Page 204 of By His Play

I’m so lost in his heated gaze that I don’t notice him reach out.

My entire body flinches when his palm lands on my breast. And when he pinches my nipple, I thrash so hard that water sloshes over the edge of the tub.

It if hits him, he doesn’t react.

Instead, he continues teasing me.

My nostrils flare as I fight to drag in the air I need.

Every squeeze or pinch of my nipple sends a potent shot of desire straight to my clit.

He builds me higher and higher, reminding me just how in tune he is with my body.

I’m trembling with my need for more, with my need for release, but all he does is stare down at me.

I should be screaming at him to leave. But I can’t. I’m frozen.

His eyes are blazing, but his expression is blank.

Even if I wasn’t racing toward an intense release, I don’t think I’d be able to read his thoughts.

With his hand still clamped around my mouth, his other sinks into the water.

I gasp before screaming into his palm when his fingertips graze my clit.

“That’s it, Luck,” he encourages, his voice raspy, as he pushes his hand deeper, his fingers finding my entrance.

I whimper, my hips bucking as he pushes inside.

“Ride my hand. Show me what a dirty girl you really are.”

His words…

Fuck. His fucking words.

“Yeah, you’ve missed it, haven’t you? You’ve missed being my whore.”

His thumb presses against my clit as his fingers curl inside me, finding my G-spot.

Oh my god.

“That’s it, Luck. Show me how beautiful you are when you come.”

Unable to do anything but what he requests, I fall over the edge, my body convulsing and sending water splashing in all directions as I cry out into his palm.

It goes on and on, letting both of us know just how long it’s been since I got off, and he watches every second of it.

Finally, he stands and releases my mouth, allowing me to suck in greedy lungfuls of air.

I stare up at him in disbelief.

He’s here.

He just barged into my apartment, into my bathroom, and?—

“W-what are you do?—”

“Get out,” he barks, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides as if he’s struggling to control himself.

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