“I know it’s not ogling my ass the second I bend over. Which, just so you know—I’m not complaining about. In fact, if you want to do it again, please feel free any time you like. I could even do it a little sexier for you. Maybe go slower, or take something off. Or oh, oh, how about run my hand over it, like this?” he asked, and honestly her first instinct was to be mad at him for mocking her.
But then he did the thing.
He turned and sort of brushed his palm over that juicy curve, and she realized. He wasserious. He was actually trying to encourage her to look, and to like looking. As if looking were a good thing. And not absolutely terrible and completely off limits.Five minutes and we might have a cure for this, she thought, and then did her best to rein him in before anything got worse.
“Seth, do not run your hand over your ass, for the love of god.”
“Why not? I don’t mind if you want to get off over my butt.”
“Yes, butIdo. It feels weird to think about you while I do that.”
“And I totally get that. It feels weird to me, too, to consider you in ways that do not go well with every cherished value I have. Usually I do my best to stop myself before I can’t look you in the eye the next day,” he said, and when he did she thought of him calling out her name. How broken it had sounded. Like he didn’t want to give in, but for one second had.
“You don’t have to hold back, I don’t mind,” she rushed out.
That got such a look of triumph from him.
Apparently he’d set a trap, and she’d run right into it.
“Oh, so there’s a thing where if you get permission, it’s okay?” he said. “As in, I can just say to you now that you’re good to go. That it is totally fine by me for you to think about me in any kind of permutation you want?”No, she thought at him, sullenly. But of course her body was already saying yes, before he even continued. “Because it is, you know. You could imagine yourself pinning me down and riding my face, and I’d be fine with it. In fact, that sounds superhot, and like something you should think about more in excessive detail. Go on, picture my tongue fucking your pussy. Picture me groaning deeply as you come all over my face. Picture me coming when you do it. Because you know what? I definitely would.”
And after he had she wanted to be furious with him, she did. She even started to say,You can’t just keep talking dirty to me like that. I am going out of my mind. Then she saw that he still looked triumphant—like he was winning some battle. And the words died on her lips.
“Fuck,” she said. “You’re just saying filthy things to get me to go do myself.”
“Of course I am. Honestly you’ll feelmuchbetter once you do.”
“Yeah, but you’ll hear me. With your super werewolf hearing.”
He held up the Vulcan salute. “IswearI won’t listen.”
“Even though I listened to you?”
“You didn’t really intend to. I’m just super loud.”
“Yeah, but I am too. Or at least, I am when I’m on my own.”
She saw his gaze flash bright. But he kept it together.
He kept things focused on his apparent mission.
“Then I’ll wear headphones. And go outside to do what I need to do.”
“Fuck—soyou’regonna do it too?”
“Dude, I’m almost doing itnow.”
She made the mistake of glancing down. Probably because his expression seemed so calm and even. And his voice was so steady.It didn’t seem possible that there was anything major going on down there, no matter what he was trying to claim.
But oh dear god, was she wrong about that.
She’d never seen anything like it in her life. It looked as if he had a fist shoved down the front of his jeans. As if he were about to split the seams. And oh, themess. It was even worse than the one she’d made of herself, back in the wardrobe. She would have thought he’d already come, if he hadn’t just said he was merely close.
And that was way hotter than it had any right to be.
She felt as if she should have been disturbed. Instead, all she could think about was getting on her knees for him, immediately. Then taking him in, and licking and sucking and tasting him until he spilled over her tongue, in a way she knew she waswaytoo greedy for.
This was far beyond a normal, sexy urge.
