Maisie
"Good girl, my Lycan moaned. "Stroke him. Make him lose control."
My fingers ran along the thick length of him for a split second and Jericho's hips bucked into me before sanity returned.
Oh my god. What am I doing?! I yanked my hand back like I'd been burned, face flaming. "I'm sorry—I don't know why I—"
But the words barely left my mouth A brutal, electric jolt slammed through my core. Need flooded me so violently I felt like I would die if I wasn't filled right now.
I leaped at him like a woman crazed, wrapping my legs around his waist and crashing my mouth against his. I kissed him like a starving animal, tongue deep, desperate, grinding my soaked core against the hard bulge in his pants.
My body pulsed with the contact, and I broke from the kiss, a raw, needy grunt tearing from my throat as my sensitive nipples dragged across his chest.
"More," my Lycan demanded.
