Page 98 of What if I Told You

He nibbles my earlobe and then kisses just behind my ear. “I think about you sitting with me just like this.”

“Mhmm…what else?”

He brings his warm wet hands to my breasts. “I think about having these babies in my hands while you relax against me just like you are now. So, I can roll them or knead them or just hold them in my hands.”

“I’m not going to lie, Aug, your hands on my breasts is Heaven.”

He murmurs softly in my ear. “How about you reach up there and turn the hot water off and then I’ll spend some time helping you relax.”

That sounds like a fair deal to me.

I do as he asks and then slide back between August’s legs, my knees bent as we share the tub space. Gently he slides his hand between my knees separating them and bringing his feet to the inside of my ankles so my legs are effectively pinned wide open for him. Then he brings his hands back to my breasts, holding them like two precious globes and feathering his thumbs over my nipples.

“You have gorgeous breasts, Ella.”

“Oh, now you think they’re nice? Nice enough to turn you on?” I tease. “Because a couple of months ago you said?—”

“Fuck what I said a couple of months ago. I was wrong. The fact of the matter is, I wanted you then too. I was just too much of a coward to say it.”

“Auggie…”

He brings one hand up my neck and palms my throat. “But you’re mine now, babe. And I’ll be damned if I don’t spend the rest of our days together letting you know just how much you affect me.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm.”

His hold on my throat turns me on more than I ever expected it would. I can feel the weight of his hand when I swallow. “And how are you going to do that?”

He kisses behind my ear one more time and murmurs, “First I’m going to make you come with my hand. And then I’m going to make you come again on my cock, right here in this tub.”

Oh, my God. Yes!

“Well, you’ve got me by the throat, August. So, I’m not going anywhere.”

“Damn right you’re not,” he chuckles behind me as he slides his hand down my wet body right between my legs. “Not until I’ve visited and made a mess of the Pussy District… Twice.”

He feathers his fingers over my pussy and even though I’m sitting in a bathtub filled with warm water, I can still feel that I’m wet for him. I whimper when he touches me, the tenderness of his contact making me ache for more.

“August…”

“I know, babe, but I can’t help myself. I enjoy touching you too much,” he explains as he pushes one finger and then another inside me. “It’s like I’m finally making up for all the years that I kept my feelings for you buried deep inside.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” I tell him as I arch my back against him, the pressure of his fingers filling me, bringing me to life. “You could have told me.”

“I couldn’t tell you, El. I was too chicken to tell you. I didn’t want to lose you, but I have you now.”

“Fuck, Aug, you sooo have me now. Please, make me come.”

He works his mouth around my neck as he curls his fingers inside me and flicks my clit with his thumb. My mouth falls open as I jerk up but he holds me still, his hand gripping my throat with just enough pressure.

“You going to fall apart on my fingers, El?”

“If you don’t cut that out, I most certainly am!” I gasp. “God! You feel good.”

He turns my head so my lips meet his and dips his tongue into my mouth, kissing me with force as his fingers continue to move inside me. With nowhere to brace myself except for Auggie’s legs, I push against his knees to try to get any type of leverage but he’s got me pinned. I have no choice but to take the onslaught of pleasure as his fingers work my pussy.

“Jesus, Auggie, I’m so close already.”

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