Page 229 of Soulful Seas Duet


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“Oh, I’m sure of it.” His tone is raspy as he demands, “Turn around for me.” I do as I’m told and hear him groaning. “Your daddy must have been a baker ’cause you have the nicest set of buns I’ve ever seen.”

I chuckle, looking over my shoulder to see his gaze fixed on my ass. “Are they dirty too?”

“Oh, so damn dirty. You should give them a good rub,” he murmurs, his eyes not leaving my ass.

I throw the towel into the sink and let my hands glide down my sides to my ass cheeks, massaging them, slightly leaning forward to give him a better view. My nipples were already peaked from the cold, but having him watch me like this makes them hard like diamonds.

All his neck kisses and the sensation they left on my skin made me wet, and I know I’m now glistening for him.

Saylor groans, tone raspy as he says, “Heaven is a place on Earth.”

I would give just about anything right now for him to be able to pull down his pants and take me, but since that’s not possible, I stand straight again, my hands finding my breasts.

He steps up behind me, watching me over my shoulder as I touch myself. The tingling sensation on my waist tells me where his hands are now, and I close my eyes on a moan.

“Follow my lead,” Saylor commands, his voice dripping with desire, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine, my heart racing with anticipation.

His hand wanders to my pussy, his fingers gliding up and down the length of my slit. I gasp, my eyelids fluttering open,overwhelmed by a potent mix of arousal and longing. “Oh, fuck,” I whimper out, my voice filled with need.

“Concentrate, Boo. Get your hand where I want it,” Saylor chides softly, and I let my right hand glide down to where he’s making me squirm under his touch. “That’s right, now touch yourself for me. Circle your clit.”

Whimpering, I start rubbing myself while he’s still watching over my shoulder and occasionally kissing my neck. I’m so wet, and my heart is beating rapidly. It’s as if it is beating out of my chest while my other hand still squeezes my breast.

“I wonder what happens when I do this,” Saylor muses, but when I turn my head to ask him what he means, he just kisses my lips.

At the same time, I feel the tingles inside me and break away from the kiss to gasp for air, my wide eyes meeting his.

“Interesting,” Saylor smirks, and I look down to see that his hand is next to mine on my pussy, and he is fingering me.

He’s inside me.

“Oh my God,” I whisper while he begins to move his hand. At the same time, he resumes kissing my neck, and I let my head fall back, succumbing to the pleasure wracking my body.

He’s not stretching me, and when I clench my pussy, I still feel empty, but the sensation of his fingers inside me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s like a shivering vibration running up and down my walls, over and over again.

So damn good.

I let out a moan, desperately moving my hips in sync with his movements, trying to get myself to the edge with his help. It’s the perfect combination, and my body tenses up.

Saylor seems to sense I’m on the brink because he whispers in my ear, “Come for me, Boo.”

My breath is heavy, and I shudder, Saylor groaning behind me when I moan, circling my clit faster. “Saylor,” I whimper,closing my eyes as the sensation overload sends me over the edge, my thighs trembling, drawing a growl of appreciation from him.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispers in my ear, making another shiver run down my back. The sweat pearls that formed from his touch race down my skin while my knees weaken as I come down from my high. “Shh, grab the sink,” Saylor commands, and I do, taking some deep breaths before I stand straight again, my pulse in my throat.

“You just fingered me,” I say in disbelief, and when I turn to look back at him, a proud grin spreads over his whole face.

“I did.” He smirks, leaning in to peck my lips. “And I can finally say you’re as beautiful from the inside as you are from the outside.”

I laugh, exasperated. “You’re such an idiot.”

“And you love it,” he says softly, his gaze earnest when he cups my cheek.

“I do,” I agree, making him smile.

And I loveyou.

So much.