AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Jesus.
I’m glad I pinned up my hair today because that sent a shiver down my spine.
“Like perfection,” I squeak out in a moan. “You’d rip my panties off and slide into me.”
“Bare?” He growls. “You want my cock in that tight little pussy without anything between us?”
I can’t form the single word that would give that to me. I can’t sayyesbecause it’s stuck somewhere inside of me, buried beneath both fear and need.
He doesn’t wait for me to respond. He lets his fingers do all the talking, giving…everything.
They slide over the lace of my bra to find my left nipple.
He tweaks it with a sharp pinch as his lips press into the skin below my ear. “I fucking love your nipples. So pretty, so hard, so responsive.”
Another tweak and I’m a moaning mess.
I push my ass back, trying to gain more friction against the thick length of his cock. It’s still tucked inside his boxer briefs.
“Fuck me,” I purr. “I want it now.”
“You’re so impatient.” He follows that up with another pinch to my already sensitive nipple. “I’m going to slowly torture you until you come so hard.”
“Promise?” I suck in a deep breath.
It’s useless. I can’t breathe or think. I can’t do anything but chase the orgasm he’s holding just out of my reach.
My hand snakes down my body. “I need to come.”
His hand finds mine, holding it on my stomach just above the lace waistband of my panties. “Not yet.”
“Now,” I demand.
He abandons my hand, and in one effortless motion, his hand is inside of my panties. He traces my cleft with a fingertip before touching my clit with the softest stroke.
My head falls back against his shoulder. “Sean, please.”
“Shhh.” He showers my cheek with soft kisses. “Let go and feel. Just feel.”
With my hands pressed against the door, I give in and do as he says.
I feel.
I feel every skilled movement of his hand. I feel his lips against my cheek, and I feel the orgasm race through me before I almost crumble to my knees from the depth of the pleasure of his touch.
Chapter Forty-Seven
Sean
I knockthree times on Calliope’s door.
I’m fucking late for the dinner she’s worked so hard to prepare.
My brother had to bail on a last-minute late-day meeting because of his commitment to meet with the rep from Berdine.
I handled that as quickly as possible, but it still set me back an hour.
I breathe a sigh of relief when Champ swings open the door.
