Tasting her

Julian

Cassie had every reason to be angry. I understood that but what I didn’t understand was the heady smell that was coming from her so thickly that it coated the inside of my mouth and filled my lungs.

A smell so sweet. A smell of arousal and lust.

And I filled my lungs with it and let it flow through me. She was amazing in her anger. All rage and passion.

At that moment I was confused by this magic yet trusted it completely.

What did she do to me?

One hand on her hip and one around the wrist the kiss took me totally by surprise. A happy one. The scent of her lust was even better with her body pressed against mine and her lips hard against mine.

Lowering her arm to her side I finally let go of her. Sliding my hands around her slender waist instead. They came to rest in the small of her back and I ground against her. Pushing my throbbing cock against her stomach with a groan of my own.

Against my mouth her lips hardened. Cassie pulled away slightly. Her eyes were as round as saucers.

She was regretting her decision to kiss me. It had been a moment of weakness on both our parts but I couldn’t stand the look she was giving me.

Using my hand on the small of her back I pulled her back against me and tilted her chin up to me with the other. The moment her eyes started to close I slipped that hand under her long dark hair and drew her lips back to mine.

Unlike our first kiss this one wasn’t rushed. It was slow and deliberate. I found her mouth and sipped at it. Opening her lips with mine, I teased at her bottom lip with my tongue. Teasing her.

Tasting her.

Finally she relaxed in my arms and her tongue came out to explore mine.

It was all that was needed for the dam to burst. Need flooded me. So white hot that I couldn’t breathe, unless I was breathing in her.

She was all I suddenly needed. Her body and her lips.

Her.

Cassie, my wife who I told myself I hated was suddenly all I could think about. The last time I had blind passion was in this hospital. It should be different but I couldn’t tell how. And it wasn’t just the feel of her soft body that was driving me insane. Although that was part of it. A big part. She had the kind of body made to be worshipped.

And I wanted to be the one to worship her.

On my knees , or-

Scooping her up , I hooked my arms under her ass. Lifting her so I could plunder her mouth more fully. I didn’t want there to be an inch of her that my mouth didn’t taste.

With a moan Cassie wrapped her legs around my waist. Rubbing the damp heat between her legs against me.

My next groan was more animalistic. Holding her close I didn’t break the kiss as I took the few steps back towards the bed. Laying her down gently I fell half on top of her.

Deepening the kiss even more I pulled her leg up and over my hip so I could grind against her. Under me Cassie’s eyes widened and her lips parted in the smallest of moans that seemed to spiral straight to my cock which throbbed at the sound.

I flexed my hips, cursing the material that parted us. I wanted to be inside of her so bad that I couldn’t think straight.

There was nothing but Cassie in my brain. She was consuming me and I was ok with that. As long as she kept kissing me back and making those little breathy sounds then I would die a happy man.

Sucking her bottom lip into my mouth I worried it between my teeth. Pulling it hard away from her gums and with the other hand I cupped her naked breast.

It fit so perfectly in my hand. The hard little nipple brushing against my palm.

Finally leaving her lips , I began to kiss my way down over her jaw and down the slender column of her throat.

Cassie moaned again, her head thrown back to give me easier access to her skin. I took my time , teasing her in all the places where her breath hitched and moving over the places she didn’t seem to like.

Her body was so reactive. And it drove me crazy with need.

Finally I came to her breast. Swiping my tongue against the straining nipple I lapped at it until she arched her back, it was only when she was panting. Her hands tangled into my hair as she guided me to it.

I sucked her tit into my mouth hard. Using my tongue to tease it up to a diamond hard point.

And she tasted like she smelt.

Heady and sweet. Like the richest of chocolate melting against my tongue.

The taste of Cassie was addictive and I was well on my way to being a junky but it wasn’t enough. I needed more and so did Cassie. I could tell by the way her breath kept catching.

Coming off of breast with a wet pop I lifted myself back to her. Hovering so our faces were just inches apart I teased my hand into the open triangle of her pants.

Her mound was bare and smooth as she lifted her hips to me, parting her legs to give me easier access.

The moment I slipped my fingers against her wetness my wolf raised his head and growled. But this wasn’t his time it was mine and I pushed him back down.

Teasing at her entrance I dipped a finger into her as far as it would go and she was tight. Tight and warm and wet.

The feel of Cassie gripped my finger was heaven and I couldn’t wait to sink deep into her but first I wanted to-

Keeping my eyes on hers, I lifted the finger glistening with her juices to my mouth and sucked it between my lips.

Her taste exploded against my tongue. More than addictive she tasted like home. I froze.

This was wrong. Wrong in so many ways. It shouldn’t be this way.

Not because I didn’t want her but because I remembered that woman and that night. Memory haunted me from the beginning.

Yes we were married. But I claimed to myself that I’ve found my real mate. She’s supposed to be Megan.

This was a nightmare.

I jumped backwards. Leaving her there laying wide eyed in shock on the bed and then I ran and I didn’t look back.