Page 56 of Ruin
I’m almost praying she changes her mind and admits that this is all too much for her. But I’m beginning to realise that the one with the problem right now is me. And I don’t know where to begin to unpack that.
She holds my gaze for a few moments, her expression slowly softening before she lets out a breath. “Yes, Sebastian. I truly want this.” She moves closer, taking my other hand and sliding it beneath her skirt. “Feel how wet I am.”
I guess this has become the way she tells me she’s being honest, now.
Like last night, I drag my finger through her pussy before circling her clit, and her breathhitches.
It’s becoming difficult to separate myself from my feelings when it comes to Lily, and once again, the urge to kiss her is overwhelming. When I kiss anyone else during sex, it’s simply an automatic response to physical closeness during the act. I never feel anything more than sexual arousal.
But when I’d kissed Lily last night, feelings I’ve been suppressing for years had come racing to the surface, and I can’t let that happen again. I’ve already kissed her once tonight, when she was coming with my fingers buried deep inside her pussy.
I told myself it was to muffle the sounds of her moans.
But I know I’m lying to myself.
I wanted to kiss her. Hell, I would have been happy if that was all we did. And I never just kiss anyone. Because that is a form of intimacy that I don’t allow.
But here I am, once again wanting to kiss those soft lips while I hold her body close to mine. To wrap my arms around her and never let her go.
Instead, I force myself to fall into my usual role when it comes to the bedroom. “Alright, then, Angel. Remember what I said. Whenever I’m around…” I slide my finger lower and thrust it into her pussy. “I control when and how you come.”
A moan slips from her lips, and she continues to hold my gaze through half closed eyes while I slowly fuck her with my finger.
“Fuck me, you two are hot,” Declan says, breaking the spell between us. He’s leaning back against the kitchen island, watching us both with sex in his eyes. “I’d really like to join in, now.”
I allow my dominance to show, giving him a nod. “Then by all means, Mr Fitzgerald. Join right in.”
He crosses the room in three long strides, stopping behind Lily and lowering his lips to her ear. “Are you sure?”
The fact that he’s asking her is how I know he’s a decent guy, and why I trust him with Lily right now. This isn’t our first time in a situation like this, and each time, he’s handed over control to me.
Once he’s made sure that any other parties fully consent.
She leans back against him and nods, while I continue moving my finger in and out, teasing her g-spot each time. “Yes,” she breathes.
He brings his gaze to mine over her head, and nods.
“Then let’s get this party started. Sir.”
And now we’re all ready to play.
Keeping my hand moving slowly, I hold Declan’s gaze. “Feel how wet she is, Mr Fitzgerald.”
He follows my instructions, sliding his hand between her thighs, brushing over mine to feel just how aroused Lily is, before his finger settles over her clit. “Perfect,” he murmurs in her ear as she shivers.
“I want us both to make her come. So keep working that clit, Mr Fitzgerald. I want to hear her moaning.”
Her breath hitches as he traces circles over her clit, and my hand bumps against his each time I push my finger inside her.
I lower my gaze to watch her face once we find our rhythm.
“How does it feel, Angel?”
She gasps when I thrust my finger deeper once more and stay there, stroking her g-spot. “So good,” she whimpers.
“We can do better than good, can’t we, Mr Fitzgerald?” I ask, and Declan nods.
I feel him apply more pressure, and she moans while I continue stroking the spot that I know will have her falling apart within minutes.
