me the other night?"
Lorelei gasped. “You know that's not true, Warrick. Please.” She closed her eyes and shook her head in denial.
“What I know, sugar? Huh?” He gave her a hard shake. “You tell me right now what I know."
He turned and pinned her roughly against the door. His eyes seemed to glow like the night sky in the moonlit room. His lips came down roughly on hers. He devoured her mouth as the relentless kiss went on. His hot tongue gave no quarter as he plundered her sensitive mouth. Her nipples hardened against his chest.
She couldn't think, and she couldn't get her hand to her amulet.
* * * *
His beast was running this show. He wanted her so bad. She was his ! How dare she spend the night with some other man?
It didn't matter that she and Renaud had known each other for more than a decade. It didn't matter that they'd spent countless nights together before she'd ever met him. It didn't even matter that he'd taken her virginity only two nights prior.
He crushed her between his hard body and the door as he grabbed both her wrists in his hands.
“You shouldn't try to play with grown men, little girl. Now look what you went and done.” He rolled his hips, bringing his hard erection against her. He yanked her arms above her head and transferred both wrists to one of his big hands.
Lorelei's eyes were large and round in her face. His eyes glittering blue points at her as he held her gaze.
“Wearin’ a bra today, sugar? I don't believe I've ever seen you wear one."
With his free hand, War reached up and grabbed the neck of her thin cotton blouse. With one tug the sleeveless shell separated at the shoulders as he ripped it off of her. Her medallion and chain came off with it. When he saw that she was wearing a bra, he ripped that off too.
“You won't need that, anyhow, petit, ” he growled.
“Please, don't ... Warrick, what are you doing?” she pleaded.
“Why chéri, I'm doing just what I did night before last. Don't you remember? You told me, ‘I like that Warrick, I like it',” he lowered his mouth to her ear. “I'm just doin’ what you said you like.” His voice was low and rough. He didn't know how he could still speak. He could clearly hear the angry dog snarling in his mind.
He hooked a finger at the waist of her shorts and tugged. They unsnapped and unzipped and he guided them down her hips.
“No cartoons?” he asked, glancing down at her white panties. Before she could even think of answering, he fastened his mouth on one of her breasts and sucked hard, then nibbled at her nipple.
When she cried out he laved it with his tongue and demanded, “You like dat, chéri ? Better tell me if you do!” He nipped again and she moaned. “Tell me, chéri !” he insisted. “Won't kiss your other pretty breast if you don't tell me you like it. Now do you like it?” he ground out.
She groaned and cried out, “Yes, yes, I like it!"
“Good girl,” he growled, transferring his attentions to her other breast.
His thigh was between her legs now, supporting her. He unsnapped his jeans and pulled out his large erection. He rubbed it on her tummy.
“Lookie there what you went and done, sugar,” he said lazily. He held his large cock in his hand and squeezed it, moving his hand up and down on it casually. “You gonna help me out with this, chéri ? You ain't too tired from Renaud, no?"
War snatched her up and turned her, moving a few steps forward. He set her on her feet facing the high, rolled arm of her couch.
With one tug, she was bent over and he was moving her panties down over her hips. He began placing heated kisses on her spine, licking and kissing until he reached the cleft at the top of her rear.
“No, Warrick, don't. Please. Not like this,” she sobbed. He ignored her.
He put a large palm on each rounded cheek and pulled them apart. He licked her from the tiny rosette buried between her cheeks all the way to her clit. He did this again and again until she was moaning
Lorelei gasped. “You know that's not true, Warrick. Please.” She closed her eyes and shook her head in denial.
“What I know, sugar? Huh?” He gave her a hard shake. “You tell me right now what I know."
He turned and pinned her roughly against the door. His eyes seemed to glow like the night sky in the moonlit room. His lips came down roughly on hers. He devoured her mouth as the relentless kiss went on. His hot tongue gave no quarter as he plundered her sensitive mouth. Her nipples hardened against his chest.
She couldn't think, and she couldn't get her hand to her amulet.
* * * *
His beast was running this show. He wanted her so bad. She was his ! How dare she spend the night with some other man?
It didn't matter that she and Renaud had known each other for more than a decade. It didn't matter that they'd spent countless nights together before she'd ever met him. It didn't even matter that he'd taken her virginity only two nights prior.
He crushed her between his hard body and the door as he grabbed both her wrists in his hands.
“You shouldn't try to play with grown men, little girl. Now look what you went and done.” He rolled his hips, bringing his hard erection against her. He yanked her arms above her head and transferred both wrists to one of his big hands.
Lorelei's eyes were large and round in her face. His eyes glittering blue points at her as he held her gaze.
“Wearin’ a bra today, sugar? I don't believe I've ever seen you wear one."
With his free hand, War reached up and grabbed the neck of her thin cotton blouse. With one tug the sleeveless shell separated at the shoulders as he ripped it off of her. Her medallion and chain came off with it. When he saw that she was wearing a bra, he ripped that off too.
“You won't need that, anyhow, petit, ” he growled.
“Please, don't ... Warrick, what are you doing?” she pleaded.
“Why chéri, I'm doing just what I did night before last. Don't you remember? You told me, ‘I like that Warrick, I like it',” he lowered his mouth to her ear. “I'm just doin’ what you said you like.” His voice was low and rough. He didn't know how he could still speak. He could clearly hear the angry dog snarling in his mind.
He hooked a finger at the waist of her shorts and tugged. They unsnapped and unzipped and he guided them down her hips.
“No cartoons?” he asked, glancing down at her white panties. Before she could even think of answering, he fastened his mouth on one of her breasts and sucked hard, then nibbled at her nipple.
When she cried out he laved it with his tongue and demanded, “You like dat, chéri ? Better tell me if you do!” He nipped again and she moaned. “Tell me, chéri !” he insisted. “Won't kiss your other pretty breast if you don't tell me you like it. Now do you like it?” he ground out.
She groaned and cried out, “Yes, yes, I like it!"
“Good girl,” he growled, transferring his attentions to her other breast.
His thigh was between her legs now, supporting her. He unsnapped his jeans and pulled out his large erection. He rubbed it on her tummy.
“Lookie there what you went and done, sugar,” he said lazily. He held his large cock in his hand and squeezed it, moving his hand up and down on it casually. “You gonna help me out with this, chéri ? You ain't too tired from Renaud, no?"
War snatched her up and turned her, moving a few steps forward. He set her on her feet facing the high, rolled arm of her couch.
With one tug, she was bent over and he was moving her panties down over her hips. He began placing heated kisses on her spine, licking and kissing until he reached the cleft at the top of her rear.
“No, Warrick, don't. Please. Not like this,” she sobbed. He ignored her.
He put a large palm on each rounded cheek and pulled them apart. He licked her from the tiny rosette buried between her cheeks all the way to her clit. He did this again and again until she was moaning
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