Page 72 of Only Ever Yours

His thick thigh presses me into the bed, holding me in place.

“Jaydon,” I beg, all hope of him actually listening lost. But I try regardless.

He raises it between us, still just out of my reach, and presses the button, turning it on. My heart speeds up with anticipation.

Fuck him and what he does to me.

He’s everything I shouldn’t want.

But all the reasons still don’t compete with my need for him.

He puts the tip to my chest, causing my nipples to harden instantly. I could so easily grab it at this point, but my need for him and my curiosity wins, and I let him have his way with me.

He drags it cautiously down between my breasts, across my belly button, and directly to my waiting, thinly clothed clit.

Fuck, the things this man does to me. My breathsturn to pants.

Needing more.

Needing him.

Needing him to do anything and everything he wants with me. His tatted, veiny arms taunt me. I want to lick every inch. I want them wrapped around me.

I want his hands on my neck, holding me down.

I feel wetness drip between my thighs, needing more.

He continues rubbing circles with the vibrating silicone tip, then switching rhythm and gliding it up and down over my thin sleep shorts.

He’s hard. His erection pressing tightly against my thigh, impossible to ignore. The memories of him in my mouth flood my thoughts, sending heat running rampant through my body.

I want to taste him again.

I look up at his face, and he watches me with that wicked spark in his eyes, biting the corner of his bottom lip. He's so fucking sexy. Every fucking inch of him is godlike.

I try fighting it as long as I can, but my moans slip free.

I’m teetering on the edge, just watching him bring me pleasure. My eyes roam his body, his intense eyes, his strong arms, down to the bulge in his sweat pants. All lighting my insides on fire, and I’m about to fall off the cliff.

“Peachy…” his deep voice commands my eyes to his. “You wanna come?” His eyes tighten.

“Yes.” My answer comes out like a ragged breath as he continues to circle my clit.

He’s teasing, circling, pushing me closer.

“You gonna come now for me?”

My only response is a moan. My eyes close, and my head falls back. I’m about to drift into exotic bliss. The pressure on my pussy feels amazing. He’s hitting the perfect spot.

Then it's gone.

I pop my head up, and my eyes go wide when he takes a step back. I lean on my palms, pushing myself up.

Motherfucker.

“What the hell are you doing, Jaydon?”

His tongue swipes his lower lip when he tosses the vibrator on the bed, still buzzing.

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