“I knew you needed me to touch your pussy.”
My arm shot up, my palm slamming against the wall. “Oh fuck.”
“But you’re even wetter than I thought you’d be.” His thumb was on my clit, tracing a circle around it. “Let’s see how tight you are.” He stayed on my clit, but rotated his hand so his fingers could bend across me. “Yes, just what I wanted. You’re fucking dripping.”
Nothing was inside me yet. He was just touching. Learning. Testing.
“I told you … I want you.”
As soon as the statement left my lips, he was suddenlygone. He didn’t go far; he was gripping the waist of my jeans in a way that told me he was about to take them off. “I need more room.” He slid them down my ankles, along with my panties, and once my flip-flops dropped to the floor, so did everything else.
There wasn’t a single thing covering me.
Not even a piece of jewelry.
“This is how I want you.” He spread my legs and bent my knees, placing my feet on the lip of the table. “Just like this. Don’t move.”
Even though he was close, his eyes were still able to cover me. All of me. Taking me in bit by bit. Every time his stare shifted, I felt more exposed.
And I felt more wanted.
“Sky … you’re fucking gorgeous.” His fingers wrapped around my neck, and he tilted my face back, his lips only hairs away from mine. “You know, I haven’t kissed you yet.”
Had I noticed?
I wasn’t sure. I was so worked up; everything inside me was humming.
“Do you want my mouth on yours?”
“Yes.”
“Do youneedmy mouth on yours?”
I didn’t know why, but his questions—every one he’d asked so far—ignited another flame within me, each one licking across my body like it was his tongue.
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
I went to respond, and he said, “You can have it here”—he placed a finger across my lips—“or here.” That same finger went between my legs and crossed my clit. “But you don’t get both. What are you going to choose?”
This wasn’t a fair game.
I wanted more.
I wanted everything.
I wanted his mouth on every inch of my body.
Why was he putting me in this position? At the same time, I hoped he put me in more positions like this because I’d never been asked anything so spicy.
“You’re mean.”
He chuckled, and I couldn’t get over how much I liked the sound. The grittiness behind his tone, the way it came across so alpha.
“You’re not going to think that once I make you come.”
I shivered.
