Page 60 of Salvage Him
When she went quiet, when she stopped squirming, when she was at peace, I stopped. I stepped to the side andwatchedher.
Her eyes were closed, and her face soft and calm. Her fingers curled over the front of the bench. She wasn't resisting at all; she was inpeace.
She was insubspace.
I untied herwrist.
I ran my hand down her back, and she bowed and stretched like a cat and settled back. I ran my hands over her bare skin up her thigh and over her ass and down the other side. She pushed her ass intotheair.
She was wet. I spotted her swollen pussy through the sheer thong. The intoxicating smell hit me, and Iwaslost.
I wanted to taste her, have her juices coating my tongue. My cock ached. My mind imagined what it would feel like, buried deep into her foreternity.
I ran my hand between her legs. Her wetness had dripped down her thigh, and now, I had it on my hand. I didn't notice Brooklyn hadmoved.
She reached back and grabbed my other hand onherhip.
"Harrison, please,"shesaid.
It was all the encouragement I needed. I snaked my finger inside her thong and pulled it totheside.
She collapsed back down on the bench but held my handtight.
I ran two fingers between her folds. They were coated with heressence.
She ground against my fingers for morecontact.
I withdrew them and was met with another sexywhimper.
"Don't move," Icommanded.
She settledbackdown.
I touched heragain.
The tension in her body went away as she resistedmoving.
I took my time exploring her pussy. I squeezed her lips and circled her entrance before sliding my fingertips overherclit.
She flinched andmoaned.
Iallowedit.
I teased her by rubbing all around her clit, up and down her folds, making her guess and anticipate what I would do next. This small amount of female surface area held so many options and opportunities to please a woman. I was in awe and having the time of my life watching her react to mytouch.
When she tightened her grip on our clasped hands, I knew she wasclose.
I withdrewmyhand.
Shecriedout.
I made her suffer for a few seconds before I took two fingers and plunged them deep into her pussy. The sudden intrusion caused her to contract around my fingers. She was so wet and so tight. I pushed my fingers in and out of her hard and fast. I made sure to press down on her g-spot. My strong and nimble fingers offered her so much pleasure, her kneesbuckled.
I withdrew my fingers and slapped her ass, making sure my fingers tickled her pussy when my hand landed. By the sound of her moans, it awoke a whole new set of sensations inherbody.
Her moans came out more of apleading.
Not to stop, but to end hertorture.
