No, I can’t let it distract me.
“Lilith…” I wrench my mouth from hers. My hips buck into her hand, needing more of her addictive touch. “I need to know.”
“No, you don’t. Because whatever the answer is, it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want you to be gentle. Even if it hurts. Even if you’re too big to fit?—”
“It’ll fucking fit.”
It’s a threat. It’s a promise.
But instead of fearing me, Lilith nods. “I don’t care, just don’t be gentle.”
The trust she has in me sends more blood rushing down my body.
“There’s another reason why your virginity matters.” I don’t nip at her lip anymore. I suck and lick it.
“Tell me.” The scent of her arousal is strong, as intoxicating as her taste.
I shove a hand up her shirt, beneath her bra. Her hard nipple has my balls pulling tight, my body aching for relief.
“I want to be your first.” I dip my head to her ear. “I don’t care how it sounds. How messed up. I. Want. It.”
“You like my pussy that much?”
That filthy word on her lips, goddammit.
“Yes,” I groan.
“Just my pussy?” Her question ends with a low, husky moan after I coax another orgasm out of her.
I don’t speak as I watch her writhing. My eyes roam over her swollen mouth and how gorgeous she is when she lets go and comes for me.
When she’s done, I ask, “What do you think?”
“You like my palm too.” She does that thing again, where she strokes my slit. It takes everything in me not to empty myself all over her palm. “And you really like my fingers.”
My mouth trails over her cheek, her jawline, then her neck. While my lips trace the delicious rhythm of her pulse, I go back to fucking her little hand.
After a few minutes of giving her pleasure, I draw my lips away, less than an inch, to blow warm air on her skin.
Her shivers and the hitch of her breath as she rides my hand get me hard to the point of pain.
“What else?” I grit out.
“My breasts.” She arches her back, pumping me faster. “I’m pretty sure you like them too.”
“Fucking love them.” One smirk against her neck, and I move my head back so I can watch her. “All of you, little devil. The answer is, I likeallof you.”
Chest heaving, she stares back at me as I pry her hand off my dick. She doesn’t say a word as I manhandle her to face the brick wall, guiding both her hands to flatten against it, then angle her head to the side.
That way, I can keep looking at her, and Christ. Beautiful doesn’t cut it.
“Tell me your last name.” Her jeans are tight, but I have no problem yanking them down to her knees, spreading her legs enough that when I tilt her hips up, I see her soaked, inviting hole. “Tell me if I’m your first.”
“I’ll tell you something else.” Concern flashes in her hooded eyes. “I’m not on the pill.”
The flesh of her hip molds under my grip, which has grown merciless in the span of seconds.
That’s how feral she’s turned me into. With a few words, Lilith has triggered something so primal, so raw in me, and now all I can think about is filling her with my seed. With my babies.