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He smirks before he bends forward and takes a needy nipple between his warm lips. I can’t help but cry out as the sensation sends sparks all the way to my toes. He tastes me, sucking and kneading in a way only he knows how. With the other hand, he massages my other breast, pulling and tugging at my nipple until I’m left panting and whimpering in need.
I arch my back, granting him greater access as I need more. And I know thatmorewill only be doused by reaching into my pants and extinguishing the inferno between my legs.
“More,” I shamelessly beg as I begin rocking, his length pressing against me in just the right way.
“You want me to get you off?” he hoarsely questions around my breast.
“Fuck yes.” I can’t help the profanity, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and there is no greater desperation than right now.
Dixon chuckles before reaching between us. With deft fingers, he unsnaps the top button of my jeans. He takes my nipple backinto his mouth as he slips his hand into my pants. He bypasses my underwear and goes straight in for the kill. We both hiss the moment he touches me in the flesh.
“You’re always so ready for me. You know what a fucking turn-on that is.” It’s not really a question, but rather a statement, a statement filled with pure ownership—ownership of my body. And it’s true. I belong to him. I always have.
I grunt in response, focusing on the way his fingers and mouth work in sync with one another as they bring me closer to the edge. He bites my nipple softly while inserting a finger into my starved body. He works his way in slow, but tonight, slow is not enough.
“More. Please.”
Dixon growls and slowly works in another, filling me so deliciously full I never want him to leave. He begins stroking me gently while I work my hips, his fingers moving deep within me. He’s skating around my center, teasing me because he knows the moment he touches me, I’ll explode. He wants to ride out my pleasure as long as he can.
He delves in deeper and deeper, so deep he takes my breath away. I gasp, feeling that sinister knot tightening and tightening.
“I want these.” He goes from one breast to the other, sucking, nipping, and licking madly. “I want this.” He twirls his fingers inside me while circling his thumb over my cleft.
I scream and squeeze my eyes shut. The feeling of being worked over this way sends my senses into overdrive. But he’s stalling and teasing me, as I know he’s holding out and waiting for the grand finale. “Please, Dixon.”
“Please what?”
“Please, finish me off. I’m so close.”
“I know,” he smugly replies, coiling his tongue around my nipple.
“If you d-don’t, then I will.” I impulsively reach down and nudge his hand out of the way as I slip a finger into myself. It’s a poor substitute, and my body instantly demands Dixon’s return.
“Holy shit. That is so fucking hot.” His hand cups mine, guiding me to insert another finger, so I do.
I’m totally touching myself in front of another person, and I don’t care. All I care about is my release.
“C’mon, chase it out. Touch yourself and feel what I feel every time I touch you.”
I throw my head back as I continue touching myself quickly with Dixon’s hand still locked over mine. He’s directing the speed and how deep I go, and when he flicks over my core, it’s almost my undoing. I’m so close. I’m speeding toward the finish line…but when Dixon withdraws his hand and slips his fingers, the ones which were inside me moments ago, into my mouth and orders me to suck, I lose all control and come so violently that I see stars. I ride out my release, my fingers not stilling until the last tremor wracks my sated body.
When I collapse in a heap, Dixon hums. “That was by far the hottest thing I have ever witnessed in my entire life.” I grunt in response, my head resting lazily against his shoulder.
I’m not sure how long I stay this way, and only Dixon’s cell chiming has me moving an inch so he can reach around me to snatch it off the coffee table. “Hey, Finch. Oh, man, that’s awesome,” he says, pressing the phone to his ear as he runs his fingers down my back.
My skin instantly reacts to his touch.
“Maddy is over. I’m, er, helping her study.”
I can’t help but laugh.
“Sure. Let me ask her.”
Pulling back slowly, I brush my matted hair from my eyes. When I see Dixon, I instantly flush as it hits home that I just masturbated on his lap.
He smirks, totally reading my thoughts. “Finch and Heidi have invited us over for dinner. Gabriella just started walking, and they want to celebrate. Do you want to go?”
I nod animatedly as I’ve yet to meet Finch. “I would love to. Tell him thank you.”
