Page 143 of Apparently, I’m Trouble

“You’re already wet for me.”

“I love the way you touch me,” she admitted, lifting her chin, letting me see the effect I had. Her pupils were blown out, lips parted, drunk on knowing how much I wanted her.

I dragged a finger across her slit from behind, teasing her, and as I did, her legs spread wider, her hips braced against the wall.

“That’s it. You want to come, don’t you?” I whispered, pushing a finger into her, feeling how desperate her body was for this.

“Yes,” she moaned.

I pulled out of her and gripped her thigh, lifting it onto my forearm as I let her wrist go. I held her, keeping her open for me as I dragged my touch along her clit with my other hand. Her hips bucked as she threw her head back against the wall and rode my hand.

So soft. She was always so fucking soft.

I ran my fingers up and down her slit, never staying on her clit for too long, letting it catch, then slip away. Teasing her, building her, never letting her get enough.

“Theo,” she whispered, her voice tight, head tilted to the side as she reached up to play with her naked breast.

She was hot to the touch, warm and wet, willing. I stood and watched, fascinated as my fingers smoothed her juices over her pussy, moving round and round. Her breath caught as I pushed into her, working her in small, tight motions.

“Oh god, yes,” she moaned as she rode my hand, letting me watch her pinch and squeeze her nipple as I took her right to the edge. “More. Please Theo, I need more.”

Exactly what I wanted to hear.

I listened to her frustrated moan as I pulled away and dropped to the ground. My cock was hard, rough against my trousers, but this was what I wanted. Her taste on my tongue.

Her thighs shook as I lifted them onto my shoulders. Her upper back pressed into the wall as she braced her palms against it.

“What are you…?” she started, then her voice tapered into another moan as I flicked the tip of my tongue against her pussy.

“You’re close. I can feel how wet you are. You’re ready to come, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she breathed, rocking her hips against my mouth, chasing the feel of my tongue on her clit.

I gave her what she wanted. I licked and sucked, driving my tongue into her over and over again. The taste of her. The fucking taste. I savored every drop as her body rode me, hips moving faster and faster, until finally, I slipped two fingers inside her, and she came.

And she came hard. I flicked my tongue back and forth over her clit as she ground against my fingers, spasming and crying out until there was nothing left.

It wasn’t until her screams faded that I realized someone was knocking, loud and impatient, on my front door.

Gingerly, I put Mia down, propping her gently against the wall, as I gripped my clothed cock for just a second, regretting that I had to leave her here. I opened the door just enough to see one of my irritated neighbors staring up at me.

It was the elderly nurse who lived two doors down. “Everything all right, Jill?”

“That’s what I came to ask you. I heard a woman screaming.”

“Oh, that was me.” Mia’s head popped out through the doorframe. “I forgot that the walls are so thin here."

Jill eyed her, taking in her flushed cheeks, her tousled hair, her hastily closed silk robe.

“Really, Theo? Your daughter just left for school.”

I raised a brow. “And? I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”

Mia put a hand on my chest. “I was pretty loud. I’ll try to be quiet next time.”

Jill didn’t look satisfied with Mia’s apology. “I thought he’d killed someone.”

Mia tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Well, that’s understandable. Look at him.”