Page 66 of Worthy

“What’s wrong?” I groan, cupping my balls while my other hand works fiercely on my cock. “Is your wife asleep next to you?”

“No,” he scoffs, almost defensively, and I chuckle.

“Then tell me what you’re doing…”

He hums, but eventually gives up the fight and mumbles, “I’m… stroking my cock.”

“Mmm… good. Me too.”

“Yea?”

“Yea. I’m doing it slow… The way you did it for me that night, in my bed.”

He purrs. “Ohhfuck…Trouble.”

“Remember?”

“Of course I fucking remember,” he growls. “It feltsogood… touching you while you touched me.”

My chest flutters. “What else felt good that night?”

“K-kissing you,” he whimpers. My dick is so hard I can feel the veins pulsing in my hand. “Biting your sweet lips and swallowing your little moans…”

My head is getting all hazy as I breathe, “You always wanted to kiss me, didn’t you, Sunshine?”

“Maybe…” he murmurs, and I roll my eyes, grinning while he corrects, “Okay, yes.” Slipping my fingers up into my mouth, I suck on them, getting them nice and wet while he speaks hushed, timid lust into my ear. “I still remember pinning you to your bed with my hips… rubbing our dicks together.”

“Fuck yea,” I hum, sliding my hand between my thighs, parting them wider. “Remember what you did next?”

“Mmfuck… Tate…”

“I’ll take that as ayes,” I rumble. “Tell me, babe… and maybe I’ll do it to myself right now.”

Lance makes a purely greedy little sound as my body trembles in wait. “I… put my fingers inside you.”

Chewing on my lip to keep the groans in, I writhe by myself on the floor of my hotel room, slipping my fingers between my ass to tease my rim. “You fucked me with them, baby…”

“Yea… I did. I fucked your tight, warm hole with my fingers.” His panting is picking up speed.

“Why didn’t you just use your cock?” I whine, stuffing a finger inside myself with a grunt. It burns from lack of proper lubrication, but I don’t even care. My toes are curling. “I wasdyingto feel you fucking me deep and hard, Sunshine…”

“I know…” he whispers, practically choking as the sounds of him stroking himself echo in my ears. I stuff another finger into my ass, jamming them as deep and hard as I can, relishing in the delicious hurt. “Because you’remyTrouble, aren’t you, baby?”

I’m nodding, without even realizing it. “Uh-huh.”

“Fuck, I should’ve just fucked you back then,” he breathes unsteadily. “I wish I did…”

“Fuck me… now…” I whine as my thoughts cloud into a fog of impending climax.

“Are your fingers touching that sweet spot for me, Trouble?”

“Mhmm…” I’m chewing on my lip, shaking at the salacious burn and frustration of my own fingers only being able to give me so much.

I want more… soso much more.

“You want it deeper, don’t you?” He growls, and I mewl. “You want it bigger? Thicker, longer… Hotter and harder. You want it diving all the way up inside your beautiful body until you just can’t help but—”

“Fuck fuckfuck… Lance, I’mcoming,” I rush the words out on garbled moans as my dick erupts, spilling hot pulses all over me.

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