Page 53 of Withholding Nothing

He narrowed his eyes at me. “Do you want me to move?” I shook my head and tuned back into the movie, trying to ignore the tsunami of hormones surging within me.

I watched the clock like a hawk, becoming restless. The moment it read 12:00, I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever happened after this point wouldn’t matter. I’d won the bet. As if sensing my restlessness, O’Shea’s finger drew circles on my thigh, raising goose bumps on my skin.

“You smell really nice,” he said, leaning in closer to me.

“Thanks.” I squeezed my legs together, willing the tingling between them to stop. He took my face into his hands and kissed me gently, gauging my reaction. A smile touched his lips when I reciprocated, giving him the green light to continue. His hand crept up my thigh and gave it a firm squeeze, threatening to move a little higher. His kisses trailed from the corner of my mouth, jawline, and down to my neck before moving down to the exposed skin of my chest. Grabbing my legs, he placed them across the couch as he transitioned to hover over me, continuing the assault on my mouth. I shivered as his hand moved between my legs, stroking my clit through my panties.

“You’re already so wet,” he whispered in my ear, nibbling on my ear lobe. I bit my lip as he pushed my panties to the side and caressed my sensitive flesh.

“O’Shea…” I panted. He eased two fingers inside of me and kissed my lips.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, gazing into my eyes as he pumped his fingers in and out of my wetness. I fisted his shirt in my hands and gasped, unable to form any words as pleasure overwhelmed my body. “Do you want me to stop, Ashton?”

“No, please don’t,” I moaned, moving my hips in rhythm with his hand. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, muffling my cries as he fingered me faster.

“If you’re this tight around my fingers, I can only imagine how you’ll feel around my cock,” he growled in my ear.

“What’s the magic word?” I breathed.

He looked at me in confusion, pausing in his task. “Magic word? For what?”

I swallowed hard. I knew I was now at the point of no return, both fear and anticipation playing tug of war with my mind. “You said when I wanted the grand finale, I just had to say the word, but you never told me what the word was.”

His eyes darkened at my words as he licked his lips. “You just have to say yes.” He slowly moved his fingers within me again, never taking his eyes off of me. Here goes nothing.

I took a deep breath and kissed him hard. “Well, in that case….yes.”

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