Page 48 of Touch Me


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“I need your help,” I repeated my well-practiced speech.

For one perfect moment, he just looked at me. Really looked at me as if examining a priceless painting. A delightful shudder rolled through me and settled between my thighs.

He smacked his lips together like he was tempting me to kiss him.

I needed to take charge. And quick.

I stood and placed my green heel on the bed so Holy Hotness could see up my skirt. He rolled toward me slightly, and the golden flecks in his eyes danced. I tossed my shoe toward my jacket.

“I don’t like to be alone when I’m horny. So . . .” I hooked my thumbs beneath the lace at the top of my thigh and rolled my fishnet stocking down. “I’m going to pleasure myself, and you can watch if you want.”

He pushed up on his elbow, and when the sheet slipped sideways, I chanced a peek. Woah! Today’s glorious passion partner was already naked. My breath hitched, and it took all my effort to continue. A fire blazed through me. My cheeks burned, my chest burned, hell . . . everything burned.

And he was so hot it was a wonder the sheet draped over his groin didn’t self-combust. My heart pounded in my ears, hitting an erratic beat.

“Or I can pick up my things and leave right now.” I cocked an eyebrow and smiled.

“Not necessary. I’m curious.” He ran his tongue over his lips. “You can stay.”

I’ll give you curious, Mr. Holy Hotness.

I removed my other shoe and stocking, and before my knees buckled beneath me, I lifted my dress over my head and tossed it onto the floor.

I heard him swallow. “Okay . . . just so I’ve got this straight . . .”

I raised one eyebrow at him, certain I couldn’t speak.

“You’re going to. . . what did you say?—”

“Pleasure myself.” I cringed. Now I understood why Lolita found it hilarious. The words were ridiculous. I wanted to ooze into a pool of shame on the carpet.

“Pleasure yourself. Ya mon.” He nodded. “No worries.” Dontrel sat up, and the sheet fell across the trail of hair that ran from his very sexy navel down to his . . .

“Do you want my help?”

Hell yes! I want you on me, your hands all over me. I want your heat inside me.

I cleared my throat. “No. Thank you. I’ll be just fine.”

The heat between my legs hit inferno mode. I stood at the side of the bed and flicked my bra off.

His eyes bounced to my boobs and his tongue slid over his lips. “And what do I do?”

Woah, his voice is sexy.

As I cupped my breast and pinched my nipple, his cock bounced to life beneath the white sheet. Tingles rained down from the sensitive bud between my fingers through my body until they shuddered across my clit. “You can. . . you know. . . touch yourself, too, if you wish.”

He yanked off the bed sheet, and my breath hitched. His cock grew, thickening and lengthening right before my eyes.

Dontrel’s gaze moved slowly from me to his own beast. A smile curled across his beautiful lips, and when I smiled back, his cock twitched. When I raised one eyebrow, he did it again.

He chuckled. “What’s your name, then?”

I blinked. Dontrel sure was chatty. I normally didn’t reveal my assumed identity until the end. I raised my finger to my lips. “Shush.” I slid my hand down my underpants and over my clit.

“Stop!” His expression grew devilish. “You said I could watch.”

I put my hands on my hips. “You’re still talking.”

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