Page 24 of Perfect Rhythm
Shade let out a soft, almost growling note. One that rumbled in my chest and settled low in my stomach. “Slide your hand down slow...right where you want mine to go...”
My breath caught. He wasn’t just singing to me. He was pulling me into a fantasy. Painting a scene so vivid, I could feel the heat rise off my skin.
I lowered my fingers a little more, sliding my panties to the side. The second I gained access to my creamy center, a moan escaped my throat.
“Fuck, baby, what you over there doing?” I heard Shade whisper.
Damn, I love his voice.
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. Instead, I slid another finger inside and started gliding back and forth. I was so fucking wet. Just as wet as I was when we were on the dance floor. I could still feel his dick beneath me. It felt amazing. Amazingly thick. Amazingly long. God, I couldn’t stop myself from wondering what it would feel like inside of me.
“Maybe one day,” I whispered.
“Maybe one day, what?” he asked.
“Maybe one day I’ll let you get what you want.”
He chuckled. “Oh, I don’t doubt that for a second.”
“Really? You speak like you know it’s a sure thing.”
“Of course it’s a sure thing. If it weren’t, you wouldn’t be thinking of me while playing with your pussy right now.”
I gasped, his words sending me to the edge, seconds away from an orgasm.
But not yet. I wanted to hold on to this feeling a little longer.
“How deep are you?” he asked.
“What?”
“How deep are your fingers?”
“I...I don’t know.”
He scoffed, a slight edge to his voice. “I can go deeper. Open the door.”
My eyes sprung open, and I sat up on the couch. “What?”
“I said open the door.”
“Oh my God, please don’t tell me you’re inside my building.”
“That’s exactly what I’m telling you.”
“Shade, I told you not to?—”
“Open the door, Nyx. I’m not going to say it again.”
I stood, hesitation thick in the air.
I knew I shouldn’t open the door. I’m with Eli.
Girl, fuck Eli.
The voice in my head was taking over. It was the reason my legs were carrying me across the room while also forcing my hand to find its way to the doorknob.
“I can hear you moving,” Shade whispered, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Now, turn the knob.”
