Craving Tori: White Timber Pack(10)

I’m a sweaty mess, my hair has fallen out of my ponytail and is now sticking to the side of my face. I’m breathing roughly as I watch Ryan in front of me. He’s going to make his move to pin me to the ground, again. Newsflash, that’s not going to happen. He comes at me and gets a hold of me. I turn quickly and grab his arm, throwing my weight into it and throw him over my back, pinning him to the ground.

He looks up at me in surprise.

“Wow,” he mutters in shock. I finally got him on his back.

I grin down at him, staring at his lip. I don’t know what comes over me, but I lean down and touch his lips with my own. My lips lightly touching his at first, then I apply more pressure to the kiss. He groans, fisting my hair with one hand with his other hand on my hip. I can’t help myself and grind into him. He breaks the kiss, breathing roughly. He stares up at me with lust-filled his eyes.

“Don’t start something, Tori. I can only take so much right now.” He roughly pants.

I bite my bottom lip between my teeth as I stare down at him.

“I want to start something... Ryan, I want you.” My voice breathless. His eyes widen, he licks his now dry lips.

“Are you sure?” I nod my head. I’m a hundred percent ready for him. I want him so badly, I ache.

I lean my head down and kiss him again. He shifts and leans us forwards. Without breaking the kiss, he lifts us both off the ground and walks towards the house. God, he’s so strong. My insides melt. He breaks the kiss once we’re standing in front of the back door. He looks down at me with a grin.

“Can you turn the handle?” he asks.

I bite my lip the nod my head. I reach down and turn the handle, pushing the door lightly with my hand. He walks inside and closes the door with his foot. He stops and you can see him listening to see if anyone is home. Wolf hearing must rock. He grins down at me.

“My parents aren’t home,” he whispers, brushing his nose against mine.

My insides flutter knowing we’re here all alone. He heads toward the stairs and climbs up them with me still nestled in his arms. Once we’re upstairs, he marches over to his door, entering his room with a smile. He places me down on the bed and jumps over to his door, closing it and locking it. We’re both sweaty right now and I could care less. I want him as much as he wants me, if not more right now. I crave his touch just as he’s craving mine.

I shyly look up at Ryan standing beside the bed. His eyes glowing, his wolf close to the surface. It’s hot as hell, seeing his eyes glow with such need for me. I want him to strip down, I want to see his body in all its glory. It’s almost like he can read my mind. He whips off his shirt and throws it on the floor before moving to his shorts. His arms lean forward, taking them down his legs. He steps out of them and stands tall. My mouth drops open taking in the sheer size of him. Holy crap! How is that supposed to fit inside of me?

He can sense my hesitation. He gives a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, love, it’ll fit. You’re made for me. I’ll go slow and make you feel amazing,” he growls.

My body vibrates with need. He stocks closer and leans down, kissing my lips softly before releasing them. He leans away from me with a sheepish smile on his face while his eyes roam over me. “Well, it seems you’re overdressed,” he rumbles. My insides heat up even further. My eyes trained on his delicious body. I lick my dry lips, which causes him to groan.

He gets on the bed and his hands touch the sides of my shorts. He brings them down my legs and lightly growls when he sees my lace panties.

“Damn,” he grunts.

My cheeks flush while his eyes devour my body, hungrily. He lifts me up in a sitting position and takes off my shirt. Then he reaches around me and unties my bra, removing it and causing my breasts bounce free. He groans before leaning down, taking one nipple into his mouth as he cups my other breast with his hand. The sensation of his tongue lapping around my nipple is enough to drive me insane.

“Oh my God,” I moan heavily. My body trying to grind against him, craving more.

He releases my nipple, the popping sound from his mouth is heard around the room. He tilts his head up and smirks at me before diving to my other breast. He latches on and sucks hard.

I ache with a need I’ve never felt before.

“Shit, that feels good,” I groan, not even recognizing my own voice. My tone is so needy, but my body feels so alive. He releases my nipple and heads south, kissing my body as he moves down to the edge of my panties. He growls softly at the lacy hem, inhaling deep, his tongue swiping out and touching the skin just above my undies.

“Fuck, you smell so sweet,” he murmurs lightly. I feel his breath against me as he pants. “I have to taste you,” he says, looking up at me. “Can I taste this sweet pussy of yours, mate?” his voice is full of need.

I bite my lip, unsure of what to say. Even if I knew what to say, I don’t think I could form the words. My throat feels thick enough, speech is not an option

I nod my head and he smiles at me while removing my panties, taking them down my legs painfully slow. My insides clench, aching for his tongue to lap at me, to feel what it’s like. I’ve heard Elizabeth mention that it’s the best feeling in the world. I’ve never had that done to me before. So, I’m clueless on how it’ll feel.

Once he discards my undies on the floor, he leans down, spreading my legs wider. He places a soft kiss to each thigh before he moves in closer, his tongue sneaking out, lightly touching my clit. My body jerks.