I didn’t pull away.
“Please,” he whispered, his voice nothing but a ragged breath.His cock twitched against my hand like it needed me.His voice was low, raw, and soaked in desperation shouldn’t have been that hot.But it sent molten desire pooling between my thighs.
“Please use me—oh, fuck…”
The last word cracked when I curled my fingers and slowly traced the outline of his length through the thin fabric.It burned against my palm.
It was heavy andthrobbing.
The remaining steam curled around us, cocooning us in the tiny corner of his sister’s shower.My heart hammered so loud I almost missed his broken gasp.
A part of me wanted more.
“So…” I swallowed hard, breath hitching when I dragged my hand lower, teasing the waistband of his boxers.“How do you want me to use you, Dylan?”
His head tipped back.His fingers brushed my waist, making me ache for more.But I didn’t have to wait more when he gripped me.Hauling me against his chest like I belonged there.When his eyes met mine, they weren’t green anymore.They were wild and stormy.
“However the fuck you want, Katie,” he rasped, pushing his hips closer.The blunt head of his cock nudged my knuckles, making my breath stutter.“I’d do whatever you want.Please.I’ll be… I’ll be your good boy.Fuck,please.”
I bit my lip hard enough to taste copper as my hand slipped past the waistband.Past the last thread of any boundaries and limits I had.
Now there is no going back.
I touched his velvety hard skin.His cock pulsed like it was about to explode.I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking slowly with measured innocence.I had never gonethisfar with a man before.
“You’ll be my good boy?”I asked, voice breathy as I watched the way his abs tightened.
“Yes,” he groaned, the sound animalistic when my grip tightened.
When my thumb dragged over the swollen head, slick with his pre-cum, he swore.His head fell onto my shoulder.His breath came hot and fast as I pumped him.His hips kept jerking like he couldn’t help himself.
Then he bent and latched onto my nipple like he’d been starving for it.His hot tongue swirled in lazy, greedy laps before sucking hard.I gasped, arching into his touch as my hand kept its pace.
“Dylan…” my voice trembled when he cupped my breasts, weighing them in his hands like they were something sacred and filthy all at once.
“Fuck,” he whispered, biting gently at the hard peak before flicking it with his tongue.He looked at me through his lashes, his eyes glazed with lust.“I’ll be yours, Katie.Yours.”
That word triggered me, making me impatient.And before I could think, before I could breathe, I was threading my fingers through his hair, yanking him closer.
“M-more,” I gasped, not knowingwhatmore was.I just wantedhim.
“What do you want?”He growled, the sound muffled by my breast before he pulled away to kiss my collarbone.“Tell me.I’ll give it to you.I’ll give you every-fucking-thing.”
“T-touch me more,” I said, my veins burning with need.
A need only he could extinguish.
His hand lowered between our bodies, and his knuckles brushed over my soaked pussy.A desperate moan tore from my throat as his fingers found my clit, circling lazily in time with the firm strokes of my hand around his cock.
“More?” he asked, lips curving in a sinful smirk as his breath fanned my cheek.His fingers pressed harder.His cock jerked in my hand.
“Yes,” I moaned, nails digging into his scalp.“Please, Dylan.Don’t stop.Fuck.”
My eyes dropped to his lips.They were soft and full.I leaned in.Just for one taste.
One soft kiss.
But the second our mouths met, heat detonated inside me.His lips molded against mine perfectly as electrifying shivers rolled down my body, making me pull back.
