“Is this what you wanted, Briar? Does this make you feel good?”
Her eyelids flutter, and she nods. “So good.”
I press my palm against her clit. Seconds later, she explodes.
Chapter 22
Blake
Briar cries out, her voice breathy and pitchy. I quickly cover her mouth with my free hand. I don’t know if anyone else is home right now, and I don’t want anyone to hear what we’re doing.
I watch Briar’s body, mesmerized by her movements. She writhes against the bed, her back arching. She’s moaning and screaming against my hand. The muffled sound makes my dick as hard as titanium. I wish I could hear her at full volume. She’s so loud even with my hand over her mouth, and nothing turns me on more than a woman who’s loud in bed.
I lean down and kiss her shoulder, savoring the salty taste of sweat on her sweet skin.
When I sit up, I rake my gaze over her. Her hair is a beautiful, sandy blonde explosion all over my pillows, and her skin is painted in that pretty pink blush.
She opens her eyes. At first, they’re hazy, unfocused. But a moment later, she blinks and looks at me. Her breathing slows. For a while, we just stare at each other.
I remember that my hand is over her mouth.
“Sorry,” I say as I pull my hand away. I instantly feel like an asshole, pressing my hand over her mouth for way longer than I needed to.
But she shakes her head. “It’s okay. I liked it.”
“You did?”
She nods, a shy smile pulling at her plush mouth. “I’ve never had a guy do that before. It was really sexy.”
I grin, relieved. “We’ll add that to the list of things you like.”
Her smile widens. When I slowly pull my hand out of her panties, she hisses.
“Did that hurt?” I ask, panicked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to?—”
“It doesn’t hurt. I mean, not in a bad way,” she says. “Your hand is so big. So are your fingers. I felt really full, but I liked it. A lot.”
Desire pumps hot through my entire body. I look down at my hand and see her juices on me.
“You got so wet,” I say. I’m aching to slip my fingers in my mouth and suck her taste off of me, but I stop myself. Maybe that’s too much.
“Oh, wow. I really did.” Briar looks at my hand with an adorably awestruck expression. She glances up at me. “Do you want me to get a towel so I can clean you up?”
I shake my head, holding her gaze as I slip my fingers in my mouth and suck off her come.
I don’t want her to think that it’s a bad thing that she got my hand wet. I want her to know just how sexy it is.
She gasps softly as I slide my fingers out of my mouth.
“I like that you got so wet for me,” I growl.
Her smile turns naughty. She looks between my legs. Her eyebrow lifts, and she looks back at me. “Can I make you come now?”
I shake my head. “I wanna focus on you. This is about you, remember?” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “Do you think you can come again?”
“Yeah. I think so.”
A naughty idea pops into my head. “What do you watch when you want to get turned on?”
