Page 96 of Final Temptation
“Touch my ass. I need more. Use your fingers on me, Myles.” He spun me around so quickly it felt like whiplash.
“Suck my finger, baby. Coat me in your spit so it slides right in.” His middle finger played with my lips until I took my tongue against the tip of his finger. Treating it just like I would his cock.
With one hand gripping his wrist, I guided my mouth fully around his finger. My other hand reached down to grip his obvious erection bulging in his dress pants, my eyes looking deeply into his, the entire time.
His body easily reacted to my touch. With each swipe of my tongue and every tug on his cock, his lips parted more and more until he was groaning loudly, begging for more.
“Jesus Christ, Sophie.” His hand cupped mine, squeezing harder over his erection.
“It’s a shame that I’m the only one without clothes on right now,” I said after popping his finger out of my mouth.
“Don’t be greedy. I’ll get to taking my clothes off in a moment. First, I want to play with you a little.”
“You act like we have all the time in the world.” My fingers toyed with the buttons on his dress shirt, popping open one button at a time, exposing each defined ab, growing wetter at the sight of him.
“It’s a wedding, these things go all night,” he teased.
My hands roamed over each divot on his stomach, the feel of his smooth skin beneath mine feeling like velvet. Lowering my hands, I met his waistband once more, tugging him closer to me.
“I need your fingers, Myles.” I found his damp finger once again, quickly coating it in my saliva and guiding it down toward the part of me that needed him the most.
“Fuck, I love it when you know what you want.” He didn’t waste any more time when he plunged his finger into my pussy. “I’m going to make sure you are soaked so I can lube up that tiny hole of yours.”
Fuck, when he said things like that, it had me questioning whether or not I wanted to wait for him to fuck me there.
I’d already granted him permission to tease me with his fingers, so what was a little more pressure with his dick instead?
His fingers fucked me to the point that I was shaking, my legs feeling like they could give out from standing all together. He slipped his fingers from my heat, spreading my arousal all the way up my crack and around my forbidden hole.
“I’m going to spin you around so I can watch my finger enter your ass. But Soph, I need you to look back at me so I can see your face. I need to see just how much you love it when I touch you there.”
I nodded, so fucking horny and eager for him to touch me anywhere and everywhere.
“So fucking tight.” His body laid against mine, his bulge pressing against my bare ass, as he kissed along my back.
“Yes,” I moaned, taking in every sensation of the pressure.
“You look so good taking my finger like this, baby. Tell me you wish it was my cock.”
“I wish it was your cock, Myles. Fuck, it feels so good.” My hips bucked back once again, chasing more.
I was unraveling. I was greedy and needed all of him.
“Give me your cock, Myles. Please,” I begged.
“You sound like you want me to fuck your ass, Princess. You sure about that?” Truthfully, I just needed his dick inside me; however, he was willing to fuck me.
Myles had a way of making my every action erratic. What I thought I wanted moments ago when we first walked in here, all changed the second he touched me, relaxing me and making it known that I could trust him with anything.
“Fuck it. I don’t want to wait anymore. I need to feel all of you. Everywhere.” I shoved my ass into his groin.
“Look me in the eyes when you say that. Promise me you want this.”
I whipped my head around, looking into his needy eyes with my own. “Fill me up, Myles. Just promise me you’ll take care of me.” I licked my lips in desperation.
“I’m going to add another finger. I need to get your pretty little hole ready for me.” He slipped his finger out, adding two next time he went in.
It was only one more finger, yet I felt so incredibly full.
