“Touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
She grunts and I tuck my chin to hide my grin.
“You know what I want.”
“And you know what I want. Are you ready to give it to me?” My hands still as I wait for her answer.
“You don’t own me. I’m allowed to have private thoughts.”
Someone’s stubborn. I’ll tease the answer out of her eventually. I blow air over her breast and watch as her nipple tightens further. She moans and thrusts her chest into my face. Who am I to deny her?
I lick and nibble her flesh until she’s writhing beneath me. I latch onto her nipple and she moans hard and long.
I continue to tease her nipple with my teeth and tongue while my hand massages her other breast. She wraps her legs around my waist and rubs her core against my cock.
I still.
“Why are you stopping? Don’t stop. I didn’t tell you to stop.”
I push her legs off me. “You are not getting yourself off by rubbing against me.”
“You’re too slow.”
“Are you ready to tell me why you ran?”
She scowls. “No.”
I sigh. “Too bad. I was having fun.”
I get to my knees. She opens her mouth to complain but I press my finger against her lips. “Unless you’re telling me why you ran or moaning my name, I don’t want to hear it.”
She glares at me.
“I promise to sink deep inside you and give you at least two orgasms if you confess.”
Her eyes narrow. I guess she’s not ready to share yet.
I glide my fingers down her body until I reach her jeans. I don’t waste any more time. I unsnap her jeans and slide her zipper down.
“Up,” I order.
She lifts her ass and I drag her jeans and panties down her legs. She’s now gloriously naked for me. I pause a moment to memorize how beautiful she is. Her face is flushed, and her chest is heaving. Damn. She’s glorious. I can’t wait to watch her face when she climaxes.
I stand. As quick as I can, I remove my clothes. Sloane bites her lip. To her credit, she doesn’t speak.
I grab a condom from my bedside drawer and don it.
When I crawl back onto the bed, she opens her legs to accommodate me. “Are you ready to confess yet?”
She shakes her head.
I draw my hands up her legs. How does she get her skin this smooth? Is it her lotion that smells of strawberries?
I avoid her clit and go straight for her pussy. I sink two fingers inside and her walls convulse around me. I plunge in and out of her until her walls shake and tighten around me. She’s close to coming, but I’m not letting her come until she tells me why she ran.
I remove my fingers and she scowls at me.
