A filthy smirk forms on my face.
Did she watch me come?
Did it give her as much pleasure as it gave me when I watched her?
She looks mortified, but it only adds to my enjoyment. Maybe my brother wasn’t the only fucked-up one in our family.
Jasmine
* * *
Despite the fact that he knows, I can’t stop staring.
Can’t stop looking at his naked, muscular back as it tenses with every breath.
He isn’t wearing a shirt in the fucking cold, but even that doesn’t faze me.
Nor the fact that his jeans barely manage to cover his thick ass.
No, the only thing that shocked me was how smug he looked when he glanced at me over his shoulder. He didn’t even care that I was watching as he jerked off.
My God.
I don’t see much except his back, but the way his hands move in front of his pants tells me enough. I can’t stop staring at every straining muscle on his back as he plays with himself, his ass squeezing tight in those barely fitting jeans. He groans out loud, and I can even hear it from inside, the sound making goose bumps scatter on my skin.
Because it’s the exact same sound that came out of his mouth mere hours ago when he was toying with me and watching me come.
Holy shit.
I can’t look away.
His hand goes faster and faster, and he arches his back and tilts his head to the sky.
Another loud groan and there it is.
Gushing out, one jet after another.
Like a tsunami of cum.
All glistening on the ground.
And I’m watching it all happen through the window.
Feeling it down there between my own legs.
I should be ashamed of myself for even staring, but I can’t look away.
It’s as if his presence alone forces me to watch. To enjoy the show.
This is so messed up.
He isn’t just any man. He’s fucking Liam De Vos, son of a renowned mobster, and I definitely should not be looking at him like that, knowing what he’s capable of. Knowing how he was raised.
I swallow hard, but even as he tucks his length back into his pants, I still can’t look away. Can’t stop my fingers from touching my own damn lips as I imagine myself kneeling in front of him on the ground, mouth open, tasting his cum.
What the hell?
I shake my head and slap myself hard.