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He wasn’t even talking about my clit or the wetness waiting for him below.
He was just referring to the way my nipples responded to him.
But it didn’t stop at just my chest. Easton caused my whole body to react. Even if it was just the delicate touch of his fingertips or the slightest graze of his tongue.
I felt it.
I responded.
And it was those sensations that made me crave more.
That made me beg, “I need you.”
The greediness had taken over and I was adjusting his tip toward my entrance, needing the friction, the fullness.
“Yes, someone does want it, doesn’t she.” He called me out as I rubbed my clit over his crown, exhaling against the top of his head as he gave my chest more attention.
“Please.”
I gasped when his fingers landed on my clit. “I can feel how badly you want me, but why don’t you tell me, Drake.”
Even after all the ways my body had shown him, he wanted more.
He wanted my voice.
My pleading.
My head tilted back, arching my chest even farther into him as he traced around the top of my opening, dipping low enough that he could feel what was waiting for him.
“So fucking wet,” he growled.
“That’s because I’m dying for you.” I released the tub and grasped his shoulders, piercing his skin with my nails. “I can’t wait, Easton. I need you now.”
“I think you can wait a little bit longer.” He ground his tongue over my nipple, pulling back to say, “You need to let that build ramp up a bit more, and when I think you’re ready, I’ll give you my dick.”
“You’re cruel.”
He looked up and sucked my lip into his mouth, finally releasing it. “You won’t be saying that when you’re screaming in a few minutes.”
But I didn’t know how I was going to wait in the meantime.
How anything could be stronger than what I was feeling right now.
But if he was going to torture me, then I was going to do the same to him.
I clasped my hand around his shaft, using the bubbles as lubrication when I lowered to his base, twisting my hand to rise to his tip. Even though he was in water, I swore I could feel the thick bead of pre-cum as it leaked out of him. I pressed my thumb against it, spreading it around before I dipped to the bottom of him again, creating a pattern of swiveling, rising, and dropping.
“And I’m the one who’s being mean,” he roared, looking up from my nipple. “You’re making me fucking ache for you.”
“That’s the point.”
“Do you know what’s going to happen when I give you my dick?”
“I’m going to scream.” I sighed.
He stuck his tongue out, flattening it wide, and lapped my entire breast. “Yes,” he hissed, “you are. And do you know how good it’s going to feel?”
I held his cock against me, my palm gliding down one side while my pussy rubbed against the other, my thumb focused on the top. “But this wait is agonizing. Easton ... it hurts not to have you.”
