The Powerful Pride of an Immortal (Immortal Supers Book 4) Kurtis Eckstein (psychology books to read TXT) 📖

her hands still in between her thighs and guided one of them underneath my shirt, all while our lips remained locked.

She finally worked up the courage to feel my stomach, and then reached up to feel my chest, moaning as she did so. In response, I returned my hand to cup her face briefly before slowly tracing my fingers down her neck, running them along her collar bone, and then slipping down her shirt.

She really liked that.

And I quickly realized she loved it when I squeezed firmly, her breathing so heavy now that she was almost unable to kiss anymore. Thus I broke away a little and started kissing her cheek, followed by her jaw, only to travel down her neck while she attempted to catch her breath.

“C-Can I have a h-hickey?” she stuttered.

I grinned against her smooth skin, before sucking gently.

“Uhh!” she moaned. “Oh, shit, yes.”

I didn’t want to give her any more that would be visible, so I moved lower and began sucking on spots around her upper chest, knowing normal shirts would hide them, not that she would have them long anyway. She was grasping my head now, running her fingers through my hair while I sucked.

Deciding to go a little further, I reached down and unbuttoned her pants with one hand, not hesitating to ease my fingers inside to feel the front of the red silk thong she was wearing. She moaned and even began whimpering as I began feeling around, teasing her by only brushing against her most sensitive spots for barely a second at a time.

Finally, when I felt like she was more than warmed up enough, I pulled away with a grin.

She looked at me in confusion again, both her face and chest having a reddish hue now.

“Time for the backseat,” I said, my tone a little firm.

She gulped, her lavender eyes wide.

“Backseat,” I repeated more firmly.

Her trembling picked up again as she tried to do as I asked, seeming to struggle to make her arms and legs work like she wanted. A car drove past then, but I wasn’t worried about it. My windows were darkly tinted, and no one else would be stopping in this location, since there was only one spot to pull off.

Once she finally managed to begin climbing back, I grabbed her hips to stop her while her butt was right next to my head, her hands holding herself up on the backseat. She trembled more as I reached for the lip of her leather pants and began tugging them down, revealing her bare skin thanks to the red thong covering so little.

Leaning forward to kiss her a little and give her another hickey, I then smacked her just hard enough to make a sound and told her to go have a seat. In the meantime, I used an astral limb to slide the passenger’s seat forward as far as it would go, followed by doing the same to my seat while I climbed back, kneeling on the floor directly in front of her.

She still had her leather pants about halfway down her thighs, appearing so nervous she almost looked scared.

“Want to stop here?” I asked gently.

She immediately shook her head.

I smirked, leaning toward her, until I was supporting my weight on the seat while whispering in her ear. “Want me to pop that cherry?” I asked as seductively as I could manage, my voice heavy.

She whimpered.

I kissed her on the earlobe, and then began sucking on it, pulling one of the diamond studs into my mouth a few times, only to nibble the end and work my way along her jawline, gently biting her skin. My hand then began working in between her legs, rubbing her in all the right spots before reaching to ease her thong down a little.

She lifted up her butt when she realized what I was wanting, still breathing heavily while I teased her with kisses on her neck.

I wasn’t sure if Heidi was going to enjoy feeling a little restrained, but I figured I’d give it a try by leaving her leather pants on, pulled down to the middle of her thigh, while putting my hands underneath her knees to lift them up.

I then positioned myself in between them so that her leather-clad knees were pushing against the sides of my chest, with most of my weight supported by my arm next to her head. At this point, it seemed like she was just trying to focus on her breathing, unable to do anything other than just let stuff happen. She was bent in such a way that she probably wouldn’t feel comfortable if I put too much pressure on her knees, but her legs were still far enough away from her body that it wasn’t affecting her breathing at all.

No, she was just super nervous.

Reaching down with my left hand to unbutton my own pants and free myself, I began rubbing her again between her thighs, her bare skin against mine.

She gasped from the sensation, her bottom lip trembling as I continued to rub, only to finally begin putting pressure against her. I was a little surprised by how easy it was, us suddenly being connected, with her only wincing a little, even though it was her first time. But after that, her already flushed face only became more passionate, feeling me inside of her.

Sliding her knees down a little against my sides, I leaned forward to meet her lips, beginning to slowly get to work.

“Oh, Sam,” she moaned against my mouth. “Shit. Oh, shit.” She strained her legs, trying to spread them further apart, but unable to because of her leather pants. “Oh, yes, please,” she whimpered, straining even more, sliding her butt down a little further. “Please,” she begged.

I got there first, shoving my head next to her shoulder, but the second she realized what was happening, it turned her on so much that she immediately followed, accidentally screaming and then clamping her hand over her mouth as she