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Anxious, yet filled with anticipation, I rub the flat of my belly again. “Tell me. Tell me how it would be good for you.”
Her breath hitches, and for a moment I think I’ve gone too far. But when she speaks, it’s in a whisper that has an edge to it, one that sends heat straight to my cock. Because she sounds excited, tempted. “Just between us?”
My breath quickens, lighter, faster. God, this is stupid. So fucking stupid, like opening Pandora’s box. I’ll regret it, I know. And yet...
“Just between us.”
She makes a little, strangled noise. “I can’t... Okay, okay. Screw it.” Another soft breath, and then, “It would start out slow. Just kissing. That lazy sort of kissing that goes on and on, all soft and melting, until you’re drugged with it and your lips are all swollen and sensitive. And you’re just kind of breathing each other in, you know?”
I swallow reflexively, my voice totally gone. No, I don’t know that kind of kissing.
I’ve never had the desire to go there with any girl. But fuck, I can imagine kissing Mac that way. Learning her mouth, shaping her lips with mine. Mine thrum with the need to feel hers, to sink into her taste.
Her soft voice glides over my skin. “And then he’d touch me.”
“Are you standing up or lying down when he touches you?” It’s a rasp, and a miracle I got the words out, I’m wound so tight.
She pauses. “I don’t know.”
“Are you... Are you lying down now?”
“Yeah.” It’s a gentle whisper.
My breath hitches, and I actually shiver.
“Then you’re lying down. On your back.” I close my eyes, images flooding my head. “Your hair spread out on the pillow. Your eyes on him, watching what he does to you.”
Her soft breath is in my ear. “He runs his fingers along my neck, his touch barely there. But I feel it. Burning a trail over my skin, down to my collarbone. And it gets me so hot, waiting for him to unbutton my shirt.”
“You want him to see you, don’t you, honey?” And, oh, fuck, I can imagine it, spreading open Ivy’s shirt, exposing her smooth skin.
“Yeah,” she says. “My...” A huff of breath. “My nipples are so hard. Aching.”
Jesus. “And he slides that shirt apart. Exposes your sweet tits to his gaze.”
Ivy makes a sound. A moan. My lower gut clenches like a fist.
I can’t breathe. Can’t fucking think. Slowly my hand eases down over my stomach, shivers breaking out in its wake. I shouldn’t do this. I can’t stop.
I’m so hard that my dick has a heft to it, like it’s a separate entity, pulsing with the need to fuck, fuck, fuck. I give it a squeeze to alleviate the pressure, and it throbs against my palm. My teeth dig into my lower lip as I hold in a groan. I’m so fucking hot and thick I’m surprised I haven’t come already.
“What does he do to you next?” I practically beg as I give myself a small tug.
“He sucks my nipple.” Her voice is a stroke along my balls. “Gently, so all I can feel is his warm, wet mouth. And it drives me crazy. I want it harder.”
As if obeying her command, I fist myself tighter. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. I arch up into his mouth, seeking it. But he doesn’t give it to me. Not yet.” Her breath is coming on faster now, her voice light and agitated. “He flicks my nipple with his tongue, plays with it. Giving it little sucks, long, lazy licks.”
I shudder, and I swear she does too. My tongue hits the roof of my mouth. If I close my eyes, I can feel the tight bud of her nipple there.
“They throb, Gray.”
Oh, Jesus. I squeeze my eyes shut against the sound of her plea, so thick with need that it makes me ache. “Pinch them,” I grit out. “Give them a tweak.”
And she does. Holy hell, she does. A small, muffled whimper comes through the speakers, and my dick jumps in response. I’m full-out jacking myself now. Every inch of me vibrates.
Ivy. Her soft breaths are driving me crazy. And I know, I fucking know she’s touching herself too.
