Page 48 of The Biggest Sacrifice

“No?”

“Nope.” She pops the ‘p’, she thinks she’s cute, and I know exactly what she’s doing right now. She’s being a brat, pushing me, tempting me. She knows where this night is going to end.

With her in my bed.

“We’ll see about that, little mouse. In the meantime, wrap your lips around my dessert.”

Her eyes take on a dark gleam and she leans in closer, opening her mouth, tongue reaching out for the cake on the fork. She watches me intently, her pupils dilating as she closes her beautiful pink stained lips around the end of my fork. She moans as she slides back off, tongue peaking out again to catch the whipped cream.

And now I’m fucking hard as a rock.

“We need to go home, little mouse. Now.”

“Do we? I haven’t finished my dessert yet.”

“Get up and get in the truck, Farrah.”

CHAPTER 28

FARRAH

I knew exactlywhat I was doing. Testing him was part of the fun. Pushing him to the limit gave us both so much excitement and only made our nights that much better. So when he said, “Get up and get in the truck, Farrah,” I knew I had him.

The Tommy I sat with tonight was attentive. He was carrying the conversation, and he was confident in himself. I’m not sure what went on with him and Cash, but if he was able to get through to him, get him to open up, I’m grateful.

Tommy leads me to the truck with his hand wrapped around the back of my neck. He opens the passenger door for me, helps me in, but stops me from facing away from him. He steps between my legs and runs his hand over my cheek.

“You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, Farrah. And I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to tell you that.”

My eyes search his and I see no veil. I see no wall shutting me out, only love shining from them. This is the Tommy I knew was inside of him all along. Closing my eyes and nuzzling into his hand, I reach up and hold his wrist, stroking the inside with my thumb. I turn my head, kissing his wrist now, trying to convey this tender moment back to him. I recognize this is hard for him, but I want to encourage him to be soft with me.

Holding his wrist, I slowly drag his hand down my neck, to my chest, then continue guiding him between my breasts, and across to my bare leg. My dress inched up when I got into the truck, and I watched as he took in my bare legs. I didn’t bother fixing it, I wanted him to see me. Now, his eyes never leave mine, but I see his breathing pickup.

“Touch me, Tommy.”

I lean back on my hands on the seat and widen my legs, his other hand coming to rest on my thigh. He’s kneading my skin, thumbs dancing and dipping down the inside of my thighs. I give him a soft smile, welcoming his touch. He moves my dress, bunching it until my panties show.

“Fuck.”

“Yes.”

His eyes snap to mine, and he wets his lips. His fingers drift over my lace panties, delicately brushing my pussy, and the shock that runs through my body is amazing. He tickles my clit through the lace and I let out a moan.

“Make me come, my lion. Right here. I need it, Tommy.”

“I love when you tell me what you want. But I know what you need, and I’ll always give that to you.”

He steps even closer to me, boxing out any potential onlooker from seeing me. It’s late, and the lot is dark, so I’m not worried. The only thing on my mind is him. With one hand gripping my inside thigh, he continues to give feather-like touches over my clit. It’s enough and not enough all at the same time. Just having him here, watching me, touching me, is enough to make me come.

I rock my hips, and he leans in to kiss me, nipping my lip as he retreats. “I fucking love touching you. I love watching you wait for me to bring you there, Farrah. Fuck! It’s everything.” His words heighten my anticipation. “Are you ready? Do you want me to play a bit longer or are you so hot for me you need me to end it right now for you?”

“Yes, fucking end it! Make me come, Tommy!”

“So needy.” He chuckles with a low sensual laugh at my neck, licking my pulse point as he pinches my clit through my panties. It’s just what I need, my body rocking and pulsing as he gently tugs my clit, then rubs me through it.

“I can’t wait to get you home. I hope you’re ready for me.”

My breathing returns to normal, but I am far from ready for this night to be over.

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