needed this, needed him. And she was going to take everything he had to give. Whether it lasted or not. Fallon was going to enjoy every sensation Ransom caused.
***
Somewhere along the way he’d lost his own control while trying to get Fallon to relinquish hers. Ransom hadn’t meant to let his baser side take over but the thought of Fallon giving herself to anyone else had tapped into something that he kept buried. His roar had been out of frustration and his chasing her had come from instinct. In that moment, Fallon had been prey and all he could think about was catching her, making her face the fact that time and what they didn’t or didn’t know about one another no longer mattered. They were, quite simply, meant for one another. And he should’ve known it the moment he felt a tug in his chest just from looking at a simple picture of her. Should’ve understood what the pull was when he caught the unadorned scent of her skin.
He wasn’t in love...at least not yet. Realistically it would take them way more time to get there but he knew it would happen. Right now he just understood what she was to him and he accepted it because the moment he touched her, kissed her, his nomadic urges faded like they never existed. She amused him, frustrated him and touched something in him that no one else had access to. She was his and he’d make her see that one way or another.
When she emitted a rumbling growl as his palms snaked up the back of her t-shirt his balls drew up tightly. Ransom wanted her more than his next breath. The way her tongue met his, the taste of the orange juice she’d had for breakfast filling his mouth, made his dick stiffen with unrelenting need. He wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off her feet and enjoying how soft she was compared to him, how small.
His heart hammered in pace with her own as she wrapped her legs around his waist, aligning her pelvis with his and rocking into him. Ransom’s hands connected with the rise of her ass, encouraging her to continue her slow grind against him.
Her fingers found a spot at the base of his skull and lightly scratched. He jerked back with a gasp at the sensation, placing his forehead against her own as he tried to tamp down on the urge to fuck her up against a tree. They needed to stop before things got out of hand.
“Wait a second, Fal...just...wait...” Ransom’s pants grew harsh as she continued to run her fingertips over that spot.
She nodded. “Okay...okay...” Then the evil female leaned towards his shoulder, found a tendon in his neck and nipped it ever so lightly. It was more than enough. Ransom gripped her loose hair and pulled her head back for the onslaught of his lips; sucking her gasp down his throat as he thrust his tongue into her mouth without a second thought. He kissed her so hard that their teeth clicked together and he couldn’t be bothered to care.
Ransom dropped to his knees, Fallon’s supple form still encased in his hold before he leaned forward and pressed her back to the dirt of the forest floor, lying between her thighs. He moved his hips and she arched into him, groaning. The scent of her arousal was strong enough to cause the last bit of his own control to die.
Finding the bottom of her t-shirt, he pulled it upwards and froze at the sight of her pretty nut-brown skin encased in lilac colored lace.
“Fallon...” His hands trembled, reverently running over the beautifully formed globes, his palms scraping against her beaded nipples.
“My...guilty pleasure...” She panted gripping his wrists and bringing his hands back to her breasts. “Please...”
With a flick of his fingers the bra opened and her flesh spilled forth. Ransom bit his lip at the sight, wincing
***
Somewhere along the way he’d lost his own control while trying to get Fallon to relinquish hers. Ransom hadn’t meant to let his baser side take over but the thought of Fallon giving herself to anyone else had tapped into something that he kept buried. His roar had been out of frustration and his chasing her had come from instinct. In that moment, Fallon had been prey and all he could think about was catching her, making her face the fact that time and what they didn’t or didn’t know about one another no longer mattered. They were, quite simply, meant for one another. And he should’ve known it the moment he felt a tug in his chest just from looking at a simple picture of her. Should’ve understood what the pull was when he caught the unadorned scent of her skin.
He wasn’t in love...at least not yet. Realistically it would take them way more time to get there but he knew it would happen. Right now he just understood what she was to him and he accepted it because the moment he touched her, kissed her, his nomadic urges faded like they never existed. She amused him, frustrated him and touched something in him that no one else had access to. She was his and he’d make her see that one way or another.
When she emitted a rumbling growl as his palms snaked up the back of her t-shirt his balls drew up tightly. Ransom wanted her more than his next breath. The way her tongue met his, the taste of the orange juice she’d had for breakfast filling his mouth, made his dick stiffen with unrelenting need. He wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off her feet and enjoying how soft she was compared to him, how small.
His heart hammered in pace with her own as she wrapped her legs around his waist, aligning her pelvis with his and rocking into him. Ransom’s hands connected with the rise of her ass, encouraging her to continue her slow grind against him.
Her fingers found a spot at the base of his skull and lightly scratched. He jerked back with a gasp at the sensation, placing his forehead against her own as he tried to tamp down on the urge to fuck her up against a tree. They needed to stop before things got out of hand.
“Wait a second, Fal...just...wait...” Ransom’s pants grew harsh as she continued to run her fingertips over that spot.
She nodded. “Okay...okay...” Then the evil female leaned towards his shoulder, found a tendon in his neck and nipped it ever so lightly. It was more than enough. Ransom gripped her loose hair and pulled her head back for the onslaught of his lips; sucking her gasp down his throat as he thrust his tongue into her mouth without a second thought. He kissed her so hard that their teeth clicked together and he couldn’t be bothered to care.
Ransom dropped to his knees, Fallon’s supple form still encased in his hold before he leaned forward and pressed her back to the dirt of the forest floor, lying between her thighs. He moved his hips and she arched into him, groaning. The scent of her arousal was strong enough to cause the last bit of his own control to die.
Finding the bottom of her t-shirt, he pulled it upwards and froze at the sight of her pretty nut-brown skin encased in lilac colored lace.
“Fallon...” His hands trembled, reverently running over the beautifully formed globes, his palms scraping against her beaded nipples.
“My...guilty pleasure...” She panted gripping his wrists and bringing his hands back to her breasts. “Please...”
With a flick of his fingers the bra opened and her flesh spilled forth. Ransom bit his lip at the sight, wincing
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