Page 96 of Get Undressed With Me

Something flared in his eyes and finally his hand slipped down, touching her just as his mouth lowered to her breast, sucking her nipple into his mouth through the flimsy shirt.Brittany felt that tug everywhere, shooting down her body to where his big hands were circling slowly, spreading her wetness, teasing near her clit with each stroke.

“I’m going to make you pay for that,” Gus said into her breast.

“We were trying not to do anything, remember?”

“Doesn’t matter. I want to be near you when you come from now on. If you’re shaking or clenching, I want to watch.”

“If you’d just get a move on, you could do it right now, asshole.”

He smiled, then worked her nipple again, letting his teeth bite into her just enough to have her moaning.

Gus was done talking. His hand on her pussy finally, finally stroked her clit, making Brittany’s back arch with the sensation, just as Gus’s other hand slid under her shirt, massaging her other breast. He lifted his head long enough to wrench the skimpy shirt over her head, throwing it somewhere in the condo, where Brittany didn’t care, because his mouth was now on her bare skin and she was drowning.

His hand slipped lower, stroking her entrance, pushing deeper and deeper with each stroke until she felt his finger slip inside her. Her hands, which she vaguely realized had worked their way under his shirt, raked her nails into his back.

“Gus—”

“You’re doing so well,” he said. “I can tell how good you’re going to feel when I’m finally inside you.”

“Hurry.”

“No, baby. We’re not hurrying anything.”

And then a second finger joined his first, curling up into her, hitting a spot that had her spiraling just as he gave her nipple a hard suck… and she exploded. His fingers were relentless, working her as she clenched and moaned and shook, holding her tight and not letting her go. Never letting her go.

When the last of her convulsions subsided, his touch gentled until he was almost petting her. When she could breathe again, she opened her eyes to find Gus staring at her with worship in his eyes.

“You’re incredible.”

Her skin was flushed, she was naked and spread out on his kitchen island, and she was certain her hair was a mess. And then she got a good look at him.

“Gus, why the fuck are you still dressed?”

“I got distracted by watching the hot piece of ass in the kitchen come on my fingers.”

His words made their way inside her, and Brittany guessed he could probably feel exactly how much they affected her.

“I’m feeling really fucking empty right now, and I need you to do something about it.”

In response, he pushed a third finger into her, stretching her in a way that had Brittany grabbing his wrist.

“One more time, baby. I promise I’ll fill you up, just one more time.”

Brittany didn’t release her hold, glaring at him. “Get your clothes off, asshole.”

She was holding his wrist prone, but that didn’t stop his fingers from curling inside her, and though she was doing her best to remain unaffected, she wasn’t sure how much longer she would be able to hold out.

“Just one more. I want to taste you while you come apart for me. I want to sear it into my brain forever.”

She was shaking with the effort it took to not get distracted, gritting her teeth, but he was relentless, using micro-movements to stimulate her.

“I’m going to make you pay,” Brittany threatened.

“Looking forward to it.”

She let go of his wrist, giving up for now, and he grunted in satisfaction.

“Thank god, because I was about to cave.”

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