Page 31 of Blizzards and Brews
Maybe this was exactly the step we needed.
Her nervous looks shifted to determination
“Yes,” she said before she was pulling me back toward the pile of our sleeping bags and tugging me down with her so I landed on top of her. We both let out a startled laugh before our mouths met again.
This time I didn’t hold myself back, I focused only on her. My arms were braced so I kept my weight off of her as my teeth tugged at her bottom lip. Having her with me was exactly what I always wanted. I wasn’t about to take it for granted.
The heat crept back up slowly taking the kiss from something sweet and soft to desperate and needy
“Ollie,” she whimpered as I moved from her lips to her neck, taking in greedy gulps of her scent and leaving a trail of teasing bites over her sensitive skin.
“Lindsay, can I taste you?” I begged as I pulled away to look down at her. She was gorgeous like this. Her hair fanned around the makeshift bed, her lips were swollen from our kisses, iris and amber mixed with my own scent, and her cheeks flushed.
“God, yes,” she breathed out, no hesitation in her voice this time.
My finger started to fumble with her button but Spencer was there helping, assisting only enough for me to get her jeans unbuttoned so I could tug them down, along with her panties.
Her legs fell open for me and I took a second to stare down at her. She was gorgeous but I wanted to see all of her.
“Take her shirt off,” I demanded, looking at Spencer. He let out a low chuckle but moved closer.
“You won’t be calling the shots for long, Ollie,” he warned but he did as I asked, freeing Lindsay of her shirt and bra so I could see her.
“You’re gorgeous,” I praised. “Even sexier than I imagined. And I imagined this a lot.”
She let out a shocked laugh at my words but it turned into a gasp as I dove forward, burying my face in her pussy. Lindsay was already wet for me and I let out a rumble of satisfaction before my tongue was pushing into her core.
“Fuck,” she gasped, her legs clamping around my head and her hands going to my hair as I tongue-fucked her like a man starved.
I’d never tasted anyone before her and I knew I’d be ruined for anyone after. She was mine and if this didn’t show her, I didn’t know what would.
I turned my focus to her clit, sucking hard on it as I pushed two fingers inside of her, using my tongue and fingers to drive her crazy. All those years reading articles and preparing for this moment were completely worth it.
She rode my face and hand without holding back. It was fucking glorious.
It wasn’t long before her body was clenching around my fingers and her scent was flooding the room.
That was it for me, my restraint gone as the heat pulled me into its grasp.
I completely lost it, grinding my hips into the bed beneath and she drowned me with her release. Groaning, I quickened my movements not wanting to waste a single drop.
Pleasure licked up my spine as I joined her, soaring over the edge at the mere taste of her release and the knowledge that I was the one to give her this pleasure.
It was hot. Too hot. And I needed more, my pants now uncomfortable from the mess I’d made.
I shoved them down with one hand, not wanting to leave the holy land I’d found myself tasting.
“Naughty omega,” Spencer said with a groan. “Getting off on tasting our girl. You need more, don’t you, sweets?”
Even though I’d just come, I was already hard again, the aching inside me nowhere near satisfied.
“Alpha, please.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you,” he assured.
Spencer settled behind me, his bare skin covering every inch of my back and as he moved me over Lindsay, I knew they’d fulfill their promise.
Chapter Twelve