Page 88 of Touch Me

My dick turns to stone the instant she grabs a nipple with her ruby red nails and gives it a little tug. My blood is racing in my veins, and my breaths come out in pants as I sit up on my knees and pull the blankets all the way off her. I want to run my hands up her thighs, grab her hips as they grind the air, and pull her to me. My cock lays heavy on the bed between my legs, seeping and throbbing.

She has the toy resting on her clit, no longer circling, head thrown back, and moaning. Her hips grind the toy as she holds it still, finding a rhythm with her hands and hips. She moans, and her mouth falls open with the toy held in place, her hips thrusting up and down, dragging her clit along its length. Her panting quickens, the grinding becomes erratic, and the noises make me think she’s almost there. So I quickly place myself between her spread legs, grab her behind her knees, and pull her down the bed toward me.

Her eyes fly open when I pull the toy away. “Deny yourself, right?”

She grins. “You’re a quick study.”

Cassie spreads her legs wider so her skin doesn’t touch mine. Kneeling between her legs, I take the toy and run it from hip to hip, crossing just above her center. She squirms and raises her hips, seeking contact. I drag it back across, closer this time.

“Fucking tease,” she groans.

Smiling, I bring the toy back and circle her clit. She reaches up to the headboard and pushes herself down.

“Greedy,” I retort.

I zero in where she wants it, and she writhes under the contact. I take passes up and down her slickness, delaying my retreat each time. Since I’m essentially grinding for her, she draws her legs up near her chest and looks at me through her spread legs.

“Fuck, Jace.”

As sexy as watching this toy is, I can’t pull my eyes off her face. Her pouty, pink lips, her blazing green eyes, a look of pure ecstasy coloring her features.

So fucking sexy.

Cassie places her feet back on the mattress, allowing her to thrust her hips. Her hands go to her nipples, and she squeezes and tugs, and then she explodes. Back arched, eyes squeezed shut, hands on her tits, nothing touching the bed but her feet and her head.

“Fuck, fuck,” she moans.

It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.

No wonder porn is a billion dollar industry. I could watch this all day.

She opens her eyes as she gets control of her breathing and brushes the sweaty strands of hair off her face, taking a slow perusal of my body, and stops when she sees my throbbing dick.

“I don’t want to stop,” I admit.

“Isn’t this all a little too much? I don’t want to ruin your experience. Maybe we should end on a good note.”

“Maybe you’re right. It’s just...”

“What?”

I lay next to her and cover myself with the blanket suddenly feeling very exposed.

She turns to face me. “Jace?”

I run my hands over my face and through my hair. “Well, what if today is all we have? What if it never works again?”

“Of course it will work again. Let’s just start small and work our way up. And if we have to start in the tub every time, then we’ll be the two cleanest people on Earth.” She holds up her hand to show me her wrinkled skin. “Or the pruniest.”

I chuckle and meet her eyes.

“So does this mean I’m your boyfriend? Not that doing what we did constitutes an immediate relationship or anything. I mean, I know people can have sex and not be in a relationship. And technically speaking, we didn’t even have sex. So, I completely understand if this was just a thing we do. I mean, that happens right? Just sex, nothing else—”

“Jace.”

“I mean, you’re just starting your career. You have a whole slew of possibilities after this. You could get offered a job and move away or meet someone at work—”

“Jace. Stop.”

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