Page 41 of My Never
“Imagine your fist is my pussy, Mark,” I say seductively, reaching to rub myself through the lace for emphasis. His eyes look wild with need, his pupils blown with lust.
“It won’t feel right if you don’t get off too.” He closes his eyes with renewed determination then looks back at me before swiping his bottom lip with his tongue. “Slip a finger in for me and tell me how wet you are.”
He turned the tables on me again. My breath stutters from my chest. I want him. I do as he asks, and he curses again as he watches my fingers disappear beneath the fabric.
“Answer me.”
His deep, gravelly command has me clenching with need.
“I’m slick, and hot, and needy.”
He inhales deeply, matching the tempo of his stroke with my finger’s movements.
“I can’t wait to see that pretty pink pussy and get my cock inside of you. I’m dying to fuck you til you scream my name and forget that anything but my body consuming yours exists.”
My back arches with desire at his words. They’re dirty and intimate as hell. I whimper, feeling the stirring of an orgasm.
“That’s right, feel my words. Imagine my mouth and fingers all over you, like last night. Imagine my cock sliding in and out, over and over, until you tremble against me.”
I groan at the image that flashes in my mind and circle my clit faster, moving my hips against my fingers.
“Did you like my fingers deep inside you last night?” he growls, jerking himself faster, and I nod, a silent gasp opening my mouth wide. I’m so close.
“Come hard, just like you did around my fingers, baby. Make yourself feel good for me.”
I lean my head back and let the buzzing sensation in my toes take over. It scatters along my limbs as my core clenches and releases like a burst of light, and I cry out. Mark moans with satisfaction, and I hear his fist fucking his cock; the eroticism of it draws out my bliss. I look back at him, and my eyes are instantly drawn to the splatter of creamy cum dripping down the glass. I fucking missed the best part of the show, and I’m a tad disappointed with myself.
I bite my lip and pull my fingers from my panties, watching as his chest heaves, and he just stares at me.
“I missed the best part of the show,” I whine.
He chuckles and uses the spray to wash down the evidence of his own undoing.
“I didn’t, and it was a heart-stopper.”
“You and your words,” I tease.
“You and your body,” he banters back, and I grin. We both laugh as he turns off the shower and dries off. I don’t bother with any other makeup. Turning to go get dressed in the other room, Mark’s hand shoots out and pulls me up against his warm, damp chest.
“I really, really… can’t wait to be inside you.” He bends and kisses me deeply, savoring every nook and cranny of mymouth with his tongue so completely that a fire starts burning up my insides again. We pull away, breathless again with want.
“Get your sexy body covered with clothes before I quit being a gentleman.”
I bark out a laugh, because what he just did in that shower was far from gentlemanly.
“I’m starving anyway. Hurry up, big boy.”
A delicious rumble leaves his throat as I turn and skitter out of the bathroom before I let him be ungentlemanly.
14
Mark
All through breakfast, I sit and watch Ava eat with a blatant curiosity that I know Trystan sees, and it has several pairs of eyes from the opposite sex at the table looking back and forth between each other with a shit ton of loaded questions. It all started when they noticed us walk into the lobby together and that I was toting her things. I wasn’t being a dick for once, and she wasn’t biting back. We’re not trying to hide anything from them, but we didn’t walk into the room and announce our “truce” either.
About halfway through our pancakes, she gives me googly eyes across the table, and I snicker.
“Okay, what the hell is going on here? What did I miss?” Jane bluntly asks. “No asshole-ish behaviors? No sassy comebacks and eyerolls?” Trystan puts a hand across his mouth and snickers so hard he almost spits out his orange juice. He’s got a terrible fucking poker face today. His eyes lock with mine and get loud. Fuck. He’s gonna say something.
