She went still beneath me. Trembling. Panting.
“Good girl.”
Thatbrokeher. I saw it. Felt it. The way her whole body responded to those two little words like they were oxygen and fire in the same breath. Her eyes fluttered shut, her lip caught between her teeth.
“You wanna come?” I whispered. “Wanna grind yourself stupid on my thigh like a needy little thing?”
She nodded.
“Too bad.”
A gasp.
I leaned back just enough to take her in — flushed, wrecked, lips still kiss-swollen and pupils blown wide. Still not naked. Still untouched. “You think I don’t know what you’re doing?” I asked,running my fingers along her ribs, teasing the underside of her breast without ever going back to where she wanted me. “You think I don’t see the way you beg for it? Like I didn’t watch you fall apart thefirsttime I said I wanted to wait?”
“You’re a monster,” her words came out in a breathy moan.
I smiled — all teeth. “You like it.”
One hand braced at her waist, the other slid down,slow, until I reached the waistband of her shorts. I dipped just inside — just enough for her breath to catch — but didn’t go lower.
“You want more?”
She nodded furiously, helpless.
I bent close, nose brushing hers, and whispered, “Then I guess you’d betterearnit.” I shifted underneath her, tilting my thigh just right — and thereit was — the sharp little gasp that told me she wassoakedthrough.
Ruined.
Her fingers clawed at my shirt, her hips rocking forward, chasing friction like she’d die without it.
But I didn’t give it to her.
Inevergave it to her.
Not fully.
Instead, I let my hand ghost higher, sliding under her tank top, palm pressed flat to the bare skin of her stomach. She flexed beneath my touch — shivering, needy — and she made that noise again. Thatbroken little whinethat I was quickly becoming addicted to.
“Ansel, I’m not kidding,” she panted. “I’m going to combust?—”
“I know, baby,” I said softly. “You should see yourself. It’s beautiful.”
And then — slowly, carefully — Irolled my hipsup against hers.
Once.
Deliberate. Slow. Controlled.
Her whole bodyjerked.
“Fuck—”
I caught her face in my hands and kissed herhard, swallowing the curse, the shock, the absoluteragethat I hadn’t done it sooner. That I’d only done it once. That she knew I wouldn’t do it again.
“You’re shaking,” I whispered, brushing my nose against hers. “You want to come that bad?”
She nodded, eyes wild.
