Page 107 of Worth Every Moment
“Now what?” he asks.
The dare in his gaze fuels me. There is no way his cocky attitude is going to get the better of me. Not now. If he wants a woman who’s going to give the orders and make the rules, then he’ll get it.
“Show me…” My voice fades.Crap, this is harder than I thought it would be.He arches a brow that prods me to continue. “Show me what you do when you’re alone.”
He grips his dick in one hand, fisting it at the base. “Alone and thinking about you?” He shifts his hand slowly up and down his hard length.
My heartbeat slows to match the motion, the heavy thump of it echoing between my legs. Knowing he’s done this so many times while thinking of me that he’s lost count has a restless need filling my limbs and a prickling heat crawling over my skin.Holy shit.I can’t believe he’s doing this for me. That I get to watch him. It’s like someone made a porn movie just for me, and then allowed me to sit and watch a private viewing. The pulsing and tingling at the apex of my thighs is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It’s impossible to ignore and I squirm where I sit, and Seb’s dimple pops as he observes me. “Yes,” I confirm. “That. When you’re alone, and thinking about me.”
His hand moves faster, fisting his cock up and down. With a flick of his thumb, he rubs the bead of precum into the head, which is swollen and smooth.
I lick my bottom lip and pin it with my teeth. Having never seen a guy do this, and now having it beSebis… crazy. All these years just being friends and suddenly he’s jerking off in front of me…for me… under my instruction. My body is on fire, and wetness slides between my legs. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything that’s turned me on this much,ever.
I want to give him something in return, so I lift my nightdress and tug it over my head, leaving me only in my underwear.
“Fuuuuck,” he rasps, pupils dilating as his hand continues its rhythmic motion.
I reach back and undo my bra, letting the cups fall, exposing my breasts. I remove it and throw it aside. His gaze falls immediately, settling on my nipples, which tingle and tighten just as he tips his head back and groans. “Argh, Lefroy. I knew it was fake news. You’re fucking gorgeous.”
The reference to that day when he rescued me after I fought with Mum makes me smile, and my fingers find my nipple, teasing it, sending a pleasurable ripple through me. Heat poolsin my core, and with Seb’s eyes on me, it feels like I might explode.
“Does this turn you on?” I ask, my voice breathy, giving away just how much it turnsmeon.
“So much,” he says.
“Me too,” I admit, and liquid heat spreads through me.I can’t believe I just said that. “I want you to come. I want to see you come.” I am on a roll, doing and saying things I’ve never even come close to. But because it’s Seb, I’m more comfortable than I would ever be with anyone else. I’ve repressed this desire so long, been a good girl for such a long, long time, that I’m desperate to shed that skin. All of it at once.
I trail my hand down my stomach, watching as his hungry gaze follows it down. He mutters under his breath, fisting faster. The repeated slap of his fist on his cock is an erotic beat made just for me.
I’m levering myself up with my other hand on the bed behind me, my free hand now teasing at my thong. I run my finger along the waistband and Seb groans. Having him so eager for me is a special kind of magic. I feel all powerful, sitting here on the bed, half naked, giving orders. I’m comfortable with my body, but this gives me a newfound sexual confidence that I’m keen to explore. “You want to see?” I purr.
“Fuck, yes,” he says again, voice broken and shaking with the rhythm of his pumping. His abs tighten, the head of his cock engorged. I want to lick it and see if it’s as smooth as it looks.
But I shake my head. “No.”
“No?”
“Be a good boy and get on your knees first. Then I’ll take them off.” He doesn’t move, but the arousal in his gaze feeds me, making me more confident. There isn’t a speck of doubt in my mind that he wants me, maybe more than he’s ever wantedanyone. He’s going to do exactly as I ask. “You said you’ve been on your knees for me for years.”
“I have.”
“I want to see it. You, naked, on your knees for me.”
A smirk tugs at his mouth, and what looks like pride lights his eyes. “That’s it, Lefroy. Tell me what you really want.”
“You. On the floor,” I repeat, and without hesitation, he sinks to his knees. My heart thumps, seeing his powerful body like this, his dick heavy and hard between his legs. His heated stare burns me up as he looks at me from his position on the floor.Wow. He’s done his part… I’d better keep my word. I slide off my thong, bringing my legs up on the bed and parting them, exposing it all to him.
I tease my wet entrance with my fingers. “Come here.”
Seb’s eyes flare and he makes to stand again.
“No. Stay on your knees.” He lifts his chin and lowers himself. As his reward for obedience, I sink a finger inside.So wet. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet.His responding inhale is so loud it booms through the room. I slide my finger in and out. “I want you to crawl.”
His blue eyes darken, but he doesn't move. I remove my finger, trailing my wetness over my thigh, casting him a warning look. He won’t get anything more from me unless he crawls.
His palms hit the wooden floor. “You’re the only woman in the world I’d do this for.”
“Just me?” I thrust my fingers in and out, dragging wetness up to my clit, circling it. Tingles expand from that point, and I move my hand faster, feeling my clit swell.
