Page 47 of Deception & Daylight
Miles: Every night, Wildcat. I wake up with a hard on every goddamn day and the only thing that can satisfy me is the thought of you riding me.
Mags: Tell me more.
Fuck. Yes.
I pull down my boxers, freeing my already hard cock, giving it a rough tug before I snag Maggie’s lacy panties from my nightstand, wrapping them around my fist.
This time, instead of a text, I send a voice memo.“Now that I know what you taste like, what you sound like when you fall apart, nothing will ever fucking compare. I don’t have to wait to dream about you. I can just lay here and relive each memory on a loop.”
Silence stretches as I stroke myself, pre-cum beading at the tip as I replay every moment of our encounter in the alley. Just when I think she’s not going to respond, my phone lights up with an incoming call. I swipe to answer and the sight that greets me is straight out of a wet dream. Maggie’s laid back on the oversized bed, one hand between her legs with her tee pulled up over her tits. She must have propped the phone up on her nightstand because I can see everything she’s doing. Her expression is one of pure ecstasy as her fingers glide through her slit.
“Fuck, baby. You look so goddamn sexy like that.”
She moans, one hand gently skating up over her taut belly to pinch her perfect pink nipple. I groan, furiously stroking my shaft, the texture of the lace adding the perfect amount of friction. “Look at me,” I command.
Her eyes are heavily lidded, breaths coming out in pants as she glances at the phone. “That’s my girl. Are you gonna come for me Mags? Gonna scream my name as you imagine my face between your soft thighs; my tongue working you over slowly, torturously? Taking you right to the edge and keeping you there?”
“Miles.” Her back arches off the bed as she plunges two fingers inside. She’s close, but I’m not ready for this to end.
“Stop.”
Her eyes narrow but she doesn’t obey my command. “Careful, Wildcat. You keep going and I’ll have to punish you later.” She smirks, her fingers retreating from her entrance to circle her clit. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip as she stifles a sigh. “Don’t come,” I say, my voice strangled as I approach my release. “Don’t you fucking dare come until I say so, Mags.” My ab muscles flex as my pulse ratchets up. I’m ready to blow as I watch Maggie’s chest rise and fall in a frantic rhythm.
“Please,” she begs, her hands slowing ever so slightly.
“Fuck. You have no idea what you do to me. I love hearing you beg so prettily.”
“Please, Miles.”
“Come for me.”
Her hands work with increasing urgency, bringing her closer to the bring of orgasm, but she doesn’t come. Her brow furrows in concentration and she quiets. “That’s it. Get yourself there, Mags. Come with me.”
She chokes on a sob, “I… I can’t.” My heart leaps into my throat as I realize this is what she meant. She can’t do it on her own. I stop my motions and sit up on the bed, my face filling the phone screen.
“Eyes on me and listen to my voice, baby. I’m right here. You can do this. Just imagine those are my hands playing with your pretty pussy. My lips sucking on your gorgeous tits. I’d take such good care of you.” She stares through the screen, straight into my soul, and what I see there damn near cracks my heart in two. The heat in her eyes masks an underlying sadness that nearly suffocates me with itsintensity. She needs me and I won’t let her falter.
“Trust me, okay? Do exactly what I say and we’ll get you there. Slide up on the bed, prop yourself higher on the pillows and spread your legs wider. That’s it. Such a good girl. Now I want two fingers in your perfect cunt. Slide them in and out, stroking that spot inside of you that makes you shiver. Now imagine my tongue working your clit and use your fingers there, too.”
I prop my phone on my nightstand and sink back into the pillows, wrapping my hand around my cock again. “So fucking perfect. Look what you do to me, Mags.” Her eyes lock on where I’m stroking myself, and I can tell she’s getting closer as she watches the muscles in my forearms rippling while I work my fist over the head. “This cock belongs to you.”This man belongs to her, too.But I can’t say that. Not yet.
I let out a guttural groan as she licks her perfect pink lips. “You like that? You like knowing how hard you make me? Fuck. I want to sink into your tight cunt and fuck you into the mattress. I want to feel you come around my cock as I bury myself inside of you and fill you with my cum. And just when you think I’m done, I’ll flip you over and finger fuck your ass while I eat your pussy, tasting both of us on my tongue.”
“Oh god. I’m so close.”
“That’s it, baby. Imagine how good it’ll feel when I devour you whole, making you come on my face. I bet you’d squirt so fucking good for me.” I can feel my release building along my spine as the words leave my lips. Mags finally screams out her orgasm, pulling me along with her as I coat my fist and stomach. “That’s my girl.”
Mags
My first instinct after I come down from the high is to scream and cry and bury myself in the pillows and never come out. But I somehow manage to hold it together, though my hold on my emotions is fragile at best.
Miles excuses himself to the bathroom, leaving me staring at an empty bed. His room is dimly lit by a bedside lamp, but I can just make out the dark grey bed sheets on a large black bed. The comforter is rumpled near the footboard, and there’s a stack of throw pillows tossed onto the other side. The room is massive, with a vaulted ceiling and exposed wood beams. I’m not sure what I was expecting from Miles’ bedroom, but I shouldn’t be surprised by the impeccable design. I’ve seen a few of his projects here at the inn and Paige and Cade’s cabin. Every space he’s renovated looks like it belongs in a home and garden magazine.
Miles steps back into the frame in a pair of grey sweatpants, still no shirt in sight, and the view should be illegal. “You okay?”
I hate the words as soon as he says them, and it makes me want to throw my phone across the room, but I’m exhausted and I don’t have any fight left in me. “I’m fine.”
“Do you want me to let you go?”
