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Fucking hell. I can’t wait to get that filthy mouth wrapped around my cock.
Me: One more thing I want before filling you with my cock.
Allie: Goddammit you’re hot.
Me: Show me how you make yourself come with those sweet little fingers, baby.
Allie wastes no time, pulling her panties to the side, revealing herself to me fully. I step all the way to the windowed wall now, my hands grasping against the glass. She starts playing with her clit, first with slow circles, gradually building up speed.
Allie moans, loud enough that I hear it through the window, then dips the two fingers she’s been teasing herself with into her glistening lower lips. She pumps them in and out, in time with the fingers that work her clit.
She’s mesmerizing. An angel. A vixen. A goddess. I don’t deserve her. Don’t deserve to watch her. Care for her. Salivate over her exposed body.
But somehow she believes I do because she is showing me everything. No shyness. No inhibition. She’s in ecstasy, holding eye contact with me while she pleasures herself so deliciously, moaning as her hips move, ridingher fingers.
I press against the glass as both of her hands move faster and she comes apart, never taking her eyes off of me. The second she pulls her hands away, I’m moving for the back door.
Chapter 26
Allie
“You can accomplish anything you put your mind to, but you may find it more satisfying if you allow someone else to help you along the way.”-Allie’s horoscope, May 20th
I’m on my knees, bra pulled down, panties to the side, skirt folded up at my waist, coming down from the best orgasm I’ve ever given myself when Luke comes in the back door ofTurbine.
He watched me with hungry eyes while I touched myself, devoured every movement of my impromptu striptease.Well, impromptu for me at least.He was ready for it.
It has not escaped my notice that Luke likes to watch. At first, I thought maybe he hated me just like I hated him, so he watched to catch me fucking something up. Every time I felt myself starting to crack under the pressure of losing Station 19, I knew I couldn’t let it show, because he would see.
But as time went on, I recognized the way his features would soften when he watched me. Jaw less tense. Brows less stern.He wasn’t watching because he hated me. It was the opposite. Eventually, when the stress got to me, I’d find him through the glass wall, and our eyes meeting would bring me comfort. I started wearing dresses because I knew he would be watching. I even bought a couple of new ones.Okay, more than a couple.And he commented on every single one.
And of course, he’s been flirting with me since day one. So,show me how you make yourself comeshouldn’t have been a surprise. I’d never masturbated in front of anyone before, but I loved touching myself for him.
Now, I’m left craving his touch so badly, I can barely stand it. I watch as he takes determined steps toward me, seconds feeling like minutes. The hard cock that’s been taunting me all night strains against his pants.Fuck, he looks powerful.
He’s always in control, almost stoic.
Doesn’t raise his voice. Doesn’t lose his cool.
I’ve tried to get a rise out of him in every way imaginable, starting with towing his truck on that first day. Turns out, all it took was giving in to this attraction for him to come unraveled.
When I start to turn away from the window toward him, my table wobbles a little, but he’s there in an instant, balancing it and stopping me from moving. In one motion, he picks me up and presses his lips to mine.
It’s only been a matter of hours since he kissed me last, but I’ve craved his lips on mine every second since. He kisses me deeply, and I sink into it, only letting go when he sets me down on a nearby chair.
“You have to get rid of these tables.” Luke shakes his head.
“Why? I love them.”
“They’re dangerous, Allie,” he says, dropping to his knees in front of me.
“I’ve never gotten hurt.”
“Only because I keep saving you.” He pulls me so far forward on the chair that I have to balance on him to keep from falling off as he draws one of my nipples between his lips, sucking, kissing, massaging with his tongue. When I run my fingers through his hair, he moans, sending vibrations into the sensitive tissue of my breast. Once he’s satisfied with the treatment on that side, he looks up to me. “Although, I would like to keep that one.” He points over his shoulder at the table I was kneeling on moments ago, the same one that has a chip out of the finish on the edge because I fell off it and knocked it over. “For memories.”
“I think I’ll keep them all,” I say, trying to be light-hearted and flirtatious, but his attentions have my voice coming out breathy instead.
Still on his knees before me, Luke nips at the tight bud between his lips before pulling back, rubbing his thumbs back and forth across my thoroughly ravaged nipples. “I’ll take you shopping. I’ll buy you new ones. I’llmakeyou new tables if you’d like, but I won’t allow you to get hurt.”
