Page 56 of Torrid Love
“This is so embarrassing,” she blushes. She even hides her face against my chest.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. As your lover, I’ll know every part of you.”
She looks up at me with those giant eyes. “My lover?”
“Yeah. I can be your best friend and your lover.”
“I like how you make up these random rules along the way.”
I grin in response.
I trace the contour of her pubic hair and I swear I’m a breath away from coming in my pants when realization sets in.
“Is that a heart?”
“I’m mortified. No one was supposed to find out.”
But here we are.
“I think it’s really sexy.”
“It’s the new thing in Budapest. My cousin dared me to try it,” she explains.
“I like your cousin even more now.” She laughs. “I can’t wait to come smack in the middle of your little heart.” Her laughter subsides. “I told you there were a lot of dirty things I wanted to do with you, Dom. I just added another one to the to-do list,” I say in a matter-of-fact way.
“You’re a pervert, Wolfe.”
“Thanks for the compliment,” I say without a trace of humor.
Her jaw drops.
“You’re serious?”
“I’m as serious as the erection I’ve been sporting since it became clear you were braless and I had an effect on you.”
“I might not survive this night.”
“You’ll do just fine.”
Impatient to feel her slickness, my fingers continue their exploration.
“Dear God,” she chokes when my finger glides between her pussy lips.
“Is that for me?” I ask, probing her wetness.
She shakes her head and rolls her eyes.
“No? It’s for another guy?”
“You know it’s for you.”
“Good answer.”
I plunge two fingers so deep inside her, her breath hitches. That does little to tame me. I use my fingers as an extension of my desperate cock and finger-fuck the hell out of her.
“Oh, my God, Rod, what are you doing to me?”
Her agonizing plea threatens to make me lose my shit.
