Page 123 of Beneath the Quiet

She hesitates, but I lean forward.

“Please,” I purr. “Let me take care of you in ways that sorry excuse for a fiancé couldn’t.” I push my boxers all the way down and grip the base of my cock, tilting the head so she can see the white drops. “See this? That’s because of you, Mae. My cock is leaking already, and if I were with you now, I’d push inside you so hard, stretching your pussy just the way you like it, and make you scream my name for everyone to hear. You make my head spin from wanting you. Do you want me to beg? I’m not a begging man, but I will if that’s what you want. But I need to hear you say it.”

Her whimper is like music to my ears, stealing my breath, and I can’t resist touching myself, even though I swore I wouldn’t.

This woman has me wrapped around her finger, wanting me to please her in every way I can, just so I can see her smile.

“Lord, what you do to me,” she moans, her fingers spreading her pussy, letting me see everything. But then she stops and reaches for the drawer, and triumph sings in my veins. Her fringe hides her eyes, stopping me from seeing her when she pulls out the toy. It’s purple, slightly curved at the end, and with a little rabbit in the middle.

Sweat beads at the nape of my neck, and I have to strain from not wanking my cock too hard too soon.

“Do you need lube?”

She shakes her head. “Not today.”

“Good. Soak the head with your pussy first, then put it inside you before you turn it on.”

Our ragged breathing fills the room as she does what I say. I put more pressure on my cock, my eyes intent on her hands. She coats the head, just like I told her to, then pushes the toy inside. We groan at the same time, caught up in the moment together.

“That’s it.” I clear my parched throat. “Show me how you make yourself come, Mae. I’ll be with you every step of the way. Burn wild for me.”

She pushes her top to the side and reveals her breast, and the sound when she pinches her nipple shoots tingles down my spine. Head thrown back, her eyes closed, she gives in to her lust and clicks on the toy. She bucks her hips, then starts to fuck herself.

“Good girl.” My praise falls on a broken groan. “I can hear you. Fuck! Louder.”

Her hand fucks her even faster, and I tighten my grip on my cock. I can’t look away from the sight before me.

“Precious,” I croak and lean forward, needing to get as close to her as I can get despite the distance between us.

“Oh, my Lord,” she pants, digging her heels into the bed. She bows her back, lifts her hips, and then I see her fall into a thousand pieces. “Aidan! I’m coming!” Her body wracks with shivers, and she jerks her hips, fucking her toy hard.

“Fuuuuuck, Mae!”

My cum takes me by surprise, spurting up on my stomach. I’m enraptured by her hooded eyes watching me spill every little drop. The waves crash over me, and I can’t stop groaning as I come harder than I ever have, my cock jerking in my hand.

I lean my head back on the headrest, my eyes never leaving hers as I come down from my high. Her knees fall to the sides, hands and toy forgotten on the bed, and I smile at her, panting as if I’ve run a marathon.

“Well, then…is that what you needed?”

She giggles and claps a hand on her mouth, her eyes dancing. “Yes. Exactly what I needed. You’re a fiend.” I raise my eyes.

“That’s the second time you’ve called me that. Why?”

“You make me forget everything except giving in to my horniness, making me want to jump you every chance I get, no matter where I am. It’s bad.”

I chuckle darkly. “You phoned me, remember?”

She nods and stretches, a languid, satisfied smile painting her lips. My eyes travel the length of her naked torse, and a pang hits me hard in my gut.

I wish I’d been with her instead of talking her through it at my office.

I want to wipe the teasing smile off her lips and tickle her until she begs for mercy.

I ache to feel her soft, pliant body cuddled close next to mine…

Fuck.

I sigh and run a hand through the scruff on my chin. “Listen, I hate having to end this, but I do have some more work to do before I can call it a day.”