Page 38 of Beg Me Angel

Pursing her lips, Vera watched me with a stone still expression.

Placing her feet over my lap, I pulled the blanket back to her calves. “It's been a really long time since I've done this, so bare with me.” Wrapping both hands around one foot, I squeezed the base of her toes, rubbing down to her heel.

Her feet seemed so small in my hands, the skin soft and delicate as if she had never walked outside without some form of protection.

“You don't have to do that.” Flexing her foot, she scooted herself down so her heels crept over my lap.

Smiling, I kept massaging her feet. “Don't resist too much, I won't think twice about holding you down.”

Resting her head back, her eyes hovered half open. “Is that right?” Smirking, she let out a soft coo, enjoying my touch, accepting it with ease.

My cock stiffened, responding to her sound. Touching her brought me pleasure, it made the blood rush from my head and right into my pants.

And her feet, her skin, just the simple motion of stroking her, it turned me on.

Moving her foot, she wriggled in place to get more cozy and bumped her foot against the growing erection in my jeans. Snapping her eyes open, Vera jetted up. “Is that. . . Is that what I—”

Glancing down at the bulge between my thighs, I thought about apologizing and retreating to my room. But fuck me, I couldn't do that, so I was blatantly honest. “It's exactly what you think.”

I didn't care, I didn't care if she knew I was hard from touching her. She caused it, she brought it on. Yes I had touched her first, but she was the reason that my body went up in flames to begin with.

You wanted her to feel it, you sick ass.

The tiny devil on my shoulder was sneering, while my tamed side slapped me across the face. It was a bold move for me to let her see the weakness she drew out, the sinful unforgiving torment she brought to life.

Vera was plucking the cords, playing me like a fucking cello. . . And she didn't even know it.

I waited for her to lurch back, to jerk her feet off my lap and lash out at me in disgust. Only she didn't, she sat staring at my waist as her eyes glazed over.

Does that intrigue her, does it make her heart skip extra beats and her blood run hot?

Or is she just stunned, sealed in a state of shock?

“Do you want me to stop? I'll stop if you're uncomfortable, but I'm sorry, I can't help it, you do this to me.”

Pointing at her chest, she asked, “I do,me?”

“You do.” Putting more pressure on the bottom of her foot, my cock pulsed and ached to be inside her. “And I can't explain why.”

Vera's lips turned up slowly as she forced her eyes away from my face, looking around the room. The apples of her cheeks turned cherry red, her eyes twinkling as her hand reached for her chest and stroked it slowly.

Clearing her throat, she laughed awkwardly and dragged her nails up and down her neck. “I don't know what to say.”

“You don't have to say anything, just enjoy the massage.” Dipping my thumbs into the center of her foot, I pressed in hard. “You need a release, a way to relax, that's all this is.”

“All this is, huh?” Peering at me under hooded lids, her eyes danced between mine. “Why are you so hard for me to figure out? I've always been able to see beneath the surface, but I can't do that with you.”

“Maybe you're not suppose to be able to just figure me out, maybe you have to work for it.”

Taking another sip of her drink, Vera lifted her arm and leaned on her hand. “I don't like maybes either.” Her teeth tugged on her bottom lip, lashes fanning her face like the wings of a butterfly. “You know for someone who hasn't done this in a long time, you're pretty good at it.” Reaching behind, she rested the mug on the small table.

“Am I?” Tilting my head, a devious smile hit my lips. “I'm good at a lot of things.” Winking, I slid my hand around and up her ankle, massaging her calf.

I was taking a chance, trying to feel her out. If my cock against her heel didn't scare her, maybe she wanted more. Lust teased her tone, a sensual glaze painted her eyes.

“Uh huh,” she moaned as her eyes rolled back and her head fell onto her shoulder.

My dick throbbed the longer I had my hands on her, stealing all the blood from my head to feed its growing hunger. I wanted to touch her more, to touch her higher and higher until I hit her tender bud and gave her something she never felt before.

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