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“That’s it, my love. Open up for me.”
I did. Both legs fell onto a different side of the bed, splitting me in half. I wet my index and middle fingers by swiping them down my tongue. When they reached that sensitive nub between my thighs, I shuddered.
“Oh God,” I whispered.
It felt like an eternity had passed since I’d touched myself. It had been even longer since anyone else had touched me. But the man my orbs were locked on could touch me any day, any time, any place. He had my permission.
Up and down, I rubbed my centerpiece.
“Uhhhh.” Quietly, I sounded off.
Feeling fingertips pressed against my skin, gently trailing my legs, upward toward my thighs, heightened my senses. All of them. I could see him better, hear his praises loud and clear, feel the rigidness of his fingernails, smell the scent of linen and amber on his skin, and taste remnants of him he’d obviously left behind before I closed my eyes.
“Just like that.”
As he spoke, hishands retreated, leaving me craving more of his touch, more of his attention, although I seemed to have it all. Up on his knees, he pushed the band of his briefs downward until his sword swung from side to side, slicing the air without remorse. My bottom lip folded into my mouth and succumbed to injuries from my teeth nearly breaking through flesh.
“Oh, God. I’m going to cum.”
“That’s what you’re supposed to do,” he assured me as he leaned forward and stuck three fingers inside of me.
“Whaaaaaaaa—”
He retrieved them, but not without scooping up my creaminess, using it as lubrication for his shaft. He stroked it, never taking his eyes off me as I twirled my fingers around and around.
“Look at me.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Look at me.”
Painfully, I pulled my eyes from his elongated pole, focusing on his rich chocolate skin and charcoaled eyes. His full, long lashes covered them as he blinked slowly, filling my chest with compassion and purpose and desire.
“Ummmm. Ummmmm. It’s coming.”
“Then, let it come.”
“Oh God.”
“Let go, A—”
Opaque fluid shot from his piece as he gripped it tighter, staring at me as my universe crashed and burned. My brows furrowed on my face, causing unwarranted discomfort that was nearly meaningless in comparison to the tingling from my abdomen area down to my thighs.
“Uggggggghhhhhhh,” I groaned. “God!”
My eyes reopened, forcing me back into reality where there weren’t any long, thick arms or fingertips that longed for a fix of my skin. It was just me, a soiled bed underneath me, and a sunken pillow.
What the heck was that?I asked myself, trying my hardest to catch my breath.What was it?
FOUR
Fixatedon the image in front of him, Hank was oblivious to everything around him. He was locked in, trying to find something, anything, about the image I’d missed. And when he finally looked up at me with disappointing eyes, I knew he’d come to the same conclusion as me.
“I feel like I’m holding a vital piece of this fucking puzzle but I can’t see shit and that’s frustrating me,” he fumed.
I retrieved the picture he was handing to me and rested my back against the chair behind me again. Though the image held the answer to my question, it gave me nothing. It was simply a mixture of colors and a large swoosh caused by movement in still images that would make you dizzy if you stared too long. There had been many days that I’d had to gather my bearings after putting it down, afraid to stand or I’d fall on my ass.
“Dead ends,” I scoffed. “Keep hitting dead ends.”
