She’s teasing me.
Tempting me.
Seducing me.
My sweet little virgin is too innocent to know exactly just how much she’s testing me. She has no clue that all she has to do is breathe and I’m already halfway hard. Stella’s green eyes never waver from mine, and I know I’m in trouble before she does it. Without hesitation, she reaches behind her and slowly,torturously so, undoes her bra. One hand drops in front of her, pressing the material of her bra to her breasts. Almost as if she’s suddenly shy as the other takes care of the straps. One is pulled down her golden tan skin, and then the other slips down. Leaving both her arms in front of her, her breasts pressed tightly together, almost like an offering.
An offering I’m sure as shit not going to refuse.
I’m not sure when my feet start to move, but it’s not long before I realize what I’m doing. Every step is full of purpose as I approach her bedroom.
The one room I didn’t let myself enter when I helped bring her things in.
I stand at the doorway, our eyes connected. She licks her perfect pout before nodding. Silently giving me permission to enter. A thought stirs. Next thing she’ll be giving me clearance for will be to enter her body. But I’ll make sure she’s not quiet for that.
Hell no.Her voice will be hoarse by the time I’m done with her. A wolffish grin grazes my face.
Moving in, I don’t stop until I find myself standing right in front of her. My chest rises and drops as I breathe a little too hard. I’m probably scaring her. I probably look like a feral animal about to attack.
“Stella,” I scratch out, and she blinks before dropping her hands to her side. The black cotton material of her bra drops to the ground. It could have landed in a sink hole for all I care in that moment because I’m not about to tear my eyes from her.
She’s beautiful.
Topless and flushed, her hair down over her shoulders. “Jesus, baby,” I rasp.
She’s a goddess.
Mine.
Lucious, ripe round breasts sit there begging for my attention. My hands ache to take their weight. Her brown nipples are turgid and pebbled up tight. Like two beautiful caramel kisses waiting to be devoured.
“Is this okay?” she asks. I tear my eyes off her breasts and meet her stare.
“Okay?” I repeat in a hushed tone. “Is this okay, baby?” I swallow hard. My Adam’s apple bobs painfully. “Na, this…” I trace the lines of her torso with a light touch. “You are exquisite Perfect work of art. All for me.”
I’m dying to grab her, manhandle her. Have my hands, mouth, and cock on her, but I somehow hold on to the shreds of control I still have left in me.
My hands glide down to the swell of her hips, dip down her curves, and move back up. She shivers. I love how her body reacts to my touch. I let my fingers glide beneath the swell of her breasts, brush over the turgid peaks, and I don’t miss the way she all but purrs and whimpers. She’s trembling for more, and I’m done trying to be a gentleman and do things the right way.
It would be right either way, because it’s us. Because no matter what we do, as long as we’re both on board, there is no way it could be wrong.
My eyes lock with hers, and I let my left hand wrap around to her lower back, open-palmed, and soak in the satiny feel of her warm skin.
“Did you leave the door open for me to watch, baby girl?” She nods, and I tsk. “I need the words, baby. Every question I ask you from here on out until we get to the point you wanna stop, I need you to tell me.”
“I left it open on purpose.”
“You wanted me to watch you,” I guess, and her eyes sparkle with lust. “You wanted to tempt me?”
“Yes.” She swallows. Her eyes widen when my fingers press her front closer to mine, making sure she feels every inch of what she does to me as it presses against her soft belly.
“You did it, Stella. Got what you wanted, baby. Now I’m gonna have to punish you, Stella.”
“Punish?” she asks as her breath hitches with crystal-clear excitement.
“Oh yeah. Teasing me like that, sweetest torture. Now it’s payback time.” I kiss her softly and pull away, needing to set some ground rules. “You wanna stop, all you have to do is say so, okay?”
“Yes, Eli.”
