“Lie face down across my lap,” I instruct, enjoying the way her chest rises and falls with each stuttering breath. “Now.”
Eyes never leaving mine, she takes two tentative steps before positioning herself across my lap on her stomach.
The fire casts flickering shadows across her bare legs, and I take a moment to appreciate the view—her perfect ass barely covered by those black panties and the smooth expanse of her thighs.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, running my palm over the curve of a butt cheek.
She trembles beneath my touch as I map slow circles over her skin, gradually moving inward toward the edge of her panties. Restless, she wiggles her butt.
But I’m going to take my time, and in doing so, she is going to come—hard.
“Stay still,” I command. Sliding my fingers under the waistband, I tug them down just enough to expose her ass. “I’ve been thinking about doing this to you for days.”
My quick slap startles a gasp from her lips.
Rubbing in slow circles, I do it again, a little harder this time.
She moans again.
My cock is throbbing painfully, but I have to remind myself this isn’t about me right now, it’s about her.
Hooking my fingers, I slowly drag her panties down her thighs.
Once she’s fully exposed, I run my palm over her bare ass, grinning at the goosebumps rising beneath my touch. “You’ve been driving me crazy for days, you know that?”
“You’ve been drivingyourselfcrazy.”
“Bad kitty,” I chuckle as I push my fingers between her legs, finding her already slick and swollen. “Mmm, but always so wet for me.”
I graze her entrance with my middle finger, barely dipping in before withdrawing again, making her whimper as she tries to push back against my hand.
“Stay still,” I growl, landing another smack on her ass, making her gasp. “Or I’ll stop.”
“Ryder,” she pleads. “Don’t tease.”
But that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
I slide one finger into her heat, so slowly she trembles and lets out a shuddering breath. “I’m going to take my time with you, kitten. Make you feel every…”Thrust. “Single.”Thrust. “Thing.”Thrust.
With my finger fully seated inside her, I stop, feeling her inner walls pulse for a moment before I withdraw, slowly curling my finger and dragging it against her sensitive spot on the way out.
“Oh, fuck,” she moans, fingers digging into my unscarred calf.
“You like that?” I ask, repeating the motion as I add a second finger.
Her only response is a desperate whimper as she lifts her hips, trying to thrust herself against my fingers.
Establishing a deliberate and torturous rhythm, I push in deep, curling my fingers to hit that perfect spot, then withdrawing completely. Each time she gets close, I slow down or stop, keeping her right on the edge.
“Oh, god,” she begs, voice breaking.
My cock is so hard right now, I could come in my jeans just from watching her writhe in my lap.
“It’s okay, baby. You can take it.” I add a third finger, stretching her further. The firelight catches the slickness coating my fingers as I work her over, the wet sounds of her arousal making my dick throb.
Her thighs start to quiver, and I know she’s close. I immediately slow my pace, keeping my fingers buried deep.
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