Page 115 of The Counterfeit Lover


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She does.

"Good girl. Now, slowly, spread your legs and lift your dress for me," I murmur.

Her eyes widen, but she obeys, placing her hands on her knees as she slowly parts her legs, giving me a teasing view of her pussy.

Even slower, she wraps her fingers in the material of her dress as she lifts it up, her eyes on me, her teeth nibbling at her lower lip.

"Fucking hell," I groan when I get an unobstructed view of her panties, a sheer white piece of material that has a tiny stain of moisture at its center.

My mouth already waters for a taste.

"Like this?" she drawls in that sexy voice of hers, sliding her panties off her legs and dumping them on the ground.

"Fuck," I curse, my eyes affixed to that sweet spot.

I need to keep my head in the game and this isn't helping me at all.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and count to ten, hoping to rein myself in. Turning, I grab the small box I'd bought, placing it on the table in front of the sofa.

I drop to my knees in front of her, for a moment just dragging my hands up her shapely calves and soft thighs, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin.

"I have a surprise for you," my lips draw up in a smile as I meet her gaze, so clouded with desire the black of her pupils engulfs her irises.

"Show me," she whispers, the sound breathy and thoroughly intoxicating.

With nimble fingers, I remove the device from its box. Pink and egg-shaped at the base, it extends outward in a small tail.

She blinks in surprise.

"What's that?"

"What do you think?" I raise a brow.

She wets her lips, simply watching me as I handle the device.

"We're going to a club since I promised you. But you're only allowed to think of me. Only see me, only feel me," I tell her in a smooth tone, lulling her into opening her legs even wider for me. "You know I can't stand the thought of anyone else coming near you, seeing you the way only I'm allowed to see you, touching you…"

She draws a sharp breath in.

"But you like to tease me, don't you? You think I don't knowwhyyou want to go to a club? You want to see me on the edge, don't you? Admit it."

"Yes," her eyes snap closed as I bring the back of my fingers against the lips of her drenched sex, a light caress that seems to make her lightheaded. "Yes, I want to see you on edge. I want to see youkillfor me," she cries out as I insert one finger into her tiny opening. She's already soaking wet, just from my voice—just from my fucking words.

She wants me to kill for her… Fuck, but she doesn't know what I'm capable of doing for her, does she? I'd take on the entire world just to be rewarded one of her smiles, and I could not find it in me to regret it.

"Shh," I whisper when her breathing intensifies, her hips wiggling on the sofa as she seeks to take more of my finger.

But this is just a taste. No matter how much I want to give her everything, I need to control myself.

Taking hold of the toy, I slide it up and down her pussy, lathering it in her wetness before I push the thick end inside of her.

Her mouth opens on a moan, her eyes wide as she looks at me in awe.

The tail remains on the outside, and before I domore,I take her panties, sliding them back up her legs.

"Raf…" she calls my name in confusion, as if she's not sure exactly what's happening.

I simply smile at her, taking my phone out and holding my thumb on the screen.

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