me. My eyes widened at the sheer size of it, and I honestly wasn’t sure it would even fit in my mouth, but I was still going to to try.

I gently leaned forward toward it, noticing it twitching every so slightly, before finally giving it one long lick from base to head. The loudest groan escaped his lips and I frowned when the slight taste of salt hit my tongue, from a small bit of pre cum. I then took it in my mouth an moaned loudly.