Page 317 of His Hungry Wolf

“Hey, how did your mattress feel?”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know. Mine was a little hard. Not bad or anything. I was just wondering how yours was.”

Nero stared at me for a second.

“Did you wanna see?”

“I guess for comparison,” I said unable to contain my smile.

“Then, let’s go,” Nero said getting up and taking my hand.

As we crossed the living room to the stairs, my heart thumped. There was no question what I wanted to happen next. I was in love with Nero. I wanted him to be my first. And approaching his bedroom, electricity danced across my skin with anticipation.

Flicking on the soft nightstand lights, we entered. Nero sat on the bed first.

“I don’t know. It feels pretty good to me. What do you think?”

I sat next to him allowing our arms to brush against one another.

“It’s nice,” I said suddenly at a loss for words.

“You know I like you, right?” Nero said leaning even closer. “I’ve never met anyone like you. When I think of you, I think about forever. I said I was falling in love with you, but it’s too late. I think I’m in love…”

That was when I kissed him. Throwing my legs around his waist I sat in his lap pushing my body against his. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I turned my attention to our kiss. Seeming thrown for a second, he quickly took control.

Pushing his fingers through my hair, he gripped and tugged. I loved it. Pressing his chest against mine, he parted our lips and pushed in his tongue. Finding mine, they danced. I lost myself in the sensation. Whipped away to another world all I could think about was our kiss. I wanted more. I wanted the two of us to become one.

Without thinking, I found myself grinding my open legs against his torso. I couldn’t help it. The sensation felt too good. The mix of it and the kiss was a drug that I was immediately addicted to. So, when Nero reached down and stripped off my shirt, I did the same needing the full radiance of his body heat.

Shirtless, Nero scooped his arm under my ass and lifted me like it was nothing. Laying me onto the bed, he reached for the button on my pants. I untwined my legs letting him. With only my underwear left, he moved back up my body. Climbing on top of me, he glided his hands up my sides and onto my arms before pinning my hands on the bed above me.

Unable to resist, he stared at me knowing that I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to. I didn’t. I wanted to be exactly here. But, I wanted to get my hands on his body. And the fact that I couldn’t, made me want him more.

Mercifully, Nero leaned down and kissed my lips. It was only for a second. He then kissed his way to my ear and my neck. Giving him full access, he then moved to my shoulder and then my chest.

When he got to my nipple, he bit it. The sensation sent shockwaves through me. It hurt but the pain felt good. I wanted him to stop as much as I wanted him to do it again.

When he released my hands and traveled lower, I reached for him and massaged his head. Without realizing it, I was pushing him further down. I couldn’t forget how his lips had felt around my cock. It had been the greatest sexual experience of my life.

When his face got to my underwear, he rubbed his nose along my hard cock. Through the cloth, he took it into his mouth. The heat of it made my chest lift. When he finally pulled down my underwear and wrapped his large hands around my balls, I was twitching in desperate need of him.

Returning his lips to my tip, I ached for him. Taking my head into his mouth, I gripped the sheets. It was about then that he let go of my balls and rounded my ass.

Pushing into my cheeks, he found my hole. Massaging it, he lowered his mouth swallowing my cock. Everything he was doing was separating me from my body. I had to fight with everything I had to remain conscious.

Pressing my hole harder, I hoped I knew what would happen next. Releasing my cock, I heard him ask, “Yes?”

“Yes!” I moaned wanting him inside of me.

As if I had done something wrong, he let me go. The sudden loss of him caused me to open my eyes and look for him. On his knees, he was removing the last of his clothes. With his monster springing out, I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.

I followed it as he climbed over me and reached for the nightstand. When Nero returned and squirted the contents of a bottle into his palm, I knew this was it.

Nero didn’t disappoint. Slipping an arm under my knee, he rolled me onto my back. With my ass opening for him, he pushed his fingers onto my hole. His lube made it easier.

Applying pressure until his slick finger entered me, I yelped. Leaving it there until I relaxed around it, he gently removed it and worked his way on top of me.