Her pink nails dig into my skin.
Her hips rock against mine.
She needs me so fucking badly.
I drag my lips down her neck, over her collarbone, to her chest. I take her nipple into my mouth and suck softly.
Her hands find my hair. "Fuck."
I do it again.
"Brendon." Her hips rock against me. Her hand knots in my hair. "God."
I suck harder.
Her groan echoes around the room.
I toy with her until she's shaking. Then I bring my hand between her thighs and I stroke her over her panties.
She's fucking dripping.
I can feel it even with all that cotton in the way.
"Fuck." She tugs at my hair.
She bucks against me. Again and again.
I push her closer to the edge.
Suck a little harder.
Stroke a little softer.
I watch need spill over her expression. Her eyelids press together. Her brow knits. Her teeth sink into her lip.
She's so fucking close.
But she's not coming on my hand.
Not today.
I bring my hands to her hips and push her onto the bed.
She falls onto her back. Looks up at me with a mix of need and affection in her eyes.
"Scoot up and put your hands over your head," I demand.
She holds my gaze as she moves up the bed.
Her hands go to her hips.
She pushes her panties to her knees then kicks them off her ankles.
Then she brings her hands over her head.
Fuck, she's baiting me.
If it was someone else, it would annoy me.