Page 76 of Unbearable
“You look so pretty when you blush for me.” My thumb rubbed her cheek, slowing down the moment to savor every second.
She hummed in response. I brought my free hand down and let my thumb rub over her in her jeans. Shegasped, and I stole the air from it, kissing her again. She was sweet and spicy and all the things I dreamed about for ten fucking years.
“More,” she whispered.
Our mouths never disconnected as I unbuttoned her pants, slipping my hand in. I wanted to tease her like she had been teasing me. I licked up her throat, slow and controlled, a direct contrast to what was going on inside my head. I pushed a finger into her, earning me another sharp gasp, followed by a breathy moan.
“Are you this wet for me, baby?” I asked.
She peered up at me and nodded. My finger pumped in and out and my thumb found her clit, teasing it softly. She let out a husky moan.
“Do that again.” My finger traced her clit again, causing her to let out another moan.
“That’s my good fucking girl.” I continued to stroke her. I felt her tensing around my fingers and knew she was close.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?”
She rolled her eyes and nodded before they fluttered shut.
“Eyes on me when you come.”
“Yes, cowboy,” she replied, opening her eyes only to roll them again.
“What did I say about rolling your eyes?” I pulled my fingers away.
She pushed my chest. “What the hell?” she asked.
I brought my fingers to my lips and sucked. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me at the taste of her. So sweet I could fucking die right there and go happy.
“Are you going to roll your eyes at me again?” I asked.
“Probably, but probably not until I come, at least.” She giggled.
Placing my hand back, I pinched her clit.
“Oh shit,” she moaned.
She was fucking soaking my fingers, and I thrusted them back in, listening closely to her breath hitching to see what she needs. She rocked herself on my hand.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need. Come for me.”
She exploded, and I knew that sound would be replaying in my mind for every shower for the rest of my fucking life. I stole the sounds right out of her mouth as she came down from her high.
The moment reality hit her was obvious. She went still and sighed.
“Um… let’s go back out there,” she said.
“Dotty…” I said. “Wait.”
“Dorian is going to get worried.” She buttoned her pants and ran out of the room, and I hoped I didn’t just fuck everything up.
The air was thick as we walked into my house after Dorian dropped us off.
“Are you ready to stop ignoring me now?” I asked her.
“I’m not ignoring you,” she said, taking her shoes off by the front door. I walked over to the kitchen, filling up two glasses of water, placing six ice cubes in hers.
“Stop bullshitting me, Dotty.”
