Page 111 of Arrogant Puck

But hell, I have to control myself. I have no choice.

Her hand falls over my abs, and I quiver from the contact. She lays next to me and places her knee right over my boner. She’s touching it with her smooth skin, and it takes everything in me not to break.

She kisses my shoulder, her wet mouth feels like a burn.

“Slater,” she whispers. “Look at me.”

We’re bare. Finally. In bed together. Nothing left between us but everything at the same time.

I can’t help but to feel like this is another test.

I turn my head to her, glancing at those wet lips. I want to drink in her moans. I want to taste that delicious pussy again. I want to devour this woman. She has no idea what she’s doing to me.

But I can’t push because she pushes back.

This is all on her.

I press my forehead to hers. Her hand grips my cheek.

“What do you want?” I ask, grazing her shoulder.

“Tease me,” she says, and that’s all she needs to fucking say.

On it.

I roll onto her, forcing her legs to spread with my weight. I slide my dick against her opening, not inside. Not yet.

“Like this?” I ask.

She kisses me as I pretend to fuck her.

Fuck!

This is fucking maddening. I pick up my pace, imagining that I’m fucking her.

But it’s not enough.

I grab my dick and rub her opening. If only I could push just a little. I glance at her face and she’s panting in bliss.

“Baby, you’re so fucking wet. Is this what you want?” I ask, pressing just a little. I don’t enter her, just apply pressure.

Then I start tapping her clit. “What about this, Sage? Huh? You have no fucking idea what I want to do to you right now.”

She starts moaning, so I slip my fingers into her and curl them. Her body arches off the bed.

“Oh, shit, Slater. Holy fuck, that feels so good.”

I lower my mouth. “Imagine my dick, baby. Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this okay?”

“More than okay,” she groans, riding my finger.

Then as painful as this is, I pull out. My balls are starting to fucking hurt. Maybe it’s mental. Maybe it’s because I haven’t come in a couple days, but I can’t fucking torture myself like this anymore.

“Everything okay?” she asks, sitting up.

I lick the two fingers that were inside of her and nod. Fuck, she tastes so good.

She sits up, forcing my face to her. She starts kissing me, and I’m about to lose all control.

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