Page 92 of Lunar Crest University

I don’t hesitate to do as she says, tugging her jeans down to her ankles as I stare up at her unwaveringly. She steps out of them, using her grip on my hair as leverage, before she lets go of me. There’s a conflicted expression on her face, and I can see how hard this is for her, how hardI’vemade this for her. Leaning forward tentatively, I press a small kiss on her waist, on her hip, then her thigh in hopes of conveying how sorry I am.

I’m not good with words.

“And my sweater,” she orders.

I’m on my feet in a second, grasping the hem of her sweater and pulling it over her head in a flash. Her hair falls around her shoulders, and my cock hardens when I find she’s not wearing a bra. Her pebbled nipples beckon me to take them in my mouth, but judging the serious look on her face, I stay still. We’re doing this her way.

Finley stands here in her cute littleredfucking panties, and I have to clench my fists to keep from touching her.

“Stand here.” She points to a spot in front of the bed as she glances up at me expectantly. There’s a coldness there, and asmuch as that bothers me, I oblige. “I want you to watch me, but you can’t touch yourself.”

Holy shit.

Crawling onto the bed, she looks at me over her shoulder, batting her lashes as she lays in the center of the pillows. She brings her knees up slightly as she peers at me down at the edge of the bed, and I’m about to pop a blood vessel from clenching my jaw so hard. Her legs fall open, and she doesn’t waste any time as she reaches down to rub her clit over the fabric of her panties.

“Take off your clothes,” she moans, pressing her head back into the pillows as she touches herself.

Reaching back to grip a fistful of my shirt, I pull it over my head in mere seconds before unbuckling my belt to slide my slacks down and kick them off too. My heart is thrashing in my chest at the anticipation of what’s to come, at the fuckingsightof her.

Hooking her fingers in the waistband of her panties, she peels them from her hips, and I finally see that perfect cunt. It glistens in the morning light, and I feel my mouth watering. She looks so beautiful with her legs spread wide, sliding her fingers through her wet slit as she bites down harshly on her bottom lip.

“Allof your clothes.”

My boxers join the rest of my clothes on the floor. Her green eyes trail down my body, stopping at my hard cock that’s on full display for her. She dips a finger into her pussy as she watches the way I twitch in response to her touching herself, a loud moan fumbling through her lips. I’ve never been so jealous in my life.

I want to be between those legs so fucking bad.

“Talk to me,” she begs, circling her clit. “Make it filthy. Make me come.”

Ah, fuck me. This girl.

I’ve never come from just watching someone, listening to them, but with the way the precum pools at the tip of my cock, I might tonight.

“I want to fuck you so badly, Finley,” I tell her, and my voice is strained. I want to palm my cock, something,anything. “My cock is aching for you. Aching for that pretty cunt.”

Her back arches against the bed as she finger fucks herself faster, and her chest heaves with every gasp, every moan. She brings her other hand up as she bites down hard on her knuckle, her eyes flashing open as she looks down at my cock again.

“Two fingers, baby,” I encourage, my mouth agape as I watch her add another finger and buck against her hand. “You can take it. That’s it.Justlike that.”

She whimpers at that.

“I think you can take a third. Don’t you?”

Finley looks up at me with a heavy-lidded gaze, her eyebrows knitting before she nods feebly. Shoving another finger inside, she groans softly as she meets her hand in needy thrusts. The veins in my neck are ready to burst as I watch her, my hands clenched into fists by my side.

“Come here,” she pleads breathlessly. “Sit next to me.”

She pats the spot on the bed next to her, and I round the mattress as I tug my lip between my teeth. When I sit down, she turns her head toward me, and her eyes find my erection again. Her lips part as she observes my swollen cock with a lusty gaze.

“Kiss me here,” she instructs, cupping one of her perfect tits in her hand. “And use your tongue.”

I fuckinglovethis.

Leaning over her, I close my lips around her nipple, and she jolts underneath me. Breathy pants leave her mouth as she fucks her hand, staring down at me as I swirl my tongue against her hardened peak. The bucking of her hips becomes unsteady, and I know she’s about to come undone. Grazing my teeth along hernipple, she cries out as her orgasm washes over her. Her entire body twitches and shakes as she comes, and I suckle at her tit until she’s writhing.

I take a chance and kiss across her chest, peppering kisses up to her collarbone as she comes down from her high, but her hands grip my shoulders as she shoves me away.

“Lay down.”

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