More. She needed more.
“Please. Please.”
“My girl needs to come, doesn’t she? So wet. Let me just test how ready you are.”
What was he talking about? Wasn’t it obvious how ready she was?
He slid a long, thick finger slowly into her pussy. Oh, heck.
Soo good. So very good.
“More. More.” She started to move her hips, trying to thrust them up and down.
“Easy, girl.” He clasped her hip with his free hand. “You’ll get what you need. Just listen to me.”
It was so hard, though. She felt like her insides were on fire. And she was close, closer than she’d thought. Yet he’d barely touched her.
Although, sucking him off had been a huge turn-on. She couldn’t wait to do that again.
He slid his finger from her pussy and she let out a small whimper.
“Shh. I promised your nipples some attention.”
This time, he didn’t hesitate when he reached behind her to grab her zipper. He pulled it down, revealing her strapless bra. He cupped her breast, squeezing it lightly. She moaned as her nipple seemed to harden further.
Holy. Heck.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“What do you want?”
She shook her head. She couldn’t answer that, right? Couldn’t he just tell? Or just do whatever he wanted?
Suddenly, he gently grasped hold of her chin and made her look at him. “Tell me, girl.”
Darn it.
She licked her lips.
“No distracting me.”
“I want . . . my nipples . . . they want . . . you to touch them.”
“Hmm, like this?” He ran a thumb over her nipple, making her shudder.
“Yes,” she groaned.
“Or more like this?” He leaned in and sucked her nipple through the material of her bra.
Fireworks shot through her blood, making her head swim. It became nearly impossible to remember to breathe.
“Please, oh. Ohhh.”
“Someone likes that.”
One hand moved to the back of her neck. His fingers rubbed soft circles in that spot of her skin that, for some reason, sent shivers down her spine.
Undoing her bra, he drew it slowly off. Her breasts were full and they really needed a bra to keep them perky.