Page 18 of Enemy of Ours 1
I shake my head, trying not to become furious at the thought of any man touching her when she’s right in front of me, spread open like an offering from the gods themselves.
She squirms, her body growing restless from waiting for me to do something, but I make her wait for the filthy mouth she has on her. I do love it, though, when she curses at me. The sassier she gets, the better, because I can smack her ass until she’s compliant and melting on my lap. Plus, I’m distracted by the view in front of me. I trace the visible vein from her thigh to the edge of her pussy, her skin so pale like porcelain. I want to bite her, but I resist the urge. I’d rather her remember every moment of this without alcohol in her system right now, and she wouldn’t be able to blame me for what I have planned for her.
I’m just a man, though, weak for her only. If I taste her goddamn pussy, I’m a goner, and all my plans will go out the window. She’ll hate me more than she already does.
It’s only a matter of time. You can be patient a little longer.
I remind myself and just drink her in as I settle my hands on either side of her pussy, spreading her lips open until I can see her gaping and clenching around nothing.
“So fucking pretty and wet.” I praise, loving the whine that crawls up her throat as she grips the sheets on either side of her hips. “You want me to touch you, pet? Make you feel good?” I ask, my face inches away from the wetness dripping between her thighs, which makes my mouth water.
“I—I, you know I want…” She trembles, biting her lip as her thighs quiver in my hold.
She shakes her head almost as if in denial, but lifts her hips towards my mouth and cries out with a desperate sound as I gently blow on her.But it’s not enough for me; she’s not readyand might end up chalking this up as a dream in the morning. I can’t have that.
“It’s okay, Kitten. I’m here, and you’re going to touch yourself while I watch, and if you beg properly, I might help.” I promise reverently, my voice hoarse as I watch her pussy clench at my words and pulse with more wetness escaping her pretty cunt.
“Wh-what do you mean? You want me to touch myself in front of you?” Her voice comes out high-pitched. I glance up at her as she stares up at the ceiling with her eyelashes fluttering in disbelief, a red blush covering her face.
“Yes, and you’ll love it. Show me how you please yourself.” I wait, watching her face shift through a few different emotions of embarrassment, challenge, and desire.
“Fine. Have it your way. Watch all you want, but you won’t be touching.” She scowls fiercely, her head tipping down to look at me between her legs without really seeing me, but I make sure she knows I’m watching. I squeeze her thighs as her cloudy green eyes make straight-on contact with mine.
“Whatever you say, Kitten, but you’ll be begging in no time for my guidance.” I smirk to myself as she lets out a huff of annoyance and drops her head back on the pillow.
A dark chuckle leaves my lips but cuts off sharply as she gets this stubborn, determined facial expression I recognize so well. She may be blushing, but that doesn’t stop her hand from releasing its grip on the sheets, and her breasts heave under her shirt as she takes a deep inhale. I groan deeply in my throat as her fingertips lightly trail over mine that are still holding her pussy lips open until she’s gliding her fingers harder against her cunt in an up-and-down movement, coating them completely.
“That’s it, Pet. Feel how wet you are for me.” I groan again as she swipes her fingers up and slowly rubs at her clit in a figure eight.
I watch her clit throb under the pressure, her pussy clenching with desperation to be filled and dripping with wetness.
”Oh god, I need… Oh!” She moans as I take her other hand and tangle our fingers together.
”I got you.” I growl, my teeth clenched to not give in to temptation and lick her because she smells fucking divine.
Her scent is distinctly sweet, a blend of honey and musky notes. Instead, I’ll take what I can get without driving myself crazy and ruining everything I’ve built over the last two and a half years.
I circle her pussy opening with our combined index fingers, almost lazily pushing a little in and out, as she bucks her hips to try to thrust our fingers completely inside her.
”If you don’t—“ She starts to threaten me but breaks off with another whimper as I push our fingers into her spread-open pussy.
I grind my teeth at the tight feeling of her pulsing around our digits, knowing that no one has ever been inside her pretty pussy might just break me.
”What was that pet?” I ask roughly, pushing in as deep as I can and circling her walls, searching for that spot that will leave her breathless.
With a curl, my longer fingertip finds that soft, spongy spot inside her, and I pause as she chokes on a gasp. I hold her hips down with my other hand as she tries to get me to move. She finally starts to move her own finger right up against mine, but she can barely reach her G-spot like I can. She bites her lip and blows out a breath towards the ceiling before glancing back down in my direction as if she can see me.
”Romeo, please,” she whispers so quietly, her body flushed and desperate, that I give in to her pleading without a second thought.
It’s just her. Always about her.
”Of course, Kitten. Anything for you.” I practically purr, which has her pulsing hard around our combined fingers. “Fuck, yes. Squeeze our fingers and hold it; I’ll make it good for you.” I smirk as she spreads her legs even wider, flattening her knees against the bedding.
She clenches around our fingers and doesn’t let go, moaning as I drag my hand away and push it back in with her slickness, this time with ease. I feel my heart beat faster at the sound of her wetness filling the quiet bedroom.
”Oh!” she gasps, rocking her hips as I rub her G-spot with the next stroke, doing it again and again after each withdrawal while pumping my finger back inside with hers.
She keeps pace with me, in sync, so I know when I finally do fuck her, it’s going to be powerful and meant to be, like I’ve known all along. I just have to get her on board and realize that she’s mine and I’m hers.
