Page 59 of Wreck My Mind


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“That’s not what I asked. Let’s try again. When you bought these, were you thinking about me? About how your sweet body would tease me? Tonight when you slipped them on, did you imagine my hand having easy access?” To demonstrate, I ran the thin silk crotch through my fingers, purposefully grazing her slit with my rough knuckles. A shudder went through her.

“Truth,” I warned, palming the orb of her ass. I circled her cheek with a pressured stroke that promised a spanking if she didn’t answer honestly.

“Yes.”

“Good girl,” I whispered, a little dismayed that I wouldn’t get to swat that delectable butt of hers. I grasped it, unable to disguise my need, then reached between her spread legs. My mouth watered and my cock pulsed as the silk barely restricted my hand. I drew the heel of my palm back across her velvet-soft skin. “Like this?”

“Yessss.”

The way she’d drawn the short word out in a long, quivering moan made my dick twitch. I bit down on my own groan while gripping the deck rail with my free hand. I reached through her legs again, this time letting my fingers course over her slit, my middle finger slipping between her heated flesh, so silky and slick with arousal. “And like this?”

“Yes.” The jagged edge of distress in her whispered confession set a desperate fire inside of me. As I repeated the stroke, she pushed back, trying to catch my finger so it would drive in deeper. I flexed my arm tight to hold back from plunging all my fingers into her.

“Tell me what else you imagined me doing, Presh?”

“Sliding…” Her voice shattered as I kept running my finger between her honeyed flesh. I was dying for a taste, but like hell was I going to relieve her agony by pausing for even a few seconds.

I swallowed, my own voice threatening to crack. “Sliding what?”

“…y-your f-fingers,” she stuttered needily, “…inside of me.”

“Like this?” I drew my index finger in teasing, slippery circles before barely dipping in.

“Deeper,” she begged on a moan.

I tested her, taking her only a knuckle deeper. Her body milked my fingertip and I almost shot my load off in my pants again.

She growled, “Deeper,” like she was cursing me.

A smile hinted at the corners of my lips. I flexed my jaw and thrust two fingers deep. I had to gnash my teeth together to keep my own control as Zee keened in ecstasy.

Sliding my fingertips along the wonderous, smooth sheath her body made, I rhythmically drove in and almost out. Every few strokes I cocked my knuckle and brushed it across the spot I knew would send her into orbit. I didn’t focus on it, because I wanted her begging, and the angle would be better in a minute. I worked her over until my hand was soaked and she was squirming and pleading for release. Then I slipped my fingers from her and penetrated her with my thumb, using the rough pad to massage her G-spot. I should’ve turned her around so I could see her face as she came, but instead I clamped my wet fingers over her clit to play with it as well.

Her wails of pleasure were a fucking siren song. Thank God the approaching thunder covered them, because they were fully capable of luring the most skilled of pirates to wreck upon her treasured shores.

Her body fought the waves of pleasure like even she was afraid of their intensity, but she was driving her hips into my hand and coming hard, and harder still. She tensed as I lifted her off the ground so my thumb could rasp with even more pressure. That was when she collapsed, her body clenching as she cried out.

Spent, she draped her head against my shoulder as she caught her breath, trusting me to fully hold her. I marveled at how right it felt to have her satiated weight on my forearm, her pussy still pulsing around my thumb in waves.

She didn’t have one thought in her spectacular mind or a single fear in her beautiful heart. I wanted it to last forever. Angels or devils, Zee and I were the same. And this…this was the moment I’d take to heaven with me, or hell.

The misting rain began sprinkling in earnest as I reluctantly lowered her. Using two fingers, I dipped back inside of her before bringing the stolen honey into my mouth. I moaned blissfully before I sucked my thumb for more of her sweetness. “Damn, I knew you’d taste good.”

Falling steadier now, the rain shower roused Zee back to her senses. But instead of turning her free to run for cover, I drew my hand along her jawline. Capturing her chin with my fingers, I brought her face around to mine, our lips meeting with a desperate force. The water streaming down our faces made it feel like we were drinking each other in gulps, never quite quenching the thirst.

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