Page 215 of Dream Mates
“You’re so good, aren’t you.” My lips brushed her jaw. “Has Wes even noticed that you have a massive praise kink? I know Spencer has.”
“I don’t know what that is.” Her thighs rubbed together again.
“It means that you like to be told how good and perfect you are. You’re just so good, aren’t you? Such a good girl.” I nibbled on her neck as her desire flared.
I felt Evan as he entered the cabana, his sweet lemonade joining her peaches.
Biting her lower lip, her eyes darted to the doorway. Yes, she was new to all this.
“Eyes on me, Peaches,” I ordered. “Evan can be jealous when I don’t let him watch, or make him watch and not touch, but he’s not going to object if you want to be with me. Neither are any of the others.”
Like the good girl she was, she looked at me.
“You wouldn’t let Evan watch? Or watch but not touch?” Her breathy voice was a near-pant.
“Sometimes I don’t want to share. Now, is this what you want, Babydoll?” Shifting my weight, I took my hands off the top of the chaise; one closing very gently around her throat, just like it had in the nest during Evan’s heat.
Just like in the passage of that book she just read me.
“Oh yes.” A shudder shot through her body.
I settled my weight on her, still straddling her, one hand around her neck. Again, I looked her over, looking for any sign she wasn’t enjoying herself.
“Look at you, responding to my touch like that. So perfect. My hand looks beautiful around your throat.” Leaning forward, I nibbled on her pulse on her neck.
“So beautiful,” Evan agreed.
My free hand moved her book reader to the table. I got curiosity from Brennan through the bond, and I sent reassurance back. Later, I’d tell him all about it, but I also let him know he was welcome to join us through the bond-code we developed.
“Do you want me to do that to you?” I whispered in her ear. “Shove you against the wall, my hand around your throat, telling you what a good girl you are as I impale you over and over with my cock.”
Yes, I could give her all that… and so much more.
My hand tightened ever so slightly, as I ground myself into her, only her thin yellow polka dot bikini between us. My lips brushed across her neck, my hand tightened just a little more.
Her eyes went half-lidded.
“Fuck, I can feel how wet you are through your bikini.” I slipped my hand underneath the fabric, swiping her. Oh, yes, she was so wet.
She creamed at my attention, a quiet moan escaping her lips.
“What a good girl you are, getting all nice and ready for me.” Slowly, I brought my fingers to my lips, tasting her peachy goodness. “So sweet. Suck.”
I put my finger in her mouth. She sucked on it like it was my dick. Which was rock hard.
I groaned. “Close the curtain, Baby.”
The cabana went dark, with just the small light from the fan illuminating everything. Evan rejoined us, want pouring through the bond.
“Stay right there,” I ordered when he moved to join us. “Peaches and I are having story time. Eyes on me, Babydoll. Don’t look at him. Look at me. Andonlyme.”
My hand tightened around her throat a little more, then relaxed again.
The cabana’s walls were made of cloth, so I couldn’t quite re-enact the scene. But if she wanted me, well, I’d certainly give it to her.
“There’s no nice hard wall, but this will work. If this is what you want? After all, I did make you a promise earlier, and I’mhappy to make good on that now.” I ground against her again. I could offer her things, too.
She nodded, eyes still on me.
