Page 88 of Just Wait

I actually did myself a favor when getting dressed today.

That never happens.

I would high-five myself, but that might be weird.

Lumen wiggles her hips, moaning loudly as she lies with her face on Riser’s bare chest. That fucker is skinnier than me, so I know he has to be bony and uncomfortable, but Lumen is loving life.

I’m getting to touch a lot of bare skin, so me too.

My dick?

Not so much.

Everything feels incredible, but that particular appendage wouldn’t mind some relief.

Too bad for him.

I am absolutely not sticking my cock inside Lumen tonight. I want to be fully coherent for that, and I’m not right now.

She let me unhook her bra, and I’m in the process of giving her what I hope is a killer massage. Though I had to kneel over Riser’s legs to make it happen, it’s actually pretty seamless. Since his hands aren’t covered in lotion, he’s giving Lumen a scalp massage.

With the way she wiggles around, it’s hard to focus, but I am trying.

The music is still going in the background, just much softer than it was earlier, giving me a nice rhythm to work to.

I have no idea how much time passes, but the scent of pears and roses gets so thick I can’t smell anything else—even the coconut-scented lotion.

It also takes an embarrassing amount of time to notice Lumen keeps grinding back into me.

Fuck.

No wonder my dick is painfully hard.

I curl around Lumen’s back, winking at Riser.

He looks toasted, but I probably do too.

“You’re working your ass against my dick,” I say close to her ear. “You know that, right, baby doll?”

“Huh,” Riser says. “You’re managing to torture both of us at once.”

“Who, me?” She chuckles, doing it again. “I was trying to give you the hint that I want you to make me come, but I guess I wasn’t clear enough.”

“Well, shit.” I grin shamelessly. “I think I can do that. You are smelling sweet as fuck, Lulu.” I kiss the side of her head, swiping my fingers over her shoulders and down her spine. “You know what? Let me run and wash my hands. I knew I should have brought lube.”

I crawl off the mattress, and my head spins as I get vertical.

Game plan: Do not get lost in the bathroom.

I have important shit to do.

Okay, so maybe I lost three minutes staring at myself in the mirror while trying to figure out how soap and water could feel so damn good.

When I make it back, Lumen has lost her panties. She’s on her knees with a hand planted next to Riser’s head as they kiss. Her other arm is between them.

My head tilts, and I frown.

She’s got her hand down his boxer briefs, jerking him off.