I won’t do it, but damn, I’m tempted.
More so when she turns brave, undoing my jeans and slipping her hand beneath my boxers. Then we’re skin on skin, her small hand cupping me. Rubbing me from root to tip.
The feel of her thumb over my dripping slit almost has me coming undone.
But it’s when she slides that wet thumb lower, smearing precum all over my head in circular motions, that I lose it.
“Baby.” While I can’t control the rhythm of my hips, I can still hold back from giving her more pleasure. It’s the only leverage I have left. The only way to get answers out of this mystery woman. My own personal enigma. “Don’t stop. So good.”
“I’m doing it right?” Her lips part while her pussy soaks my fingertips. While she fists my cock harder, tracing the underside as if she’s learning the shape with the pad of her thumb. “You like it?”
These questions. Her innocence and need to please me.
They shred apart the last of my resolve.
I thought I could keep torturing her with a gentle, barely-there touch until she opened up to me.
Wrong. Wrong.
Fucking wrong.
“You.” Starving for more of her, I drive two fingers into her sex. More precum trickles from my dick, the thick liquid wetting her thumb. “You’re doing everything right. Everything.”
“But?” The question is breathy, her voice sultry.
“No but. I just need you to tell me whether you’ve been with anyone else.”
“Does it matter?”
I curl my fingers inside her pussy, looking for that spot that’ll make her squirm.
Ah, there it is. The pleasure I’ve been chasing. When I feel her squeezing my fingers, nothing else matters except making her come all over my hand.
“Alaric.” Her eyes widen. Her nails dig into my scalp. “I think—it feels like—more than ever, I?—”
“Yeah, you’re close. Good fucking girl.” At my praise, she swells beneath my fingertips, her hand stilling on my cock. This—her enlarged pupils, her arched back—is better than getting off myself. “Let go. Let me look at that beautiful face when you come for me.”
Whether it’s my words or the flick of my thumb over her clit, Lilith explodes beneath me. Before her first moan slips out, I lean in and take her mouth in a punishing kiss.
Every desperate cry as she pulses over me.
Every goddamn squirm.
Mewl.
Groan.
They’re mine.
Her cunt pulls my fingers in, her body sagging against the wall when she comes.
I don’t stop using my fingertips to drive more pleasure into her. Pleasure I gave her. Fuck if that doesn’t make the air sweeter and my cock the hardest it’s ever been.
“To your question.” I brush my lips against hers. “It matters if you’ve been with anyone else.” I can’t help it. My teeth sink into her bottom lip. I only let go so I can hiss, “If you’re a virgin, I need to be careful with you.”
“Don’t.” She uses the opening to bite my lip right back.
As if that isn’t a fucking turn-on all on its own, she starts jerking me off again and, God, that’s just?—