Look Inside Wolf Submission 1: Ruined Innocence

"Take your fingers out, baby," he says.

She keens, reluctant to part with the pleasure, but manages to pull her fingers free with a little whine.

"Lie down flat on the bed and hold your legs wide open for me."

She scrambles to follow orders, not having time to be embarrassed over how naked and exposed she feels. She is, however, starting to feel a little cold from being naked for so long.

"Have you ever let anyone see you like this, Anna?" he asks and she shakes her head quickly. His hot palms are tracing over her ankle and up her leg, curving down to her inner thigh.

Her breath hitches and stops.

"Have you ever let anyone touch you like this?" he continues.

She shakes her head again and he hums in response, pleased by her answer. He rubs the inside of her thighs, his stubble scratching her delicate skin there to make it redden instantly.

"And you won't, would you, baby? Cause you belong to me now," he rumbles. "Every inch of you belongs to me," he says.

She feels as though everywhere his hands and lip touches is catching on fire. Blood hums beneath her veins and her tight heat is throbbing with the need for something hard and hot inside it. She whimpers. She finds herself bucking her hips up, trying to coax him into putting his mouth between her legs where she wants them most.

"Answer me, Anna."

"I'm yours," she answers instantly.

His chest rumbles in satisfaction and she hisses in pleasure when his fingers ghost over the throbbing lips between her legs and spread her open.

Her head falls back into the pillow and she is wheezing, breathing through her mouth instead of her nose because she doesn't remember how to inhale suddenly.

"Breathe, baby," he says, his tone turning low and soothing. "That's right," he rumbles. "Good girl," he says and turns his attention back between her legs. He's back to spreading her open again and he seems satisfied with just that, pinching her pussy lips and opening her up, watching intently without making any progress.

His hot breath tingles on her skin and her inner walls tremble. He smirks as though he knows exactly what he's doing to her.

"Hold still," he whispers, pressing his palms to her inner thighs to keep her spread open. She whimpers in protest.

"Jav- Jav- don't," she begs, trembling when he breaths against her opening, warm air brushing over too-sensitive skin, driving her crazy with arousal.

"You'll like it, I promise,' he says.

"Jav!"

But his tongue is already moving, circling her entrance and lapping at it like it is coated in sugar. The flat of his tongue is textured and rough, rubbing all the way up to her clit before flicking off. He does this again and again, making a satisfied sound deep in his throat that vibrates all the way up her spine to melting her brain. She arches further into his touch rather than away, her own fingers curling on the underside of her knees to keep her legs spread open despite the tensing muscles on her inner thighs, trying to close them together.

He presses his face more insistently into her heat, tongue sliding up and over her clit, and then sliding back down, delving inwards and spearing into her with the wet organ.

"Oh! Oh!" she cries out, fingers tightening on her thighs hard enough to hurt. She flexes her fingers against her flesh and resists the urge to pull away. It feels so good that it's almost unbearable.

Then, he adds a finger to join his tongue and she gasps as pleasure courses up her spine like an electric current.

"Oh! Oh!" she cries out. She was right earlier. His finger feels so much better than her own. He slides his finger knuckle-deep inside her as his tongue continues to work on her clit and lap up the juices leaking from her tight heat. "Please, please," she gasps.