Page 140 of Penalty to the Heart

“No, you can’t do that either,” she whispers, tilting her head to the side to give me better access.

“What about this? Can I do this?” I say, nibbling on her earlobe, my cock hardening with the little sighs of contentment she lets out.

“No. None of it.”

“And what about this?” I ask, pulling up her skirt, my fingers softly grazing her heated skin.

“Definitely not that,” she says, her eyes half-mast with need and want.

My own heart drums in my chest as my hand slides in between her thighs, her parting them just for me.

“So I can’t touch you here then?”

“No,” she says while nodding her consent.

“Fuck,” I moan out when I feel her panties wet to the touch.

“There’s so much we can’t do. And so much I want… need to do to you.”

“Like what?” she asks, hiking up her leg around my waist.

“If I could, I’d fucking kiss you while you came all over my hand.”

“But we can’t do that,” she says, her fingers tugging at my hair.

“No, we can’t,” I say as I slide her panties to the side and run my fingers up and down her wet slit before inserting two digits inside her.

She lets out a little gasp, her eyes closing of their own accord as her head falls back against the brick wall. I curve my fingers inside her while my thumb begins to play with her clit, loving the little sounds she makes as I fuck her like this.

“But wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could,” I taunt as little sobs of want plummet from her lips.

“It would be so fucking good,” I growl, lowering my face to her breasts and biting each perky nipple peeking through her white blouse.

“Argh!” she wails, holding for dear life on my shoulders as I speed up my thrusts.

“Are you hurting like I am now?” I ask with a strangled moan, hiding my head in the crook of her neck and just inhaling her scent.

“Yes.”

“Wouldn’t it be a mercy just to give in to it?” I ask before sinking my teeth into her flesh.

“Yes!”

“But we can’t, can we?” I ask, licking my way up her throat until my mouth is just a hair’s breadth away from hers.

“No,” she pants, staring deep into my eyes as her body trembles in my embrace.

“And I can’t make you come, can I? No matter how much I want you to,” I groan, adding another digit inside her, the smell of her arousal doing my head in.

“Caleb!” she cries, the orgasm starting to split her in two.

“Fuck,” I growl, crashing my mouth on hers, needing to swallow up all her little wails of ecstasy.

She comes back down, and I wait for her to say something, losing all grip on reality when her amber eyes look like they’ve been touched by fire.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I grunt, so close to coming undone.

“I’m not,” she says, pressing her palm on my hard cock through my pants. “We’re not doing anything, Remember? We’re not even here,” she says, rubbing my dick in a way that has me seeing stars.

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