“Fine.” That’s easy because he won’t know if I don’t call him. “And?”
“Finish what you started, pip.”
Dante
Sara’s mouth drops open and her cheeks flush even more pink. “What?”
“Did I stutter?” I’m ninety-nine percent sure she’ll back down and pack her bags to come stay with us. When I opened her door to place the small camera Wyatt bought, I never expected to find Sara naked on her bed giving herself pleasure.
My cock hardened painfully at her parted lips. The flushed heat that coated her skin pink from her cheeks to her breasts. Her fingers pumping into her pussy while she rubbed her clit.
Do I want to watch her finish? Yes, but I shouldn’t and she won’t. Sara is bold, but not that bold.
Her mouth presses into a thin, stubborn line. Good. Now she’ll pack like a good girl and come with me. I’ll figure out how to keep her from Wyatt once we get there. Maybe I’ll lock her in Tom’s room.
I cock an eyebrow.
“Fine.” Her devious smile should have been a warning. She reaches for my hand and tugs me toward the door. “But not in Tom’s room.”
Uh, what? She leads me down the hallway to her room. She stops inside and scrutinizes the space, looking around for something.
“Stop playing around, Sara. Get dressed and we’ll go get Peabody and head to the apartment.” Peabody is another issue we’ll have to deal with later.
She shuts her door with a final click. Stepping in front of me, she pushes her finger against my chest. Her pale green eyes flash with fire and heat.
“No, Dante, you gave me an option and I want to take it. I just want you to have the perfect view.” She takes my arm and moves me along the wall before pushing me back against it.
“You’re not going to willingly masturbate in front of me, pip.” I try to sound confident and overbearing, but my cock is already hard again just thinking about it.
She turns and backs up against me. I jerk my hips back so she doesn’t feel how hard I am. “Hmm, you’re taller, but this should be a good view.”
As she turns to face me, her dancing green eyes capture mine. With a naughty grin, she backs toward her bed. Her hands move up to the knot in her towel.
“Sara...” I’m about to scold her about being a tease, but then she drops the towel to the ground and continues to back up to the bed. My mouth goes dry as I take in every perfect inch of her body. Her freckles, that her mother always tells her to cover up, spread down her chest.
The urge to kiss every one of them and tell Sara how perfect they are makes me clench my fists to hold me in place. When my gaze dips lower, I swallow. She’s shaved bare from the waist down.
My cock twitches.
She sits on the edge of the bed and spreads her legs open for me.
Fuck. I lean against the wall to keep from falling to my knees and begging her to let me worship every inch of her body with my tongue and hands before sliding into her beautiful pussy.
I lift my eyes, pausing on her tightened pink nipples, taking in her parted lips before meeting those pale green eyes, dilated with desire.
“You wanted to watch me finish.” Her voice is breathless as she raises her hand to her breast. “But I need to work up to it.”
Liar, but I don’t call her on it. She’s so wet I can tell from here that her pussy is glistening.
She cups her breast and teases the nipple. I lick my lips. She’s temptation incarnate. I’ve kept away because of Tom and Wyatt. But seeing her like this makes me want to claim her as mine.
“Pinch it.” The words come out rough, almost angry.
Her eyes collide with mine as she pinches her nipple. She gasps.
“Tug on it, pip.”
She moans softly as she does what I say. “Dante.”
