"Let's go." He says as he holds a hand out to me. I take it and scoot off the counter. Willingly following this man anywhere he might lead me. Miguel guides me to walk in front of him and he places one hand on my hip to maneuver me to his bedroom.
I gasp when he presses his body against my back and slips his arm around my waist in the middle of the hallway. His other hand swipes between my legs from behind, through my soaking core, and up to press against the puckered skin between my cheeks. My knees almost give out when he presses his thumb against my opening.
The idea of him not being able to keep his hands off me anymore brings a girlish smile to my face.
He groans as I roll my hips back into his touch, seeking more from him. He stumbles forward, pushing me into motion.
"Sit here." Miguel says as he leads me to the edge of his bed.
I sit on the edge and keep my knees spread open for him. My inner muscles clench around nothing. Wanting to be filled.
"You’re a greedy girl, Laney."
I whimper but nod. I am.
"I’m going to give you everything you’ve been wanting. What you’ve practically begged for."
"Oh gods." I moan as his words wind every coil inside me tighter.
"You’re going to surrender and give me another."
"But, I already…"twice.
"I know. But this time it’ll bemyhands,mytongue,mycock demanding your pleasure and I’m taking just as much as I’m giving."
Holy crap."Yes, Coach."
"Mmhmm," he hums his approval. And I arch my back to push my tits up closer to him, preening under his gaze.
"You will tell me if you need me to stop." Miguel says, again not asking a question but demanding an answer.
"I will."
I get the feeling Miguel Garcia is about to give me experiences I could only dream of.
Chapter sixteen
Miguel
Killing My Resolve
Laneyisafuckingwork of art.
Her toned muscles mesmerized me as they flexed and rolled as the tension built inside her.
It was torture not to replace her hand with mine.
I cracked in the hallway. I couldn't keep my hands to myself anymore.
Her essence lingers on my fingers from the one swipe I took. The resistance of her ass against my thumb made my cock fucking throb.
I need to be inside her.
And now she's sitting on the edge of my bed, fucking soaking wet, and the urge to dominate her body pulses through every vein in mine.
"You will tell me if you need me to stop." I inform her. She doesn't need a safeword. Any hint of stop or no will have me off her in an instant.
"I will." She promises.
