“Yeah,” he barked.
“Then that’s exactly what I’d do. I’d get my hand between your legs and I’d feel the weight of you in my palm.” Her words sped up. “I might even be greedy and inch a few fingers lower. Graze your balls. Would you like that?”
How he managed to nod he’d never know.
“Then I’d pull back and lick my hand to make it wet,” she purred.
Jesus Christ.He couldn’t even regret the blasphemy.
“I’m using both hands. One cupping your sac, fondling, gentle squeezes, that sort of thing. The other hand? I’m taking it up and down with a little twist at the end.”
His chest shuddered. He was a goner, seduced by her provocative words, the smolder in her clear grey eyes, the mouthwatering way her hair fell over her shoulders, a few strands flirting with the curve of her throat.
“That’s good?”
“Yeah, babe,” his voice was taut.
“If it’s really that good, you’re going to get a little wet on your slit. Precum.”
Heat slid through his veins. His pleasure was drawn tight, a hard knot. She was going to kill him tonight.
“You have any of that?”
He ran his thumb over the bead of wetness at his tip, massaging it into his sensitive skin. “Yeah.” His belly was tight. The muscles rock hard. His whole body was revving. “I do.”
Her eyes closed to slits. “Perfect, because I’m going to drop to my knees and lick it clean.”
He couldn’t hold back the grunt of pleasure. “I’m getting down beside you,” he gasped. “I got my hand between your legs and you’re riding my fingers while you suck me.”
Now it was her turn to make a sound, the cutest exasperated whimper that he’d ever heard.
“You like sliding over my skin?”
She nodded. Another shallow moan of pleasure.
“Answer when I ask you a question.”
From the look on her face, she loved that, him taking charge and being bossy, and that was good because he could get addicted to this sensation of power.
“You’re fucking my fingers right now,” he said, gruffly, luxuriating in his strokes. “They are deep in you.”
He was rewarded with another of those cute-as-hell sounds.
“Whose fingers are they?”
“Yours.” The word cracked.
His hips sped up and the pulsing sensations took root and spread. This was too good. Too much. He squeezed down on his slick crown. “Babe, I’m close.” He couldn’t choke back the rough sound of building desire.
“I think I’m passing you by.” She rocked her head back and as he watched her fall apart, he became undone, the climax bursting forth from inside him, internal spasms of sensation like he’d never known.
It had never been that good. Not that he’d had a lot of experience, but he didn’t even know his cock could feel that way.
“That was amazing,” she said in a sleepy, satiated voice.
“All I want to do is suck your fingers clean.”
She shuddered. “I’m an idiot.”
