Page 59 of Reckless Encounters

I thank Bennett before he leaves, and my eyes stalk Parker grabbing me a bottle of water from the refrigerator before walking back toward me.

“How was it?”

I lean up on my elbows, perching my head up, the sheet still laying over my back. “It was amazing. Not nearly long enough, but they never are.”

He twists the top and extends the water bottle out to me. I see his eyes trail down my neck to my partially exposed breasts. I love the way his eyes darken and his tongue peeks out to lick his lips at the sight. His reaction makes me feel brazen. Swallowing the water, I let the sheet fall a little more with no attempt to cover myself.

“Not nearly long enough, huh?” Parker asks, his voice huskier than before.

He reaches out for the water. “Lie back down.”

Parker grabs the oil, and I do as he says. I would do just about anything in this moment to have his hands on me.

My clit pulses in anticipation. My body wants this man so bad, it’s unreal.

But his next words are what really have me panting with need.

“What’s aching, little brat?”

Parker

My hands twitch with the need to touch her. I was just moments away from pulling Bennett’s hands off her. Luckily, he finished…or he felt my death glares and was a smart enough man to step away.

“What’s aching, little brat?” I ask while pouring some of the massage oil into my hands.

“Everything,” she says with a devious smirk over her shoulder. The look in her eyes tells me all I need to know. She’s desperate for me…exactly how I want her.

I lower the sheet that’s draped over her body to just above her perfectly plump ass, exposing her long, lean back. My finger drags along her spine, causing goosebumps to erupt all over her skin. Ava quakes beneath my touch, and I’ve barely begun my exploration of her.

My oil-slicked hands smooth up her back, and I swear a low moan escapes her mouth. I smile inwardly as something inside me stirs. She wasn’t making these noises before when Bennett’s hands were on her.

"Feel good, Angel?”

“Yes… Mmm, please don’t stop,” she begs, and my cock twitches.

Ava’s body is absolutely incredible, and I let my hands roam as they please. Touching every inch of her exposed back and savoring every sound that leaves her lips.When I feel like her back has had enough attention, I slowly slide the sheet over, revealing one of her gorgeous fucking legs.

Starting with her calf, my fingers knead and caress her. When I'm mere inches from her ass, I let my thumb wander and lightly stroke. Then they travel back down to her ankle, repeating the same process on the next leg. She releases a sigh when my thumbs graze the wetness coating her inner thighs, then trail back down again. As if she was holding her breath in anticipation.

I notice that Ava has shifted her legs apart ever-so slightly. As if I need more of an invitation. I'm moments away from fucking her right on this damn massage table.

Folding up the sheet so it is only covering her ass, I apply more oil to my hands and steadily work my way up both her legs. When I reach the slickness of her inner thighs, I pause. Ava lets out a groan of frustration, and I chuckle.

“What’s wrong?” I ask in a smooth tone. Trying hard not to reveal my overwhelming desire to have her.

“I need—I… Fuck,” she curses when I run my knuckle through her sex.

“Hmm?” I prod. For some reason, I need her to tell me she wants more. Tell me she wants this as much as I do.

“Please touch me, Sir.” A sense of relief hits me with those words, and I reward her by sinking my finger into her drenched cunt.

“Is this all for me?” I ask when another wave of wetness coats my hand.

“Yes… all for you,” she pants and raises her hips, bracing herself on her elbows. Giving me the perfect view of her pussy.

I have to taste her.

Walking to the end of the table, I grip her waist, lifting her hips even more. Without hesitation, I lean in and drag my tongue through her sex, eliciting a feral groan from Ava. Fuck, she tastes amazing.

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