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“See what?”
“You getting yourself off, thinking of me.”
I squirm, but he pulls his hand away instead of touching me like I need. “You know, Iusuallythink of you whenyouget me off.”
Teeth sink into my neck. “Only usually?”
An innocent shrug is all I respond with, and I turn to straddle him. The towel hikes up around my hips. “You’ve done it without a cookie. Congratulations.”
“Okay, instead of a cookie, you get a toy.” The curl of his lips makes a chill run up my back.
“You really want to watch me?”
“So much.”
“And you don’t want to touch me?” I stand and take a step back from him.
“I didn’t say that.”
“Okay, because if I recall, you were pained just to see me put sunscreen on my boobs.”
He licks his lips. “I knew it was going to take longer to get my hands on you then.”
I drop the towel and soak up the heat of his gaze on my skin. When I turn around to go to the bed, I think I hear him blow out a breath. My vibrator is in the nightstand, and for all the times I’ve taken it into bed with me, I can’t say it’s ever felt like this.
Holding Preston’s eye contact while I sit is almost enough to make me come. My heart and lungs are reeling, and all this is without a single touch. This isn’t going to take long.
The low buzzing of it seems louder than usual.
His gaze flickers to the device in my hand, and his eyebrows draw together.
“It pulses air,” I say, reclining against the pillows. “It provides suction.” As I slide it down between my legs, Preston stands and walks to the side of the bed with measured steps. He stands over me, and the complete exposure ignites a fire in me.
“Spread your legs.” He watches the vibrator moving over me with a clenched jaw.
“So bossy.”
“Please.” His eyes bore into mine. “Please let me see that.”
I take a deep breath and slide my legs apart as I fight the urge to clench my thighs together. My legs tremble with the effort as the pressure builds. “Fuck this. I want to come on you.”
“You will.” His voice is sandpaper. “After you finish.”
I’m not far from it already, but I wanthim.“I’m not even sure you’re enjoying this,” I get out between panting breaths.
“You have no fucking idea.”
“Show me.” My hips circle and buck. I’m so close.
He keeps his eyes on the action but unfastens his shorts and takes out a raging erection.
Closer now.
“Come here,” I say.
“When you’re done.”
“No. I—” I grab his waistband and pull him to me. I take him into my mouth, and he gasps.
