Page 82 of Wild Hearts

I rushed to comply, spreading my legs and touching my clit.

"Avoid your clit for now, naughty girl."

I was breathless, my heart racing out of control. "How did you know I was touching my clit?"

"I know you. You're worked up too."

"Yes."

"You want me in bed with you, but you're going to have to imagine it's my fingers touching you. It's my tongue on your pussy."

"Yes," I said as my head fell back on the pillow and my legs fell farther open.

"How does that feel?"

"So good."

"I'm right here with you." His voice washed over me, making my nipples hard points.

"Can you get naked for me, Addison?"

I hurried, desperate for a release and wishing he was in my bedroom. "I'm naked."

"Now touch your nipple with one hand and tease your entrance with the other."

As soon as I touched my nipple, it was like a lightning rod to my core. I couldn't stop the moan that slipped out.

"If I were there, I'd tease you until you couldn't take it anymore. I'd circle your clit, but I wouldn't enter you. Not yet. I'd use my tongue to build you up, until you were writhing with desire."

Sweat beaded on my forehead. I wanted more. I wanted pressure on my clit, a finger inside me.

"Now imagine my fingers are inside you."

My lips parted as my finger slipped inside.

"They're thick."

I closed my eyes, lost to the fantasy he was creating. I could imagine him placing one knee on the bed, then a second, flattening his body on the comforter between my legs, his strong arms wrapped around my thighs so that he could feast on me.

"Alternate your fingers inside and on your clit. You need more. You need my body covering you. My cock driving inside you."

I remembered what it felt like to have him on top of me, and that was all it took for my body to spasm and the orgasm to rush through me.

He bit back a groan. A few seconds later, he said, "I've never done anything like that before."

I liked that I was the only one he'd shared this with. "Same."

"I like that it was with you."

If he couldn't be with me, he still wanted me to feel good. He wanted to take care of me.

"I'll let you get some sleep, and I have to clean up."

I bit my lip at the thought of his cum on his thighs and belly. I could imagine the saltiness on my tongue. I wished we could be together. But I wouldn't rush this. We both needed time.

"Good night, Walker."

"Night, Addison." We had to respect Dakota's feelings and not spend every minute together. It almost made everything more heightened.

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