I drag a chair and sprawl in it, my legs spread wide to give my aching cock and balls some breathing room. “All right. You know what the rules are, and I’m not to touch you, and none of my men can either, but there’s no prohibition for you touching yourself.”
“What?” She appears taken aback by the suggestion as if she had never entertained the thought of self pleasure let alone actually done it. Again, a small voice whispers the suggestion this girl might be an innocent, but I shrug that ludicrous idea off.
I check the time. Thirty minutes until my next appointment. That’s plenty of time for Cora to give me a show.
“You want to please me? Sit on the bed, pull up your skirt, and fuck yourself.”
“I’m not--” she starts to protest like an outraged maiden and then halts, suddenly remembering her purpose here is to seduce me. I sort of like her on-again/off-again innocence. There’s a charm there. I fold my hands behind my head.
“Better get a move on. You don’t want me to go to my meeting unhappy.”
“Why do I care about that?” She flounces over to the little dinette and sits in one of the chairs in direct defiance of my order.
“Because I might kill someone if I’m in a bad mood but if you want to be responsible for someone’s death, that’s fine.” I start to get to my feet.
She flies off the chair and rushes over to stop me. “I never said that. Sit. Sit.”
I settle back and wait for her to decide what she’s going to do. My cock wants her on her knees with her hot mouth sucking my dickhead into the back of her throat. My head tells me to get the hell out of here and to not return for the next six days. Seeing as my ass ain’t moving, we know which head is winning this argument.
“How about I kiss you?”
“Your mom said I couldn’t touch you.”
“Right. Keep your hands to yourself then.”
“There’s no way you can come over here, put your ruby red lips on mine and not expect me to touch you--not unless you plan on cutting off my hands before then, and I know you don’t want to do that. Go sit on the bed like a good girl and do as I tell you.”
We stare at each other for a long, heated moment. She doesn’t want to do as I order, but she also is afraid that I’m a ruthless asshole that would put a bullet through someone’s brains just because I didn’t get what I wanted.
I’m not that type of man, but if she believes it...maybe that’s for the best. She rubs her lips together, trying to figure out her next move. Her fingers twitch against her skirt. I hold my breath as the material slowly starts to creep up, baring her knees and then her golden thighs. A light pink appears at the V of her legs, slightly darker in the front, betraying the wetness of her pussy.
My head grows light and my balls heavy. If she was closer, I could smell her. “Come ‘ere,” I say thickly.
“Thought you weren’t supposed to touch,” she whispers.
“Not going to touch. Gonna smell.”
Her eyes flare, and her panties grow darker. My fucking Lord. I could come just looking at her.
Chapter 6
Cora
My feet move on their own, my body knowing what it wants. My head is still trying to play catch up with all the things I’m feeling right now. Trying to figure out if I should be feeling them at all. This isn't how this is supposed to go. I’m the one that should be seducing him, not the other way around. Yet my body hums with anticipation at what Aidon will do next.
I watch as he leans back in the chair, looking almost casual. As though he’s getting ready to talk about some business deal. Not that I really know much about what he does except be feared by everyone. That shouldn't turn me on either but deep down it does.
“Take the panties off,” he orders. I look down at myself and see the wet spot that is unmissable. Heat rushes to my face. I might be used to being naked, but I’m not used to being so turned on. Or anyone seeing the evidence of it.
Sure, I’ve been turned on before from erotic scenes I’ve read in the pages of a book. But it was never like this. My whole body throbs with a need I don’t understand. I thought only men lost their minds over sex. That only goes to show you how little I actually know about the subject.
“Tick tock,” he reminds me. I try to pull my panties off while holding up my skirt at the same time. I lose my balance, letting out a small scream as I start to fall over. Aidon reaches out and in one quick move catches me before I can hit the floor.