Page 51 of Just Like That

I groaned and let my fingertips drag over the seam where her panties just covered her pussy. My tongue slid over hers as I moved one finger beneath her underwear.

She was wet and hot as I dragged my finger across her bare pussy. “You’re desperate,” I teased and nipped her neck.

Her hips rocked, trying to place my finger exactly where she wanted it. “Yes,” she whispered.

I smiled as I looked up at her. She hummed against my lips as I stroked her pussy, but didn’t enter her.

Hazel braced her hands on my shoulders as she pulled back to look at me. “What do you want me to do? Beg?”

An eyebrow shot up my forehead. I licked my lower lip and grinned. “Yes. I want to know you’re so desperate that you’d beg me to finger-fuck you.”

One hand gripped my face, holding me in place as she looked down on me. “You’re an asshole.”

My eyes blazed, knowing her words were hollow and she was primed and aching for me.

I slid one finger to tease her opening and she hissed. “Beg,” I demanded. “Beg for it so I can finally take care of you.”

She hummed, gripping the back of my T-shirt. Her forehead lowered to mine. “Please,” she whispered.

The word was barely out before I plunged my finger into her tight, hot cunt. She gasped and pulsed around me. “That’s my good fucking girl.”

We both moaned as I added a second finger, then worked in a third. She stretched around me as I moved in and out of her.

She rocked her hips and I matched the rhythm she craved. Her nipples were sharp points and I captured one in my mouth, sucking and teasing her through the fabric of her bra and tee.

I wanted more. I wanted everything.

Her pussy clenched around my fingers as she rode my hand. My mouth moved to her neck, sucking on the pulse point as her heart beat faster. I pressed my thumb into her clit, and she nearly came unraveled.

I needed her to feel as good and free as she made me feel. I didn’t understand what she was doing to me, but I knew it was magical. I didn’t have the words to explain it, but I could show her.

Her breaths came out in heavy pants and my cock wanted to explode. As desperate as I was for her, the moment wasn’t about me. It was about giving her everything she needed and taking nothing for myself.

Her pussy fluttered around my fingers and I kept my pace steady. A hot surge of wetness coated my hand and she unraveled. Hazel clung to my shoulders as I let her ride out her orgasm.

Time dragged on, our breaths the only sound filling the air. Hazel gulped and leaned back, bracing herself on the edge of the chair but not getting off my lap. Her nipple piercings were straining against the thin fabric of her white T-shirt, and my mouth watered. I couldn’t wait to get her stripped bare and ready so I could explore every inch of her skin.

I stared at the way her pulse throbbed, and my cock twitched. She ground her ass against my erection and I nearly came, like some inexperienced teenager. I tightened my grip on her hips and groaned.

Hazel sat up. Her soft brown eyes were alight and playful. She looked at me, brushed a strand of hair away from my face, and sighed.

I wanted to lean forward. To wrap my arms around her and carry her to my bedroom so we could finish what I had started.

When she climbed off my lap, my heart sank.

Standing, Hazel smoothed the rumpled edges of her skirt and turned to leave. I stared as she paused and looked over her shoulder.

“You know,” she said with a laugh. “You may not be the villain, but a hero doesn’t fuck likethat.”

Tension dissipated as a hearty laugh rang from my chest. I stood and slapped her ass before leaning close to her ear.

“That wasn’t fucking, Hex. And while I might not be the villain, I’m not a hero either.”

I palmed her ass and squeezed as I moved around her to blow out the candles.

She turned, crossing her arms and putting those irresistible tits on display. “So what are you then?”

I glanced down at the table. Her tarot cards were still spread from her reading. I picked the Tower card up before dropping it on the top of the pile. “I guess I’m just the king, trying not to fall out of his damn tower.”

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