Tasting 90

90-Kiss My Other Lips

Nora:

Did you really have some work in the council’s office or was it a plan–,” I didn’t even have to finish

asking him that question and he explained this journey to me in a short sentence.

“I wanted to take you out,” he said and my heart sank in my chest. I sank into my seat, wondering if

by taking me out he really meant what I thought he meant or if there was any other meaning behind

it.

“It’s not a date,” he explained himself and my smile faded away. It wasn’t every night that his car.

“Why didn’t we travel by bike tonight?” I inquired.

“I wanted to take you around and show you the pack at night on my bike, but dad got all protective

about you being unsafe on the bike,” he rolled his eyes at his father’s care and concern for

me.

But I was smiling.

“You like the attention, don’t you?” he commented, and I instantly stopped smiling. In fact, I was now

frowning at him. and grunting.

“Easy! You’re not a monster,” he stated and parked the car near an ice cream parlor.

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“Blueberry for the lady and KitKat for me,” he ordered, and I couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“What?” he turned in his seat to me.

“KitKat!” I just wanted to tease him.

“I like innocent things, Nora. Being on the border has made me see a lot of things-,” he paused as

he seemed to have zoned

out.

“Hey! I was joking. I think it’s cute” I quickly corrected myself, realizing he wasn’t that simple. He

had many levels.

He was the first one I felt a mate bond with, and the weirdest thing about him was that his attitude

change was quick and abrupt. He went from hating me to ignoring me, to flirting with me like a flip of

a coin.

“Your friend left the mansion abruptly in the morning,” he commented as he sat and enjoyed his ice

cream.

“Yeah! She’s not even answering my calls. I guess she’s upset about something,” I didn’t want to

dwell on it. I’m sure once she has calmed down, she will contact me or at least respond to my calls.

“Keep your distance from her then. She is needy, and needy people tend to grasp onto any threats

and hopes without fearing the consequences,” his statement about her didn’t sit well with me. But

despite disagreeing with him, I didn’t argue with him about her.

We were having such an amazing time, and ruining it over his advice would be wrong. He was just

concerned about me.

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That’s when my hand cramped, and I dropped a big bite of ice cream right down my cleavage.

“Oh shoot!” I groaned, shaking my head.

“Do you have a tissue?” I inquired, my head down, and when he gave me silence, I raised my head

to find him staring at my cleavage.

He threw his ice cream out and rolled the window up, “I can clean it for you.”

He leaned over me, and before I knew it, he had unbuttoned my shirt from the middle. I was frozen

for a minute but woke up when he had his head-on my chest. His face against my skin and his

tongue despicably licking my cleavage.

“Ry—ker!” I sat frozen, o able to pronounce his name. My hands were lifted and up against the

window as he held them tightly.

His tongue caressed my skin before his teeth joined in the play. He nibbled on the gentle curve of

my breast and then moved downwards, deftly lowering my bra with his teeth.

However, it wasn’t a smooth process as I was wearing a DD bra, and my breasts were spilling out.

He suddenly pulled back and sat in his seat, looking lost before starting to drive in silence.

Uncertain about his intentions, I quickly buttoned up my shirt. The booty shorts didn’t seem like a

good idea either.

He drove us to a secluded road and parked the car by the woods, leaving me puzzled. Soon, his

actions clarified the purpose of our stop as he unbuckled his seat belt and stepped out of the car.

He hurried to my side and pulled me out, prompting me to ask, “What are you doing?” with a

nervous smile on my lips, I stared at his face.

Without a word, he opened the back door of the car and pushed me in. I landed on my back as he

sat at my feet, swiftly removing my panties without warning.

“Ryker! Is this okay?” I questioned the appropriateness of the situation.

“You tell me,” he replied, locking eyes with me while leaving me exposed below. I hesitantly closed

my legs, but he gently pried them open again.

Breaking the eye contact, he focused on my pussy with hunger in his gaze. As he licked his lips, a

strange sensation washed over me, causing my boc O respond involuntarily.

Taking this as a cue, he buried his head between my legs, surprising me. His lips tenderly kissed

my vagina lips, eliciting a response from my body.

His teeth grazed my labia, igniting a fiery urge within me. It was a feeling my virgin body had never

felt before. To be touched down there by someone who is my stepbrother and also my mate was

wild.

His tongue expertly teased my clit, sending waves of pleasure. through me. With aggression, he

explored every inch of my vagina before engulfing me with his mouth, unleashing a yelp from my

lips. He began to suck my pussy lips like they were my mouth.

I couldn’t resist tangling my fingers in his hair, writhing in

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ecstasy. His tongue delved deeper, eliciting a moan from me as my legs instinctively wrapped

around his head.

He devoured me with thirst, his actions becoming more intense. Just as the passion peaked, my

phone interrupted the moment.

Ryker paused to silent the phone but ended up frowning at the screen. In a cold tone tinged with

disapproval, he informed me, “Cain is calling you.”