Page 95 of Loathe Thy Neighbor

“Have you heard me take a shower before?”

“Yes?”

“Then you’ve heard me doing it too.” He leans down and kisses me softly. “Now,” he says, lips still resting on mine, “teach me what your body likes, River.”

He takes my hands and guides them back between my legs. Except this time, it’s him who pulls my panties to the side.

His throat bobs up and down when he looks at my pussy, and I’ve never felt so exposed and so fucking enthralled at the same time before.

The way he’s looking at me like I’m some sort of gift…it’s exhilarating.

He brushes his thumb over my clit and grins at me when I sigh.

“Touch yourself. Show me.”

I turn the toy back on and guide it into place.

He doesn’t move his hand, keeping my panties pushed to the side. Right away, all my senses light up and I gasp, loving the feel of his hands on me in combination with the toy.

Dean’s lips part, watching the vibrator work its magic on my nerve endings. Slowly, he begins to stroke his cock, and I realize I could watch him do it every day for the rest of my life and never grow bored.

His eyes never leave me as I work the toy over my most sensitive area, my hips moving in time with the undulations. His tongue darts out to wet his drying lips, but his strokes never grow more hurried. He’s genuinely enjoying watching me, and this moment is all about me.

On any given day, this toy can get me where I need to be in under five minutes.

Right now, it takes less than three.

I slam my eyes closed as my orgasm races through me, and I push my hips off the bed, chasing the high for as long as possible.

When all the aftershocks are gone, I switch the toy off and peel my eyes back open.

He’s still holding my panties to the side. Still looking at my pussy. Still unwilling to take his eyes off me.

He’s sweating, panting like he’s the one who just came.

I lick my lips and swallow, trying to catch my breath.

“You good?”

He finally looks at me.

Hunger.

It’s all I see in Dean’s eyes.

“There’s a very,verytiny part of me that wants to be offended you came so fast and so hard, butholy fucking shit.” He fits himself between my legs, caging my head in with his arms, dropping his mouth to mine. “That was the hottest thing I have ever witnessed, and I want to do it again.”

“Now?”

He shakes his head. “No.”

He slides down my body, shouldering his way between my legs. He pulls my underwear to the side, then gives me that devilish smirk I’m starting to love.

“I want a turn.”

He disappears between my legs, and I fall into paradise.

I try to ignore the knowledge that this will all eventually disappear.

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