Page 124 of Lucky Mother Pucker

“I’ve never done that before. I’ve never…touched myself…in front of anyone before.”

That sharp, hazy look in his eyes softens. “If you don’t want to do this, that’s okay. But I want you to know that it’s one of my biggest turn-ons, watching a woman play with herself. And the thought of watching you play with your pussy is my biggest fantasy.”

That nervous feeling starts to fade. He wants this. He wants to watch me. So bad.

“How do you want me?”

Gently, he grabs me by the waist and moves me so I’m sitting on my ass with my back against the headboard.

He moves so he’s lying on his stomach in front of me.

“Spread your legs,” he rasps.

My breathing kicks up as I do what he says.

“Wider.”

His gaze falls between my thighs. His eyes darken, and his stare turns hungry.

Another breath skids out of my mouth. That ache in my pussy deepens. I haven’t even touched myself yet, and I’m already so turned on. No guy has ever looked at me like this before. Like he’s starving, and I’m the only thing in the world he’s craving.

“Wider, Luce,” he grits out.

With my hands on my thighs, I pull my legs even wider.

His gaze focuses, and he runs his tongue along his bottom lip. “So pretty.”

I reach down and gently press the pads of my fingers over my clit. I whimper at the sudden wave of pleasure pulsing through my body. It settles low, between my thighs, simmering hot.

“Oh, god,” I whine.

When I open my eyes, I look down and see Leo’s face just inches from my pussy. His jaw bulges from how hard he’s biting down.

I move my fingers in soft, fast circles. My inner thigh muscles twitch the more turned on I get.

I’ve never had a guy this close to my body before. I’ve had sex before, and I’ve had a guy go down on me. But never this.

Never a guy requesting that I touch myself for his viewing pleasure. There’s something about it that’s so intimate. A closeness I’ve never felt before.

“Not so fast,” he orders. I instantly slow down, even though I’m aching to speed up so I can come.

“Tease that pretty pussy, baby. Let it build.”

My hand shakes as I keep that slower pace.

“Lay off your clit for a little bit.”

I let out a whiny noise. He just looks at me, a wicked smile playing on his lips. “Do it, Luce.”

I shiver. He wasn’t kidding. He is very bossy.

I pull off my clit, teasing my slick folds instead. My inner thigh muscles tremble at how hard it is to hold back. It’s the sweetest, hottest torment.

Leo turns his face to the side and presses a soft kiss to my thigh. “Good girl.”

He trails kisses along my skin. “You can touch your clit again.”

I swirl my fingers in that steady, fast rhythm I like.