“So good. My nipples are so hard for you. Begging to be sucked on.”
“Casey Watson, if you don’t show me your tits right now, I’ll?—”
I pause, my eyes locking on his.
“You’ll what, Daddy?”
He shakes his head, his lips pressed into a thin line.
“Test me and find out.”
Oh god. I want it all. Every single thing he can give me. The good, the bad, and everything in between.
“Lose the towel, big boy,” I tease. “You’re the one who lost tonight, not me.”
“Fucking brat,” he mumbles as he takes a step back, allowing me to see all of him.
Good boy.
My breath catches as his hand goes to the fabric around his waist.
“Please, Kodie. Show me what you’ve got,” I rasp, hoping like hell I sound sexy and not wanton.
He tugs at the towel, and not a heartbeat later, the fabric flutters to the floor, leaving him standing there deliciously naked.
“Jesus,” I mutter, and it gets even worse a second later when he wraps his hand around himself and strokes slowly.
He is my every fantasy come to life.
“You’re so much hotter than my imagination ever was,” I blurt.
He smirks, more than a little happy with himself.
“Now, your turn, Trouble.”
Adjusting myself a little, I squeeze my boob again and pinch my nipple.
“Kodie,” I gasp, driving him wild.
“Casey.”
I smile at him innocently. “Oh, sorry.” Propping my cell against my pillows, I shift around again so I’m on my knees in the middle of my bed. It’s my favorite position to tease him in.
Releasing the tie at my ribs, I wrap my hands around the hem of his jersey and pull it up.
I swear, he stops breathing as he watches me inch it up my body.
Fuck, I love the power that shoots through me in moments like these.
This strong, powerful adonis of a man needs me.
It’s a heady experience.
“Holy shit, you’re beautiful,” he says in a rush as I expose myself to him.
His eyes are focused on my tits as he drags his bottom lip between his teeth.
“When can I see you in person?”
