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“You’re beautiful and aroused. I can’t leave you like this. But, I’ll give you a choice.”
He pushed a finger inside me.
“Oh, God. Please,” I said breathy.
“My hand,” Jonas whispered.
He leaned down and swirled his tongue around my clit. “My tongue or….”
“Jonas. Please,” I begged as my pulse pounded in my throat.
He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock, rubbing it against my slick sex. “My cock.”
Yes. Jonas.
“Lily.”
“Your cock. Please,” I cried out.
“Lily,” he chuckled.
I woke with a start.Jonas. My skin was on fire as my awareness came fully back to me. Shit. I froze. Light shone behind my eyelids, which were now tightly squeezed shut as awareness of my place and actions came back to me. I loosened my hand, still in my panties, slick with my arousal. Why me?
The sound of our breathing filled a few minutes, as I continued to lay there stuck between the bliss of my dream and the real mortification before me. I realized I hadn’t waxed, and that thought alone further fueled my discomfort. That and the realization Jonas had changed my clothing earlier. He’d probably seen. My skin warmed all the more.
“Lily. It’s okay,” Jonas said softly.
I started to remove my hand, but I felt Jonas’s hand on my wrist.
“Don’t.”
His breathing was heavier.
My eyes opened and my breath hitched as I found him sitting up next to me, looking edible in just his briefs. His gaze burned into my hand where it still rested inside my panties. I squirmed as heat flooded my body and my pulse sped up.
Jonas’s eyes moved to mine and they were almost black. His jaw was taught. He was right on the edge of need himself. He moved his hand to the top of my panties and pressed a finger between mine. He took in a sharp breath as he felt the soaked fabric. I moaned loudly and my hips lifted. That was all he needed.
“Finish now,” Jonas growled out.
Our eyes met, and our connection crackled between us.
My breath was ragged as I shifted against his finger, willing him to continue, as I rubbed my clit under his apt gaze. He shifted closer and I caught sight of his erection, tenting the front of his briefs. I reached out and tugged at the top of them. I wanted him inside me more than I wanted my next breath.
Jonas gripped my hand, stopping me. “Fuck.”
He grunted and closed his eyes, his fingers slipping behind my panties and stroking my clit. That was all I needed. I gapped my legs wider. My hand moved out of the way and gripped the sheets as he continued to stroke my pussy with his finger.
“We shouldn’t. You’re sick,” he said hoarsely, but neither of us wanted him to stop, and he didn’t.
Pushing a finger in and curving it up, he honed in on my G-spot. My eyes rolling in my head, I cried out. I had already been on the edge of climax before he’d started fucking me with his fingers. He added another, sliding them in and out of my pussy. The slick, wet sound filled my ears as I moaned loudly, trying to hold back my climax.
“Was I doing this in your dream? Tell me,” he said in a low tone. “Was I fucking you?”
His words broke me apart, and I shuddered under his fingers as I climaxed.
My body knew him and wanted more. I feared he would stop, but was pleased when I watched him pull off his briefs and grip his long, thick cock in his hand. The sight of him naked before me had me hot with desire for him again, like he hadn’t just sated me moments before. It couldn’t be helped. His body was a work of art. He was all lean muscles and tanned skin. The smooth hair on his chest lead down to his fully engorged cock. Beads of pre-cum glistened on the tip, making my mouth water.
I leaned over and swiped my tongue over the head to taste him. He let out a groan. I moved my mouth to slide him in further. Fuck. He was hard as steel. He needed this. My jaw struggled to accommodate him, and I fought hard not to choke, fearing he would make me stop if I did. He was panting hard, though. He didn’t have the will to stop this.
