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She shook her head. “No, it’s just…the way you’re staring at me.”
“Aren’t people always staring at you?”
“Not the way you do it,” Beth whispered.
A thrill swelled in my chest. I grinned up at her as I pulled her panties off and pocketed them. A souvenir of our first time together. On a less-than-gentlemanly note, I wanted Beth to leave my apartment today with no underwear, reminding her that I was the one who had stripped her bare, seeing her in a way no one else was allowed to.
Not even that fucking prick, Lionel.
I curved my hands around the back of Beth’s thighs, fingertips gliding over smooth, warm skin. Her breath shuddered as my touch trailed higher and higher. When I found her needy wet slit, Beth’s mouth fell open with a gasp. I traced a line up to her clit, circling the stiff peak with delicate pressure until her knees started to shake.
“Take off your shirt,” I murmured.
Beth hurried to obey, tossing it aside without looking away from me. Her corset was only loosely tied into place and I couldn’t wait to get her out of it.
Slipping a finger inside her, I curled upward. Beth rose onto her tiptoes, dropping her head back with a perfectly wrecked sound. As I slowly stroked her higher and higher, she started shifting her hips against my fingers, trying to grind into my hand for more friction.
“Take it easy, pretty girl,” I said, scraping my teeth over her hip, leaving stinging red welts behind. Beth squirmed harder. “If you want an orgasm, I intend to make it a damn good one.”
Before she could respond, I slid another finger inside her, pressing down on her clit with the pad of my thumb at the same time. Beth arched into my touch.
“Fuck, yes, oh my God, Axel,” she rasped.
I smiled to myself, watching the blissful haze cloud her eyes. She wasn’t thinking about what she looked like or what other people thought of her anymore.
A rosy flush bloomed across her neck and chest. With her pants on the floor, legs planted wide for me, and a halo of frizz beginning to rise from her damp hair, Beth was completely undone and achingly beautiful. This was a side of Beth that only I was granted access to—no professional photographer or photo shoot would ever get to see my breathtaking Beth like this.
Keeping my fingers buried inside her, I wedged a shoulder under her leg and lifted Beth onto the table. She squeaked in surprise. Using my forearm, I pushed her legs open, exposing her gorgeous pink pussy wrapped around my knuckles.
“Tell me,” I said, my voice rough and low as I met Beth’s gaze. “Did Lionel ever fingerfuck you on the kitchen table?”
“No—oh!” Beth broke off with a sharp intake of air as I set a punishing pace, pumping my fingers hard and fast.
She canted her hips toward me and I felt her walls flutter.
“Did he ever tell you to play with your nipples when he touched you?”
Beth’s fingers flew to the bodice of her corset, tripping over the front, desperate for access. Finally, she shimmied it down as far as she could. It was just enough to free her tits and she cupped them, caressing and squeezing until she moaned.
The sight of her like that, rolling her own rosy nipples between her fingertips had me rock hard in seconds. The zipper of my jeans pressed against my cock with a burn that made me grit my teeth.
I placed my palm against Beth’s sternum and eased her back until she laid flat on the table. Sliding my hand higher, I traced my thumb over her lower lip, dragging down the column of her throat. Her pulse raced under my touch. Compared to the tanned, inked skin of my hand, her skin looked pale and fragile, but she trusted me so completely to take care of her and keep her safe.
I slowed my pace to a few languorous strokes of my fingers, making sure she stayed right on the edge of pleasure. It might feel good but it wasn’t nearly enough friction to make her come. Not yet.
With my other hand, I unzipped my jeans and shoved them down past my hips. Reluctantly, I pulled away from her just long enough to fumble a condom from my pocket, rolling it on as fast as I could. Grasping the base of my cock, I glanced up at Beth’s face and pressed against her wet slit, dragging my length through her slickness.
She let out a pleading little noise, moving her legs open even more, eager to have me inside her.
I placed a hand on the table next to her head and leaned over Beth, rolling my hips. All I would have to do was a slight shift and I could glide into her silky pussy. I kept rutting against her instead, fueled by the way she breathed harder. I loved watching her fall apart like this.
I smoothed Beth’s hair back from her forehead, my mouth an inch away from hers as I locked my gaze with hers.
“Bigger than you expected, isn’t it, sweetheart?” I said with a quick kiss to the corner of her mouth.
Beth nodded with a wordless whimper.
“I can see it in your eyes,” I continued. “You look so ready to be stretched open and filled until you can feel every inch of my cock, pretty girl.”
