Page 68 of Unexpected

I laughed. “It’s like opening a present that I’ve been waiting years for. I want to take my time peeling back each layer and appreciate it fully as I unwrap it.”

“Sounds like you're getting a lot of pleasure out of this.”

“Mmm… I am, and I will. But don’t worry, beautiful girl, I’ll make sure you do, too.”

She continued undressing just the way I wanted her to, by dipping her hands teasingly under her leggings and running her fingers across her stomach to her hips. She pushed them down her legs, revealing each inch of her pale legs with a teasingly unhurried pace.

She used her foot to kick them to the side and stood confidently with only her sports bra and a black thong left.

“What next?” she asked with a small grin, licking her lower lip as her eyes watched me continue to tease the shit out of myself. “You want to make the rules, so what do you want me to take off next?”

A sound erupted from the back of my throat that resembled a growl. It was a sound I’d never made before, but she was playing along, and it was doing things to me that I couldn’t control.

“Take your hair down,” I requested through clenched teeth.

She immediately did so, letting her dark-brown locks fall over her shoulders before she ran a hand through it.

I loosened my grip, just holding the base of myself because at the rate we were going, I would have blown my load long before she’d even been completely undressed.

“Bra next.”

She ran her fingers over her collarbones and pushed the hair that had fallen forward back over her shoulders. Her touch looked featherlight over her skin, and I wondered if she had goose bumps. She pushed a strap down on one side and touched the skin of her shoulder. Her hands lightly trailed down until she rubbed back and forth over the lower band of the bra.

I was about to lose my mind. “Angel…” I groaned, “please.”

She laughed and it was a bright, playful sound. “Since you asked so nicely.” As she pulled off the fabric of the bra, I heard it over the phone and watched her breasts spring free. They were perfect handfuls, and her nipples were already hard.

She tossed her bra over to where she had already discarded her leggings and cupped both her breasts in her hands.

“Better?” she asked as she tweaked her nipples and let out her first soft moan. It was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I said when I was finally able to get myself together again. “Keep going.”

I didn’t have to ask twice and was pleasantly surprised when she didn’t tease me with her thong. Instead, she simply slipped her hand beneath the small piece of fabric and pushed it down her legs. Once she stood up after throwing her thong into the small pile of clothes behind her, and I saw the neat triangle of dark hair between her hips, the rest of my self-control snapped.

I pulled a chair from the other side of my dresser and positioned it directly in front of the window before I plopped down into it. I set my phone on the windowsill, turned on the speaker, and leaned back. At that point, I couldn’t not grab myself, so I roughly gripped the base of my dick.

Hazel hadn’t moved in the few seconds I took to retrieve the chair, but she seemed slightly more nervous now that she was completely nude.

“You still with me, beautiful?”

She nodded tentatively and then said, “Yes,” in a shaky voice.

“There’s no reason to be nervous. Do you see what you’re doing to me?” Her eyes darted down to my dick, which was standing at full attention and harder than ever before.

“Yes.” Her voice was still soft, but not nearly as nervous.

“You do this to me, beautiful. You’re so perfect.”

She scoffed and twirled her fingers through her hair, bringing a few strands in front of her and over her shoulder.

“I’m serious. You’re absolutely perfect, and if you think anything less than that, then you’re wrong.”

“I’m wrong?” she asked, still twirling her damn hair, but I had a better plan for her hands.

“Yes, now, do you still trust me?”

“Yes.”

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