Page 59 of Rancher's Heart

“Since I’m not allowed to touch you.”

An ‘o’ formed on my lips.

“Your rules, remember?”

I silently cursed myself. Unsure where he was going with this and more than a little curious about the ties discarded next to me.

“You’re going to touch yourself until you realize what a terrible mistake you’ve made, understood?”

I sucked in a breath. He wanted me to do what? “Griff, I can’t.”

“No, you’ve used up your free pass tonight already. You didn’t want to make yourself vulnerable to me emotionally now you’re going to touch that pussy while I watch. Hand between your legs.”

His tone told me this was non-negotiable. This was totally out of my usual comfort zone, then again, what hadn’t been with him and I’d enjoyed everything else. His tone told me this was non-negotiable. I ran my hand down my body and when my fingertips grazed my clit and he bit his lower lip I felt instantly super-charged.

“Thata girl.”

I circled my fingers around, my eyes locked on his.

“I can’t hear how good it feels. It does feel good, doesn’t it?”

“It would feel better if it were your fingers instead of mine.”

“I’m playing your game. Don’t you like it?”

I shook my head, but I didn’t stop touching and a small moan escaped my lips. He didn’t have a single finger on my body but the way his eyes were violating me sent thrills cascading through me.

“There’s one way to get me to help.”

I squirmed underneath my own touch as his gaze pressed into me. His eyes flitting between mine and me working away at my exposed pussy.

“What?”

“Beg me.”

“Please touch me.”

“More. Tell me what you need me to do to you.”

“Touch me. Please touch me.”

He hovered his hand over me and I pulled mine away for him to take over, only, he didn’t. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”

My fingers found their way back to my clit and continued elevating the growing frenzy within me. I needed him to touch me more in that moment than I ever had before.

“Dip them inside.”

I did, pulling back my now soaked finger tips. He bent down. His head was hovering between my thighs. His hot breath fanning over my most sensitive parts. “Put them in my mouth.”

I lifted them and he sucked away all of the wetness. Leaving only the slight sheen of saliva on them.

“Fuck, I swear you get more delicious with each passing day.”

“Griff if you don’t fuck me right now. I swear to god.” My tether had snapped and the words came out more hot and desperate than I thought I was capable of.

He smiled broader than I’d ever seen before. I wanted to slap it off his face. He was enjoying this way too much.

“Griff,” I panted out. My fingers, still obeying his orders.

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