Page 115 of What If I See You

But here I am.

That’s what I see when I look at Layken.

She brings me peace.

She brings me happiness.

She brings me a boner of fucking steel when her hands fall over her breasts like they are right now.

When she finally opens her eyes and sees me standing there, she cocks her head and gives me a lazy smile. “What are you doing out there?”

“Admiring you,” I tell her.

“I hope you like what you see.”

“Layken Elizabeth Ollenberg, you are perfect. I like what I see very much.” I step away from the wall I was leaning on and lift off my shirt. Then I unzip my pants and pull them off along with my boxer briefs leaving them in a pile on the floor. “And I’m going to like what I’m about to see even better.”

“Oh yeah?” She grins. “And what is?—”

I open the glass door and step inside with a very bright, rainbow-colored dildo in my hands. Layken spots the toy in my grasp and her lips form the perfect O.

“Oh. I see,” she says, her smile broadening. “And you think you’re going to use that on me?”

I shake my head, my eyes glazing with need. “No, Naughty. Tonight, you are going to use this on yourself, and I am going watch every single moment of it with my painfully stiff cock in my hand.”

I hand her the suction cupped dildo and look on with a bit of a kinky curiosity as she finds the right height on the shower wall and then attaches the suction cup right where she wants it. The toy has an upward curve to it that should penetrate her just the right way and fuck, I can’t wait to watch her.

Before she turns around to line herself up, I tug her into me, her back to my chest, and wrap my arms around her, my hands palming each of her breasts. She rests her head on my chest just under my shoulder as I fondle her aroused peaks.

“Mmm,” she moans. “Your hands on my tits is a feeling I will never tire of.”

“Is that so?” I chuckle deeply behind her.

“Mmhmm.”

I trail my fingers down her sternum between her breasts until I reach her deliciously wet pussy, my finger massaging her clit. “And what about here?”

She subtly changes her stance, opening her legs wider for me, and nods against my chest.

“Yes. God,” she hisses. “That feels amazing.”

“Good. Now I want to see you fuck yourself, Naughty,” I tell her, dipping my fingers inside her. “I want to watch you stretch this pretty pink pussy and love every minute of it.”

I slide my other hand from her breast up to her neck holding her against me. “I want to watch your sweet mouth open up as you gasp in the throes of passion because this dildo fucks you oh so well.”

My fingers delving inside her, a vision of my own girth filling her almost sends me over the edge.

Fuck, I’m hard.

“Put on a show for me, Naughty. Let’s see what you can do.”

I pull my hands from her and she turns and brings her warm hand to my swollen cock. I hiss a breath between my teeth. “Fuck.”

“I think I can do one better than simply fucking myself for show, Griffin,” she says to me, her sultry voice branding me.

Bringing a hand behind her, she lines herself up with the suctioned cock and backs up as her sweet pussy swallows it inch by fucking inch.

“Mmm yeah,” she says. “So full.”

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