I wanted to see more of that.
“No, it wasn’t,” he replied, his voice stern as always.
That was good enough for me, and once I got up and straightened my skirt, I stepped closer to him and placed my hands on his chest.
“And maybe next time you can make me come too,” I whispered close to his lips.
His right hand came around my body to cup my ass, but he moved it further down, underneath my skirt to let his fingers move along my wetness.
My inner thighs were sticky and wet from all the juices coming out of me.
“Maybe I’m lucky enough and you will lick and suck on my clit right now,” I said quietly and full of hope.
A smug grin appeared on his lips, and as he entered two fingers inside my pussy from behind, he shook his head.
“Told you you’re not deserving of that tonight.”
My lips parted at the almost gentle way he fingered me again, not recognizing him when he was this careful not to hurt me.
Not sure I liked that part of him, but he was teasing again, and I had to keep that in mind.
He wouldn’t make me come, leaving it up to me and my vibrator tonight.
“Too bad,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on his and clenching my pussy, wanting more from him.
But before the tension in my lower belly started forming, he pulled out his fingers.
“Let’s go,” he drawled, turning away from me and heading out of the bedroom.
I used this moment to take a look around his room. It was furnished like the rest of his house.
It almost looked like a cabin in the woods, but instead of seeing trees when looking out of the big windows, there was an incredible view looking out over the city.
Must’ve been nice waking up here every morning with a view like that.
I followed Riggs and saw him waiting on me by the front door, and once he opened it, we walked out of the house to get to his car.
“Weren’t you afraid your brother could hear us?” I asked once we got into the car.
“Where’s the fun without the possibility of getting caught?” he asked back, making me laugh.
Touché.
It was still weird that Garett was Riggs’s brother, but I was glad he had no clue about who I was.
It was a strange coincidence, but even with all the dirty things Garett and I did via webcam, he seemed like a genuinely nice guy tonight.
There was also no sign of him being weird or a bad guy like I had first imagined him to be with Riggs and my father talking about him liking to sell drugs and all that.
The drive to my house was quiet, and when he parked the car in front of our driveway, I turned to look at him with a slight grin on my face.
“When will I see you again?” I asked.
He studied my face for a while, making it look like he was unsure about wanting to see me again and continuing what we started just minutes before.
“When I say we will,” he replied, making me roll my eyes at his response.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over to him, placing my hand at the side of his neck and then kissing his lips softly.