I unbutton the front of her jeans and let them fall to the ground. Her shirt, which looks more like lingerie, is tucked intothem. She stands before me in this red lacy bodysuit with her breasts popping out the top, and I groan. She smiles proudly, knowing how much this is killing me. As I go to touch one of her breasts, she moves away.
“Did I say you could touch me?” she crosses her arms.
“I guess not. Should I get undressed?”
“No. I want you on the bed,” she commands, and I nod.
I sit on the bed. Bells climbs in next to me and pulls me in for a kiss. She’s got her hands on my chest, digging them through my hair. When I go to touch her, she hits my hand away—not in a mean way or in a way that even hurts, more of a gentle shooing away.
“I told you not to touch me yet. This is payback for your little stunt in the cab.” She narrows her dark eyes at me.
“Fine,” I grumble, and she leans back into the bed, unbuttoning my jeans.
Her face moves next to mine as I fall back into the pillows. She slips her hands into my jeans and panties, and I moan, loudly. “Oh, fucking hell.”
“God, you’re so wet and needy for me.” Bells’ eyes twinkle with delight. I’ve never seen her like this, but it’s hot as fuck. She’s taking control, and I want to do anything she says.
I’m going to reply—something snarky—when she brushes her fingers across my clit, and I moan again. She’s whispering dirty things in my ear, and I’m gasping for more. Her fingers slide through my wetness, and I groan. God, it’s embarrassing how wet I am for her.
“I’ve been thinking about you. How bad I wanted to touch you again,” she admits in my ear. This time, she’s the one to nibble gently on my earlobe. I buck my hips against her hand, begging silently for more friction.
“I don’t think so. I’m going to make you work for it,” she says, pushing my hips back down into the bed.
“Fuck,” I gasp as she pulls her fingers out of my panties.
“I need to hear you beg for it.”
“I want it—God, I fucking want it.”
“That doesn’t sound like begging. I guess we could just stop.” Bells smirks and moves away, but I pull her face into mine.
“I want you. God, I want you to fuck me. Please.”
“A little better.” She smiles and slides her hand down my panties again.
Two fingers swirl around my clit before sliding inside me. I gasp, soft moans and pants escaping my lips as she pumps them in and out.
“Now, tell me how bad you want this,” she whispers in my ear.
“I—I fucking want this. I want you,” I say breathlessly.
“Better.” She pumps her fingers harder, and I moan.
“Oh, Bells! Yes!” Her thumb touches my clit, and I can feel her hand getting soaked from me.
“God, just fucking touch me. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me again?” I admit. I don’t care—if she wants me to beg for her, I’ll be on my knees if that’s what it takes.
“Good. Now get down on your knees like a good girl and work for it.” Bells moves her hand out of my panties and sucks her fingers clean. The action alone could make me cum, but I’m too shocked by her words for my body to do anything.
“You want me on my knees?” I mutter.
“Yes, now. Show me how bad you want to be fucked,” Bells commands and spreads her deliciously thick thighs. Holy hell, where was this woman dropped from?
I flick the buttons of her bodysuit open, and it flies apart, giving me a perfect view of her pussy. She has a landing strip leading to her clit, and I groan, seeing her juices coat the lips of her pussy. Leaning down, I kiss it gently. Bells gasps, and I lick through her folds. Her sweet taste coats my tongue before I takeher clit in my mouth. I suck lightly, and Bells moans, her thighs closing around my ears. She might be accidentally suffocating me with her thighs, and I don’t care. Because right now I’m making this woman moan like there’s no neighbor in sight. She’s louder than she was that first night and definitely wetter. I know she says she doesn’t usually come with anyone, but I’m feeling much more confident. I tweak her nipple with my free hand, and she says my name. Well, it is more of a slow moan.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She curses as I switch hands so I can slide a finger inside her tight pussy while I suck on her clit. I hum against her, and her legs shake.
“Yes! Oh my God! Stop!” she yells, and I pull away immediately, looking up at her with worried eyes.
