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I watch through hooded eyes as she presses gentle circles into her clit, her pussy getting wetter by the second as she brings herself closer to the edge. I reach down and squeeze my cock through my sweatpants, needing relief from how fucking hard I am.
“I want to see,” Wynter whispers and my eyes shoot up to clash with hers.
I chuckle. “Do you want to see how hard I am for you, little dove?”
“Yes.” She nods, her eyes dragging down my body until they lock with the tent in my sweatpants. Slowly I draw them down my thighs, my cock so hard it slaps against my stomach the moment it’s freed.
Wynter’s strokes of her clit speed up as my hand wraps around my aching cock, precum pooling at the tip.
The moment feels impossibly intimate seeing as not one part of me is touching her. The electricity whirling around the room makes it almost impossible for either of us to breathe.
“Use your other hand and fuck yourself with your fingers,” I order, tightening my grip around my cock. My hand and I are pretty well acquainted, but it’s never felt this fucking good.
Wynter’s eyes widen, but a moment later, she’s obeying me by sliding a finger into her drenched sheath.
“More,” I growl.
She squeezes a second finger in beside the first, and despite how wet she is, she winces slightly at the burn of the stretch. She hasn’t been fucked since we were together eight years ago, I’ve made sure of that, made sure I would always be the only person to ever slide into the paradise between her thighs. Before I can slide into her sweet pussy, I’m going to need to put in some work to make sure I don’t hurt her, because the moment I sink back into the heaven between her legs, I’m never going to want to leave.
“That’s my good girl,” I murmur as I watch her work her fingers to bring herself closer to the edge.
“It’s too much after I just came,” she whines, but she doesn’t stop moving, not even for a moment.
“You better get used to coming more than once, dove, because the moment I get my hands back on you, I’m going to make sure you come so many times and so hard, that you won’t remember your own fucking name,” I growl.
Her mouth drops open, her plump lips forming the perfect O and I barely hold myself back from sinking between the perfect pillows. But I won’t touch her. Not yet. There’s plenty of time for me to fuck her mouth in the future, and I can be patient.
I tear my eyes from her mouth and drag them down her naked body, all smooth lines and perfection, until I lock on where her hands are moving at the apex of her thighs. I could watch this all day, listen to the gentle moans of ecstasy. Her pleasure is my favorite drug.
“Oh god,” she whispers like a prayer, the sound of her wetness filling the room. She’s so fucking turned on she’s dripping, her sweet honey gushing around her fingers as she works herself.
I barely catch myself when I reach to touch her. Everything about Wynter Saint James is tempting, and she doesn’t even know it. One of my biggest regrets is that she doesn’t see herself the way the rest of the world does, that I took away a part of her when I left. The selfish bastard in me rejoices in the idea no other man has had Wynter the way I have, that by breaking her the way I did, she couldn’t trust anyone in the time I was away, but she’ll never feel like that again. She’ll always know her worth, she’ll know exactly how I see her, because she is everything.
“Not God, dove.” I chuckle.
“You haven’t touched me. You can’t take credit for any of this,” Wynter breathes.
“Are you trying to tempt me, little dove?”
She shakes her head against the pillow, her blonde locks spread around her like a halo. She looks downright angelic, and part of me wants to take my beautiful angel and make her fall to the depths of hell right alongside me.
“I think you are, dove. I think you’re a siren trying to tempt me into the ocean.” I lean over her, careful to keep our bodies from brushing against one another. “I think you want me to take over because you know how well I can play your body.”
Wynter’s eyes dilate as a moan slips from her lips. She’s so fucking turned on she’s all I can hear and smell, her sweetness begging to be enjoyed. “No,” she says quietly.
“Liar.” I smirk. “I don’t need to touch you for you to be dripping for me, Wynter. All you need are my words and you’ll soak through the sheets. Now tell me, little dove, has anyone else ever had this effect on you? Have you ever rubbed your sweet pussy for anyone else and felt this wet and needy?” I know the answer. I haven’t allowed her to get close enough to anyone for that to be the case.
Wynter pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as she considers her answer. If she’s smart, she won’t lie to me, not about something like this. In the end, she shakes her head. “No. It’s only ever been you,” she whispers, closing her eyes to break the moment.
“Open your eyes,” I growl. “I want you to look at me when we come together.”
Ice blue looks back at me and I groan as I squeeze my cock harder, I’m so fucking close to the edge I’m barely holding on, but we’re coming together whether she likes it or not.
“Are you ready to come, dove?”
“Yes.” Wynter nods, her movements beneath me becoming shaky and less precise with each second that passes.
“I want to hear my name on those pretty lips as you come, little dove.” I lean down until our faces are so close we’re breathing the same air. It would be so easy to crash my lips down on hers right now, to taste her as she comes, but I don’t. Being this close to her is enough. For now. “Come for me, Wynter,” I demand through clenched teeth as my balls tighten and the base of my spine tingles with the need for my release.
