Page 55 of Reflex
Damn, he wanted to savour this.Slow it right down and bask in how glorious it was to be this close to another person and not feel entirely swaddled with guilt.However, he knew too that this moment of control he’d usurped wouldn’t last long.Eventually, his sensible self would start processing what he was actually doing, and start fighting back.Not yet though.Not yet.
Down went her lacy briefs, all the way to her ankles.
Alle stepped out of them, whereupon he kicked them aside.
“Are you actually going to fuck me?”she asked.
Spook chuckled.She was so sweet.So trusting.“Depends on your definition,” he said, low and husky against her hair.
“Penetration.”
“Hmm.”He pushed her thighs wider apart, and dragged her skirt up.Up, up, over the smooth skin of her thigh his warm palm ran until he was cupping her pussy.Then, his middle digit dipped into the wetness there, and spread it upwards towards her clit.
Touching her there got him exactly the response he anticipated.Within seconds, she was jelly-like in his arms, limbs shaking, body oozing sensuality, his to do with as he damn well pleased.And what it pleased him to do was grant her a little taste of the agony he went through every time they’d spoken over the last nine months.He circled, and circled, drawing a single digit around her clit so that her wits dissolved into a liquid puddle.
“What’s to say I won’t give you this and then make you wait another year for the next touch?”
“I’m beginning to think that what you get off on most of all is denial.Self and otherwise.I’ve never met another man so determined not to stuff me full of his cock.”
“But as we established in the past, all I require to get you off are two fingers.”
He heard the croak of her excitement.
“Fuck me with your fingers,” she said.
“Bossy,” he murmured into her ear in response.His breath teased the shell of her ear, his lips following a moment later, before he tasted the pulse point in her throat.He kept on circling her clit in that excruciatingly tormenting fashion.The little bud was as erect now as his cock, which was branding her arse.“All the things I could do to you,” he murmured.The moment the words were out his hips began churning faster, driving his cock more firmly against her.“You’d deserve them too, every last filthy thing I could come up with.You get under my skin, Alle, and I don’t like it.I don’t like the insidious way you infect my thoughts.How you seem destined to drive me out of my mind with every twitch of your pin-up perfect figure, and your dusting of freckles.Other people count sheep when they can’t sleep.I imagine licking every single precious speckle, and joining them up with kisses and come like a giant dot to dot.”
“You want to paint me with come?”
He teased the shell of her ear with his tongue.“Do you have a problem with that?”
“You’ve been fantasizing about it?About us?”
Had she really, even for a moment, thought otherwise?
“And what else?Do you just jerk off over me in these fantasies of yours, Spook, or do other things happen?Do you actually think about what it’d be like to fuck my pussy?Whether I’d be tight around you, or fit like a glove?”
“Is that what you imagine?That we lock together perfectly?”
“I’ve imagined so many variants, it’d take me years to recount them.I want you, Spook.I’m not denying that what you can do with your fingers is good, but, I fucking want you.All of you, pushed deep inside of me.I guess you probably don’t know what it feels like to be possessed like that, but I do, and I want that with you.I crave it more than anything.”
Spook pushed two fingers inside of her.It was the most he was prepared to give, regardless of how desperately his cock was riding up against her groove.Alle’s internal muscles grasped him, and she groaned, arching her spine.
“Can you feel how ready I am for you?”
He could, but it wasn’t happening.He pressed his thumb against her clit, and all her muscles clenched.
“Oh!”she bleated.“Oh!”Spook rolled his thumb and pressed again.Alle turned liquid in his arms, a keening wail threading from her lips as she thrashed against him, hips pumping as she fought against the hold around her wrists.
Only when she’d quietened a little, and her muscles had stopped desperately sucking at his fingers, did he release his grip.Alle spun and faced him.Her pupils were twinkling black diamonds, her smile wide and relaxed.“Come here, you,” she said, drawing him down by tugging on the front of his shirt until his lips met hers.She hooked one long leg up around his hip, so that her foot drummed against his arse.She was so openly inviting, and he was so damn erect.
Who could really hold it against him that he was tempted?So damned sorely tempted.
The condoms were in easy reach.
One time only.
One night would never be enough to get her out of his system.Nor was he sure he even wanted that.Also, Alle wouldn’t give him up.If he gave her what she desired, then she’d definitely stick around for more.
