Page 126 of Just Wait

It’s such a strange reaction, but I don’t get to stress over it as he buries his face in my throat, nipping and sucking on my skin. He nuzzles the strap of my dress down my arm, gently biting the top of my shoulder, and I squeeze the hell out of his cock.

“Please tell me you have a condom,” I beg.

“Sorry, sweetheart. We’ve been saints on this tour.” He pulls his hand from my pussy, bringing his fingers to his mouth.

My panties wedge halfway back into place, and I sob. “I was so close.”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to make you come.” He rests his forehead against mine as he tugs my hand off his cock. “Pull your panties out of the way.”

I follow his command, and his crown slaps against my clit.

I clench around nothing as my tits throb, tightening and feeling strangely heavy.

His hand in my hair massages my skull as he tilts my face up to his.

“What do you want me to do, Lumen?” he asks, dragging his crown from my clit down to my opening. There’s the tiniest bit of pressure, and then he’s gone again, circling my swollen nub. “I’m not about taking anything you’re not offering.”

My heels dig into his ass as I try to push him back down, but he’s too strong.

Talking seems like a lot of work.

Why can’t he just read the signs?

I obviously want him to fuck me.

He repeats the pattern.

My entire body trembles.

“Come on, sweet girl. Use your words. I’m happy to jerk off all over your pretty pussy. I’ll make sure to do it in a way where you come too, but if you want more, you need to tell me that.”

“I want you inside me,” I finally force out. “But I thought we agreed to wait for the test results.”

Mostly my test results.

He tilts my face back even more, pushing his lips to mine for a filthy, open-mouthed kiss that leaves me dripping.

I have no idea exactly what he does, but it feels like he grinds the bottom of his length through my lower lips. That would mean he’s got his hand flat on his shaft, but fuck me. I can feel the balls of his piercings.

A mostly incoherent string of begging and pleading slips out as I tremble.

He’s a tease, and I love it and hate it in equal measure.

He growls against my lips, shaking his head. “Fuck it.”

The next thing I know, his thick tip dips inside me. The stretch is unreal, and I sob. He doesn’t give me much more than an inch or two of his length before he’s gone and back again, breaching my opening.

My head falls against the wall as I dig my heels into his ass, trying to force him to give me more. “Kincaid! Please.”

He’s too strong to make him do anything.

“I’m going to fuck you.” His fingers dig into my skull, and his forearm lands on the wall above my head. “We’re just easing into it because I don’t want to hurt you. Trust me. It’s not easy. You feel so damn good. Warm and wet—like fucking heaven. My head is screaming to rut you through the wall, but I don’t want to risk fucking this up.”

“I’ve had sex with an alpha before,” I remind him. “You’re not going to break me.”

“Is that right?” He pulls out, bucking into me.

The stretch gets so much more intense, and my clit pulses with need.