Page 196 of Breaking the Pucking Rules
As she does, I wrap my hand around my aching length. The tip is already glistening with precum. Swiping my thumb through it, I use it for lubrication, biting back a moan.
“What are you doing?” she asks, letting me know that I’m failing to cover my reactions.
“Waiting for you to do as you’re told.”
“Is that all?” she taunts.
“Anyone would think you want me to take you over my kneeand spank that ass until it’s glowing with my handprint.”
She trembles at my words, and it does little to calm the raging inferno inside me.
“Oh god. That’s hot,” she moans as she finally follows orders and spreads her thighs.
“Trouble,” I groan when she drags her hands up her legs, taking the fabric of my jersey with them. “Are you missing something?”
My eyes are locked between her legs.
Even in the low light of her bedroom, I can see how wet she is.
Fuck. My mouth waters for a taste.
“Uh…no, I don’t think so.”
She might be trying to look all innocent with her hands resting on her thighs, but everything else gives her away.
Her chest is heaving, her cheeks are rosy, and her eyes are blown with desire.
“I want to watch you get off, Trouble. Show me how you do it when you’re alone and thinking of me.”
She groans, her hips grinding in her search for friction.
“God, I miss you,” she rasps.
I swear, my heart fucking stops.
“Not long now and you can show me just how much in person.”
Her eyes widen. “Is that a promise?”
“Be a good girl for me, and maybe I’ll do the same in return.”
The honest answer isfuck yes, that’s a promise.
I’m as desperate to be with her in person as I think she is to be with me.
I’m fucking aching for her.
“I’d better make this good, then,” she muses.
Fuck me. She’s sitting on her bed, in my jersey, her legs spread and her cunt on display, about to show me how she gets herself off. On what planet wouldn’t this be good?
“Damn straight. I need cheering up, remember?”
She shakes her head, her eyes locked on mine as her fingers dance up her thighs, heading toward where we bothneed them.
I swallow thickly as she gets to the juncture of her thighs.
“Kodie,” she gasps as her fingers finally collide with her needy little clit.
