Page 35 of Broken Embers

“Oh, yes,” I whisper back, my breathing becoming labored. “All she wants is to feel your fingers in her, teasing her, getting her ready to take your rock hard cock.”

“Oh, Christ!” Oleksi moans softly. “You are the only woman who has ever made me nearly lose control with a soft brush of my cock, that low hooded seductive glance you throw me across a room, or you provocative words.”

“While we’re confessing truths,” I whisper back. “You’re the only man who’s ever been able to make me cum without having to help myself.”

“That’s a true honor,” he teases, turning slightly so he can get better access to slip his hand down my waistband. His fingers run up my slit before disappearing between the folds. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”

“That’s because I don’t just want you, I need you—so badly right now.”

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how much I need you.” His lips crush mine and he dips two fingers into my slick pussy and starts to pump them in and out, curling them slightly to increase the pleasure.

“Oh, God.” I suck in a breath and bite my lip to stop myself from screaming, faster, fucking faster.

“I wish I could bury my cock deep inside you right now,” Oleksi growls. “I’ve missed you so Goddamn much.”

“I missed you too,” I admit, my breath becoming labored as he adds his thumb, swirling it and rubbing my clit with it, adding to the building pleasure.

“Do you want to come all over my fingers for me, baby?”

“You have no idea how badly,” I rasp.

“Not yet,” Oleksi commands, and he stops his movement, making me want to scream. “Slow down, baby.”

“No, no,” I breathe, turning my body towards him and kissing his lips. “I don’t want to slow down. Please, please, Oleksi, I… need the release.”

“Shh,” Oleksi uses his free hand to move the hair off my face. “You’ll get your release,” he promises me. Tapping my clit with his thumb. “But you need to earn it.”

“Mmm,” I mumble, moving my hips and pressing my hungry little clit into his finger. “How do you want me to earn it?”

“If I let you cum,” Oleksi smiles slowly as he talks, kissing and nipping at my lips while his hand on my pussy remains still, “you will owe me one sexual favor I can call whenever or wherever. No questions or backchat.”

“Mm,” I whisper, moving my hand up and down his cock that is now rock hard and straining to get out of his pants. “Your cock wants to come out and play. What if I help you cum in the car too?”

“My cock wants to be in your mouth, feeling that incredible thing you do with your tongue when you suck me off,” Oleksi’s breathing becomes deeper and I add a little pressure while dry humping him. “Then I want to bury myself so deep inside you we don’t know where I end or you begin as I drive us to a screaming orgasm.”

“Oh, God,” I reply. His words make my pussy walls contract around his fingers.

“Do we have a deal?” He starts to finger fuck me faster his thumb swirling my clit in time to the rhythm of them. My hips begin to buck, falling in with the rhythm, and I’m starting to feel my orgasm crest.

“You can have whatever you want,” I promise, pushing myself harder against his hand that’s working his magic fingers in and out of me, desperate to feel him touching me again. “Please… don’t stop. My pussy is aching for your magic touch to bring it release.”

His hand picks up speed and I can feel the wall of my pussy start to clamp around his fingers as he whispers in my ear, “Come for me baby.” He flicks my clit and thrusts his other digits hard into my channel pushing me over the edge and before I can scream his mouth clamps over mine swallowing it.

I buck and shake as the orgasm rips through me. Oleksi holds me and continues stroking and kissing me until I start to come down from the orgasm’s high, resting my head against his chest.

“Feeling better?” Oleksi asks, pushing some stray locks behind my ear as my breathing calms.

“A bit,” I tell him. “I wish we were there.” I sigh, and my eyes start to drift shut.

“Sabrina,” Oleksi’s voice seems far away. “Hey, sleepy head, wake up. We’ve arrived at the first safe house.”

I yawn and stretch sitting up and looking around. Low flood lights light the grounds that are surrounded by tall trees that are starting to become visible as morning is breaking through.

“How long was I asleep for?” I scooch toward the door Oleksi holds open for me.

“About an hour,” he answers, taking my hand. “Syd is testing the water to make sure it’s warm so you can have a nice soak in a tub.”

“Without being watched!” I breathe a sigh of relief.

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