My breath leaves my lungs in a whoosh. “Y-you have?”
He nods, massaging and squeezing my ass cheeks and sending skitters of pleasure over my sensitized skin.
“That’s… hot.”
He smooths his hands up my spine and around to cup my breasts again. “Will you do something for me?”
“Anything,” I say breathlessly.
He kneels in front of me, his gaze never leaving mine as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of my leggings and pulls them slowly down my legs, along with my panties.
“I want to watch you touch yourself.”
My cheeks flame as I stand completely naked before him. “I?—”
“I love you, Sally. I love every freckle, every mole, every part you think is imperfect. But right now, I need you to lie on that cot so I can watch you love yourself the way I do.”
My knees turn to water and almost give way.
“Okay,” I whisper, easing my weight onto the mattress. I lift my gaze to his, trusting him with this. “Tell me what to do.”
“You’ve touched yourself before? Made yourself come?”
I nod.
“Open your legs. Let me see. Show me how you do it.”
Holy crap, I think I’ve unleashed his inner beast. Dominant. Primal. And so very hot.
I settle into the mattress and allow my knees to drop open, exposing myself fully to him. I know I’m already wet just from his words and the fire burning in his eyes as he looks at my glistening sex.
“Spread your lips,” he instructs.
Sliding my hand between my thighs, I spread myself open with the index and middle fingers of one hand. I use the middle finger of my other hand to circle my clit.
“Fuck,” he grunts, fisting his hands at his sides as if to stop himself from reaching for me. “Look at that pretty pink cunt. Weeping for me.”
His crude words both shock and excite me. But my body loves them as my sex “weeps” harder.
Nolan grips his cock and gives it a firm pump. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
I shiver, goosebumps rising all over my body. A quiet moan escapes my lips. “I’m thinking about your mouth on me, your tongue swirling around my clit.”
“Does it feel good?”
Heat blazes between my thighs. “So good!”
I crave him. His mouth. His hands. His cock. His everything.
“What are you thinking?” I ask, breasts heaving.
“I’m thinking of all the times I want to make love with you in the future. Laughing and gentle. Hard and brutal. Fast and deep. Slow and thorough. “
Oh, God. I close my eyes, savoring his words, wanting that too. I’ve never felt safer. Morehis.
My finger frantically rubs my nub in circles. My breath becomes ragged, and my heart beats wildly in my chest as I revel in the ecstasy of pleasuring myself while the man I love watches.
Nolan’s gaze never leaves mine as he fists his cock, sliding his thumb over the crown before dragging his hand back up.
