Page 91 of A First Sight

“Did that get you wet?” I murmured the question, smiling when she shivered in response. “Did sucking me off turn you on, lass?”

She nodded, and even from where I was, I could see the flush in her cheeks. I loved it when she said what she liked.

“Let’s see if you’re ready for me.” Instead of removing her underwear, I moved the crotch aside and slipped a finger inside her.

She groaned and pushed back against my hand. “More.”

After working my finger a couple of times, I added a second one, eliciting a satisfying hiss of “yes” from her. Ignoring the growing ache in my cock, I twisted my fingers, stretching her as I moved my other hand to slide into the front of her panties. The moment I touched her clit, she cried out, her muscles clamping down on my fingers as she came.

“Is that better?” I kissed her shoulder.

She shook her head, another shudder going through her. “More. Please, Drake. I need you inside me.”

I considered teasing her until she begged, but I needed her as much as she needed me. I barely gave her the chance to process before I drove forward, filling her with a single thrust. She cried out my name, and I gripped her hip with one hand. Letting her encouragement guide me, I took her hard and fast, my fingers beneath her relentlessly working her clit to send her screaming over the edge before I completely lost it.

I came with her name on my lips and our bodies joined as if they were always meant to be that way.

SIXTY-SEVEN

MAGGIE

I was happy.

My face warmed as I remembered my date with Drake, surprising myself with my boldness, giving him a blow-job in the kitchen. Since Thursday, we hadn’t been together, which was a drawback to having my own place, but we talked every night, like a regular couple. It was nice to feel we were…normal.

Arriving at the rehearsal, I hung my jacket over the back of my chair and smiled at Irene as she came over to me.

“Nehemiah left some notes in his office,” she held out a key. “Could you get them? They’re in a notebook on his desk.”

“Of course,” I agreed. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

I headed for the back door to the short hallway behind our rehearsal space, where I opened the office door and saw the notes sitting right there on the desk. Stepping into the office, I picked up the notebook and turned around–

Dale stood in the doorway.

“Uh, hi.”

He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m glad you stepped away for a minute. I wanted to talk to you.”

“Nehemiah needs this.” I held up the notebook. “I should get back.”

“Not yet.” He took his hands out of his pockets. The gesture would’ve been casual if I hadn’t seen it a hundred times.

Adrenaline flooded my body.

“Just say whatever it is you came to say.” I kept my voice calm but firm.

“You’ve been playing this game long enough. It’s time to come home.”

I stood firm. “Just stop, Dale.”

“You know, we have a few minutes. If you’reniceto me, maybe I’ll take it easy.” He took a step toward me.

I pointed at him. “Don’t come near me. Get out of the office, now. We don’t talk. Ever!”

“It’s because of that asshole, Drake, isn’t it?” Dale’s eyes narrowed. “He is long gone, baby. I told him what would happen if he didn’t stay away from you.”

“I knew you were behind that letter.” I quashed my anger at his casual confession to threatening Drake.

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