He thrusts his cock into his fist while I stare and clench my thighs.
Breathing heavily, he moans, his soft, nasal sounds electrifying my skin.
His hips jerk harder, every bit of motion echoing in my core.
His cock slides faster while I grip the doorknob with bloodless fingers.
With every stroke, he arches his body, his muscles shifting beneath his inked skin. I bite my lip, pressing my thighs together and relishing the wetness in my panties.
“You know... You could join me,” he rasps.
My heart leaps to my throat.
He flicks his eyes open and runs a lustful gaze over me while slowly taking me in.
Lost for words, I gape at him.
“Suit yourself,” he says after a moment, closing his eyes again.
He slips back into his world, his hand caressing his shaft, my body reacting to his moves and pleasure.
He’s edging––I can tell.
Hand glued to the door, I hold my breath, indulging in every moment of his pleasure.
My eyes peel wide as he tips his hips and shoots his load, the warm, creamy fluid spilling down his abs.
I rush away, throbbing between my legs, and storm into the shower before turning on the water.
I don’t know what scares me the most.
The fact that I suddenly get turned on so easily or that it has to do with him.
My hands and knees quiver, my panties soaked.
This is gonna be a fucking mess.
* * *
I takeoff my dress and toss it to the side.
For fuck’s sake, it’s only dinner.
I walk back to the closet, sift through the hangers and retrieve another dress. A sleeveless, knee-length, black dress with a low plunging neckline.
It screams anything but island fashion, but I can’t be bothered with it right now. I pull the dress on and twirl in front of the mirror.
Reaching back, I try to close the zipper.
A warm hand slides on top of mine.
“I’ll do it,” he says.
I melt from the waist down.
First, he sweeps all my hair over one shoulder, and then he smoothly pulls the zipper up. Silently, he tips his gaze down while I observe him in the mirror.
Decked out in tailored black pants and a matching slim-fit shirt with an open neckline and its crisp fabric falling perfectly over his athletic body, he makes my temperature spike.