Page 206 of Playing the Pucking Game
“Fuck. I’m right there. Yes. Yes. Linc. I’m gonna cooooooooome,” she cries as her body shatters into pleasure.
Her grip on the sheets tightens, her mouth forms a perfect O, and her body convulses as she rides the waves of her orgasm.
It. Is. Fucking. Beautiful.
It goes on and on, and I watch every second of it, committing it to memory.
“Oh my god,” she gasps as she comes down from her high, sucking in deep lungfuls of air. “That was?—”
“The hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I say, sitting a little higher and sinking my hand inside my boxers, squeezing my aching length.
My teeth clench as lust shoots up my spine.
Parker stares at me, waiting.
I really need to fucking come. But I’m aware that I’ve possibly already pushed her too far.
Closing my eyes, I take a moment to think rationally.
I shuffle back. “I’m just gonna use the?—”
“Stay,” she instructs, suddenly turning the tables on me. “I want to watch.”
“You…you want to watch me get myself off?”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip again before she nods.
“Do you think you’ll be able to get off again while you watch me?”
Another nod.
Fuck me sideways.
“I’m not gonna last long. I’m probably gonna embarrass myself.”
“I won’t either.”
I smirk. “Already getting revved up again thinking about me jerking off over you, pretty girl?”
Her cheeks get redder.
“I’ve never been able to say no to you.”
With my free hand, I pass her the vibrator I dropped on the mattress before I shove my sweats over my ass, freeing my cock.
Her eyes drop to it immediately as I wipe my thumb across the tip, collecting the precum to use as lube.
“Christ,” I groan as I stroke myself. I’m already embarrassingly close, and it only gets worse when the buzzing of her toy fills the room again.
She presses it against herself and shudders.
“Sensitive?”
“Yeah,” she agrees.
“Show me, babe. Show me how you get yourself off while I’m standing on the other side of the door, listening.”
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