Page 56 of Mr. Scandalous

“I’m on the brink, Eden. I’m on the brink.”

And just like that she stopped.

For a moment, he hung between release and defeat. Then he crash-landed—boom—without coming. He was happy and perturbed all at the same time. He groaned loud enough to rattle the windowpanes.

“Now,” she said, “you catch your breath, because then it’s my turn.”

“Yes,” he hissed through clenched teeth, fighting against the pain of his interrupted climax. “It’s your turn. Bring yourself up here and I’ll lick you for all you’re worth.” He touched his tongue to his lips, eager for the taste of her.

“No,” she said. “I’m going to get myself ready for you with a blow-by-blow commentary.”

“Blow by blow?”

She sat between his legs, and he could feel her bare buttocks brushing either side of his thigh. It was insanely intoxicating to see her but not see her.

“Pun intended.”

“I’m listening.” He strained his ears and vividly imagined what she described.

“I’m wetting my fingers with warm massage oil.”

“Uh-huh.”

“The oil is dripping off my fingers onto my belly.”

He clenched his teeth, stifling yet another groan.

“Oh,” she whispered. “That feels good.”

“What does?”

“I’m running two fingers across myself.”

He almost choked as his mind supplied him with a very colorful picture.

“Oh, yeah.” She mewled.

Alec felt her buttocks contract as she moved against his thighs. “What’s going on now?”

“I’m hot and swollen and achy.”

“Me too, babe, me too.”

Not being able to watch her pleasure herself was driving him right over the cliff. He bucked and thrashed, tossing his head in an attempt to dislodge the blindfold, but no such luck.

“Ooh,” she moaned, and rocked against his thighs. “Oh yeah.”

“That’s it. Pleasure yourself. You are so beautiful and sexy and daring.”

“Uh-uh-uh-uh.” She gasped.

He’d never heard a more erotic sound in his life. “What’s happening now?”

“I’m pinching my nipple with my other hand. It feels so good.”

“Have mercy on me, babe.” He was begging, and not proud. He thrashed harder against the bindings. If only he could get one hand free, he could regain control of the situation. “I can’t stand this one second more. I want to be inside you so bad it hurts. Please, Eden, please. I want to make you come.”

“Do you want me to ride you?”

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