Page 11 of Dr. Do-Right
He knew it, too. “Show me what you want, Kitten.” He flipped the vibrator around, offering me the base. Instead, I reached for where he held the toy, fingers sliding against his. The hairs on my arms stood on end. His skin was warm and rough.
I dragged the moment out, slipping the pads of my fingers over his knuckles one by one before plucking the toy from him. He stroked his dick over his pants, eyes looking hot.
“Careful, Ri.”
“What are you going to do?” I arched a brow, sliding the humming plastic between my thighs where I craved it. I circled it around the lace between my legs, hooking my finger in the thong to move it to the side.
“Maybe nothing, tonight.”
We both groaned when I slid the toy inside easily. I twisted my wrist so the crooked tip hit that perfect spot at the front.
“Maybe I’ll wait until tomorrow. When I get my hands on you.” His growl slid like silk around me, the words twisting my insides with anticipation.When I get my hands on you. A reminder that we were mere hours away from dropping all the secrets and the pretense. To justbetogether.
I gasped, working it faster.
“You like the sound of that. But think how much better you’ll feel when it’s my fingers stroking your pretty clit. Me inside you, not a piece of plastic. Look at me, Rija.”
My eyes had drifted closed, imagining the scenario he described. My lashes flickered open at his command.
He looked like a god, sprawled against velvet, propped up on one elbow while he watched me pleasure myself. He stroked lazily at his cock, straining behind the still-closed zipper. Eyes black. Depthless.
“Tell me how I’ll feel, kitten.”
Oh, God. We’d done this so many times, he knew exactly what buttons to push to make me lose it. Forcing me to vocalize my thoughts, fantasies, was the greatest trick up his sleeve. He wasn’t pulling punches tonight.
“Big,” I sucked in a breath. “I’ll be so full…”
“Mm hmm. Where will you want my mouth, Rija? You want my tongue on you? Or teeth?”
I worked my hand faster, but the toy between my legs couldn’t keep up with the desire flooding me. “Both,” I whispered, imagining his lips on my neck. Teeth at my collarbone.
“Greedy.” He sounded like he approved.
“Only for you.”
“That’s right.” His voice was closer. His breath teased across my cheekbones. I’d closed my eyes again. When I blinked them open, he was standing in front of me, inches away. “Just like I’m dying for you. It’s only you, Rija. No one else.”
We’d admitted months ago that neither of us had been seeing anyone else for a while. Say what you would about our fucked-up relationship, at least we were exclusive. Still, the reminder of that fact made me bite my lip. Twist the toy faster.
“Do you know what I would do? If I could touch you right now?”
“Mmph…” I swallowed a moan. He was so close toactuallytouching me, I could hardly think about anything else. My core tightened at having him so near. His smell—salt and limes—made me want to bury my face in his neck.
“Fuck you faster. Harder.” He took a deep breath, like he was breathing me in, too. “You need more to get there, don’t you?”
The image seared across my brain.Hishand on the toy.Hisactions bringing me pleasure. After so many times doing this myself, the concept felt decadent. Necessary. And so close, I could almost taste it.
“Show me,” I whispered, freezing him in place.
“You want me to take care of you tonight, Kitten?”
I shuddered, loving his choice of words. Taking care of me, because he would. He’d stop at nothing to wring every drop of pleasure from my body. My hand slowed as I nodded my head.Yes. Yes, please.
“You’re sure about this? It’s not house rules.”
It was a step we’d never taken before, but so close to the end of this torturous arrangement, I couldn’t help myself. I needed to know how he’d move inside me, even if it was just by proxy for tonight. “I’m sure. We’re telling her tomorrow, Malachi. I need more.” I could barely get the words out, already panting in anticipation ofhimgiving me pleasure.Hismovements making me come.
His hand swept lower, grazing where I worked the vibrator in and out. Every muscle in my body clenched. Fingers brushed again. This time, he cupped his hand around mine, moving it in a harder rhythm.
