Page 48 of See Through

“Shit,” I groan, my arms gripping the fabric as his eyes lock on mine. “You’re driving me crazy.”

“Good.” The corner of his lips lift. “Can you grab my hair and pull it, Aubs?”

I nod, knowing how much he loves that. The other night, I yanked a little too hard, and he made a sound I had never heard before. To make a long story short, we both found out we liked some other things in the bedroom than we never knew about.

“Like this?” My hand grabs the bun, and I pull, his eyes rolling back. “Oh, yeah, just like that.”

“Aubrey, baby,” he whimpers. “I need you to come for me.” His fingers are still moving at the perfect pace, his thumb finding my clit, his eyes staring into mine. “Please don’t make me wait any longer.”

“I won’t, just⁠—”

His fingers fuck me harder, and, before I’m even done soaking his fingers, he’s tearing his clothes off and thrusts inside me, my back hitting the small carpet as his hand comes behind my head.

I don’t even know how he did that, but I’m not complaining.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispers to me. “God, look at how beautiful you look, taking my cock so well. You’re such a good girl, baby. Such a good girl for me, giving me everything I want.”

His words drive me more insane than before. I can’t ever take much of Dean and his mouth. “I can’t believe you’re real.”

“Oh, I’m real, alright.” He presses a kiss to my neck, biting softly. I’m sure he’s leaving a mark. His hand cups my face as his other reaches for my pussy. He slows his thrusts before I feel his fingers enter me again, his pace matching his thrusts. “How do you feel like this, honey?”

“Full.”

“Good,” he sighs. “Because you’re going to come like this, and then I’m gonna fuck those beautiful tits of yours.”

“Oh, really?” He speeds up. I’ve never felt like this before—so fully infatuated with someone. Every move he makes, I want more of. Every time he stares at me, I want to know what he’s thinking.

“Really.” I can barely think as he finds a pace that drives me crazy. I can feel my back arching, my hands clawing at the floor as I feel pressure start to build again. My hands move to his back as I ride out my second orgasm, and when he pulls out of me, his hands are covered, so he licks them clean.

I can feel myself throb at the sight.

“Delicious.” He moves up to my chest, his cock right in front of me, throbbing as he stares down at me. “You drive me crazy, Aubrey. God, I’ve never seen someone so beautiful.”

“You’ve said that a few times,” I pant.

“And I’ll say it for the rest of our lives. Now, press your boobs together and let me fuck those pretty tits.”

I do as he says, and once he slides in between them, he moans.

“You want to come like this?” I whisper as I watch him slowly thrust between my boobs. “Your cock looks good right here.”

“It feels so fucking good.”

“Then paint my chest, Dean. Show me who I belong to.”

“Oh, God.” I can’t help myself as I lean my head forward, my tongue meeting the tip of his dick as he thrusts.

I see his legs start to shake as he comes, barely able to say a word as he grabs the loveseat for support. He looks so fucking beautiful like this, and he’s all mine. Sometimes, I can’t quite wrap my mind around that.

He settles next to me on the floor, barely catching his breath as he reaches for some tissues to clean me up. After he does, he gets dressed before setting me back on the loveseat. He slips his shirt over my head and puts my underwear and pants back on.

“Don’t move, Aubs.” He presses a kiss to the side of my head. “Did you enjoy that distraction?”

“I did,” I giggle. “Thank you. You always know what to do, what to say. You’re just…”

“I’m what, baby?”

“You’re my person. You know what I need from a simple look. You can practically read my mind, and I don’t know how you do it.”