Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“You still won’t touch me?” she says. “Then don’t. I can do it myself.”
She slips down to that crevice marked by a neatly shaven triangle of softness, and fuck me, I have never had weaker knees than I do now as she begins to rub herself right in front of me. Her lips part as her head tilts back while she enjoys herself, and I can’t look away, no matter how hard I try.
I step back under the shower to let it cool me off, but nothing works anymore when I look at her. She’s so fucking gorgeous, and I’m no better than any other man with fleshy needs.
I want to pounce on her, suck at the droplets rolling down her nipples, lather her with soap, and rub her pussy until she screams my name.
But I can’t because she’d use it all against me.
It’s a trap, and I’m falling in it so hard I can’t look away.
“Stop,” I groan.
Her fingers roll around and around between her legs, and she bites her lip while looking into my eyes like she’s trying to snatch my soul from my body. Hell, I’d let her if this was my reward.
“Make me,” she murmurs, her eyes flickering down toward my obvious hard-on.
My eyes are locked on the filth in front of me as her feet slowly spread wider, allowing me a glimpse at the forbidden fruit she’s opened up. My hand instinctively moves down my abs toward my pants, unable to stop my arousal from taking over my every waking thought.
Fuck, I want her. I want her so badly I could show her all four corners of this fucking house just with my tongue and still not have enough. But I can’t fucking give in. Not when my honor is on the line.
She’s found my only weakness, and she’s using it against me.
“Don’t push me, Tesoro,” I groan, cock twitching against the palm of my hand as I stroke myself right through the fabric of my pants.
“I’m not pushing anything except my fingers against my clit,” she muses, showing off how wet she is by slipping her fingers through and showing me her sloppy mess.
“Fuck,” I groan, getting just about enough of this.
She keeps going, circling her clit like it’s begging to be touched. I could practically come from the sight alone. She’s giving me a one-man peep show. A full-on display of all that she has to offer, and I’m not allowed to touch any of it because she’d use my own pleasure as a weapon against me to free herself from my grasp.
I can’t let it happen. I won’t.
But fuck, she’s making it so damn hard.
“I’m so fucking wet,” she moans as water cascades down on both of us.
When she dips her fingers into her pussy, I bite my lip so hard I puncture my skin and bleed all over myself. I let the water wash away my sin as my hand dips into my pants, unable to resist any longer.
“Fuck it,” I groan.
I push the fabric down and release my hungry cock from its prison. Her eyes immediately dart down to my length, taking it all in as if she hasn’t seen me before … as if the size of me still makes her do a double take.
A smirk plasters all over my face. “You keep those hungry eyes on me. You wanted this. Now keep those fingers inside that wet pussy and show me what you look like when you fall apart.”
“Oh fuck,” she murmurs, dipping her fingers in and out of her pussy like she’s imagining it’s my dick nestled between her legs, thrusting into her balls deep.
“That’s it,” I coax her, palming my cock while she keeps playing with herself right in front of me.
Steam fills the air all around us as the water heats just from our presence, goose bumps scattering on her skin as her eyes gorge on my thickness.
I slowly begin to thrust into the palm of my hand, not giving a shit about right or wrong anymore. She wants to toy with my needs? Fine, I can play this game too.
“You want this?” I growl, jerking off until the precum drips from the tip.
She bites her bottom lip. “Oh yes.”
She keeps rolling her fingers around her most sensitive spot, gyrating her hips along with her own movements, as if she’s picturing riding me instead, and I wouldn’t mind at all.
But she would never willingly surrender to me like that, so I’ll just take this one fucking moment of pure shared ecstasy and make it a lasting memory for the rest of our married life.
I thrust and thrust into the palm of my hand while her eyes grow hungrier with every passing second.
“Go on, then. Fuck yourself like a filthy girl.”
She pushes her fingers inside herself and moans while twisting her nipple with her free hand. My dick pulsates with greed for more of whatever this game is that we’re playing.