Despite the tension in her body from the impeding orgasm, something in her eyes goes molten at my words.
“Three, two… one. Come for me, angel.”
A heartbeat later, she lets herself fall off the cliff. Her entire body quakes as the pleasure moves through her, wave after wave. She lets out a few nearly silent moans, her eyes still drilling into me.
I nearly come in my pants from the sight alone. Watching her come apart is no doubt the best thing I’ve ever seen.
Her fingers ghost over her clit, easing herself through her orgasm. It seems to go on forever, but eventually, her body relaxes against the mattress. Her hands fall to her sides.
“You’re gorgeous when you come,” I tell her.
She lets out a sleepy laugh that barely reaches me. For the first time, I step closer to the bed. I grab the edge of the comforter, draping it over her.
“What—” she starts, but I cut her off by pressing a single finger to her lips.
“Shh…”
Her eyes are still swimming with questions, but she doesn’t voice any of them.
“Get some sleep. Okay?”
Her eyes narrow in confusion as they track down to my still very hard dick. It jerks in appreciation when her attention is focused on it.
Not the time…
I smooth my hand over the side of her face, tucking a few stray hairs behind her ear. I press a kiss to her forehead and then her cheek. She turns her face, kissing me softly on the lips.
It’s over too quickly. The feeling of her lips on mine still lingers as I trail my finger over her bottom lip and straighten my spine.
“Sweet dreams,” I say quietly.
The corners of her mouth tick up. Her blinks start to slow as fatigue settles in the wake of the orgasm she just experienced. I want to slide in behind her and hold her all night long, but it isn’t the time or the place.
I fight the pull to stay right here in this room until the sun comes up, putting one foot in front of the other.
Her soft voice stops me with my hand on the doorknob. “’Night, Linc.”
“Good night, angel.”
I walk out and close the door behind me because if I don’t do it right now, I won’t be able to leave at all. My restraint wavers with each passing second.
I look down at my poor, neglected dick and tuck it into the waistband of my underwear. It’s not really hidden under my light-gray sweats, but it’s better than having it bounce around freely.
I need to take care of this because there’s no way it is going down on its own anytime soon, after the show I just got to see firsthand.
Fuck me.I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life. I’ve never been that turned on. I’ve been dominant with womenbefore, but I’ve never felt that kind of high when someone willingly handed over control.
It was a rush like nothing else I’ve felt before. The experience was hot as hell, but I’m pretty sure the way I’m feeling has more to do with her than it does with what actually happened in that room.
Standing in the hallway outside my room, my eyes move between my bedroom door and the bathroom. I just took a shower, but that seems like the better option right now.
Fuck it.
Two minutes later, I’m standing in the warm water yet again. I’m already clean, so I don’t waste any time. With one hand braced on the shower wall, I wrap the other around my cock.
I bury my face against my arm to keep from getting too loud. I’m pretty sure Wyatt would be the only one to hear me, but still…
Flashes of Abby fly through my brain. With each stroke of my hand, the image changes. In less than a minute, I’m already teetering on the edge of orgasm.
