“It’s just us.But there are cameras everywhere.I just know where they are.”
Oh.The blast of cool breeze on my nipple caught me by surprise, and I looked down to see my right breast bared as his fingers tugged the other cup from my left breast.
“Fuuuck,” he groaned.“Prettiest damn tits I’ve ever seen.Figures.”
His large, tanned hands palmed both of them, holding their weight.They were more than a handful, even for him.My eyes flicked up to see his face.He was focused on what he was doing.I gasped as his thumbs ran back and forth over the sensitive tips.
“Dammit,” he muttered.
Then the fabric was once again covering me, and his hands were gone.
He stepped back as the corner of his mouth curled up.“Gotta stop there … buddy,” he said, then blew out a ragged-sounding breath.
He wasn’t the first guy to touch me there.But he was the first one whose touch still tingled after his hands were gone.As if he had branded my skin.
“It’s time we go back to those questions,” he told me.“I need a distraction.”
Reluctantly, I nodded.I’d rather he do what he had done again.Make my body hum in a way I’d not known was possible.But he had said we were to be friends.And he didn’t do relationships.I wasn’t the kind of girl who had sex with a guy I wasn’t in a relationship with.I knew all that, yet still, I wanted to experience it all with him.
“Gotta stop looking at me like that, Pickles,” he warned.“I’ll end up taking the edge off right here so you can watch.”
What did he mean by that?I could ask.He’d tell me the truth.But I wasn’t sure I could survive the answer.
I tore my gaze from him and stared back at the lounge chairs.I searched for a question to snap me out of this sexual haze he’d put me under.Anything to neutralize this, us.But the question wanted answered, and it was right on the tip of my tongue when Winslet’s voice put the temptation out.
“I didn’t know you were home today, Forge,” she said cheerily.“I’m glad you kept Elsie company while I rode out my nausea spell.”
“Nothing I enjoy more than entertaining a gorgeous female,” he replied.“You know that.”
Winslet chuckled and shook her head, then pointed at him.“Be careful around that one.”
A little too late for that.
Twenty-Three
Forge
“That’s it,” I murmured.“Press back on my cock like a good girl.”
I wished like hell I had asked to see her bare ass today too.Not having the correct image in my head annoyed me, but it didn’t stop me.I slid my soapy hand over my erection while my other one was pressed against the shower wall.
“You can take it all,” I whispered.“That’s it.”
My imagination was working with what it had.Right now, I had Elsie in the shower with me.Her palms flat on the stone tiles while her bottom was jutted out to me, her legs open as I slid my bare cock inside her slick, dripping cunt.
I groaned, gripping my dick harder.“Yeah, fuck, good girls have such tight little pussies.”
Not that I’d know this.I’d never fucked one, but I could imagine.Hers would squeeze me.I’d seen her eyes flare at the sight of my erection, and I knew she’d not had one this size in her.The thought of ripping her open with it had me rocking against my hand harder.
“You like that big dick.Cry for me, baby.Let me hear those sweet sounds.”
Ah, fuck, I was already close.I’d dealt with a damn semi all morning.It was the best I could do once Winslet interrupted things.I’d been so damn hard before she showed up; I had almost started stroking myself in the water, where Elsie would watch me.
“AH, that’s tight,” I said as my balls drew up.“You’re gonna take my load.I’m gonna fucking coat your cunt walls with my cum.”
I didn’t fuck bare, but I wanted it.The idea of spewing my seed inside her was all it took.
“GAH!”I cried out as the first shot hit the wall in front of me.My release continued in several more sprays before it eased.
