Page 36 of Final Temptation
Completely in control of how good he could make himself feel.
My eyes were glued to his hand, each stroke making me wetter, making me salivate.
If I had to guess, we both got off on torturing each other—both fully committed to making ourselves finish, while our gazes were dead set on hands that were not our own.
The craving to give in to my impulsive desires, to feel him in my hands, in my mouth, was overwhelming, taking an amount of restraint I didn’t even think I was capable of showing.
With one hand still stroking his cock, the other reachedout to the tiled wall. He hovered over me, watching each movement of mine with precision as I pinched my nipples and pleasured myself under water.
“Dial up the intensity on that thing, Soph. I’m seconds away from exploding, and I need you there with me.” Doing as I was told, I skipped over levels two and three, going directly for four.
My heart rate picked up immediately. I plucked at my nipple, relishing in every ounce of pain I inflicted on myself. “Oh my God, it feels so fucking good, Myles.”
I was on the edge.
“I’m almost there, baby; I’m going to come on your tits. Stop me now if you don’t want that.” God, that was incredibly hot. No way in hell was I going to stop him. If anything, it helped me inch closer and closer to the brink.
Watching his hand move over his cock, faster and faster, his body standing above mine was all I needed to finish. “Fuck, Myles. I’m coming,” I moaned as I squeezed my nipple even tighter. My clit was throbbing as my insides tightened. Every part of my body stiffened when I came with my toy still attached to me, eventually becoming all too sensitive.
Releasing the toy, I set it aside and tipped my head back to catch my breath. With my mouth parted, you’d have no idea if I was panting from the orgasm that just crashed through me or if some part of me hoped his release would touch my tongue.
I could tell he was close, right on the edge.
It was his turn now.
His legs shook, only seconds away from shattering. I puffed my chest out from the water, ready to catch his load. With each pass of his hand over his cock, a loud gruntescaped him. “Fuck, I’ve never seen anything so goddamn sexy in my life,” he said through labored grunts.
Now that my hands were free from the vibrator, I could use them both to touch my chest, teasing him until he finished all over me.
I continued giving him a show, relishing how he came apart for me.
“Coming,” he forced out.
Pushing my tits together, he aimed right at them, covering me with himself.
“Fuck.” He dragged the word out.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head briefly but instantly snapped back when he caught me swiping at a drop of his cum with my finger. Scooping it up, I licked it off like frosting from a cupcake.
“Mmm…” I moaned with my mouth closed around the tip of my finger, the salty taste of him melting on my tongue.
“Jesus Christ, Sophie.” He licked his lips, pulling up his boxers and sitting on the edge of the tub, trying his best to catch his breath.
How was it possible that Myles just gave me the best orgasm of my life, and he hadn’t even touched me?
Work wasan absolute shit show today. For the life of me, I couldn’t get my mind right. Even after the crazy, wild, orgasm I had last night, I still slept like garbage and woke up groggy from it—therefore, my day dragged.
“Dude, what’s up with you?” Declan bumped my shoulder. “You’ve been out of it all day.”
“No, I haven’t.” I shrugged him off, taking a bite of my sandwich. Normally, Declan and I didn’t work too closely together. I’d be out on the construction site while he was in the office most of the time. But today, he happened to be on site looking over the project we were working on. Typically, I’d sit in my Jeep and eat alone. I enjoyed having a moment to myself—a moment that was now interrupted by my big brother, who was doing his best to pry into my life.
He'd always been this way. Even though deep down, I knew it came from a place of love, and he only acted this way because he cared. But sometimes, I just didn’t want to talk about it. Today was one of those days.
“Dude, I had to have Eric take over the dozer. You were riding that thing like it was your first day on the job, and someone could have gotten seriously hurt.”
My eyes rolled. “Cool. It’s always nice to hear that your shit mood is a liability,” I grumbledunder my breath.
“I hate to press, man. I just want to make sure you’re good.” Declan pushed one more time.
