Page 77 of Prey Tell
“So eager,” he mutters. “So wet. I can’t wait to sink my cock deep inside of you, Parker.”
I moan.Such a filthy mouth.If I’d known… all these years…
I push the thoughts away as everything in my vision blurs around the edges. As Chase’s tongue rolls against my swollen nub, flashes of pleasure shoot through me, and his finger massages the perfect spot, using just the right amount of pressure. And then he squeezes my ass with his other hand, right over the area he slapped yesterday, and I keen.
“Holy shit,” I hiss, feeling my core flutter around his finger.
He spreads my legs further before inserting a second finger between my folds.
I can feel something wet sliding down my ass, but I have no idea if it’s me or his spit. His nails dig into my ass again, and I let out a throaty groan, seeing stars.
Everything clouds around me, bringing my focus to him and only him.
I can feel myself breathing heavily, can feel my heart racing in my chest, against my cunt as Chase pulses his fingers in and out.
“Can you hear how wet you are, Parker?” he asks, looking up at me briefly.
I prop myself up on my elbows to look at him, ignoring the pinch of dirt against my skin, and I know my eyes are half-lidded as I take in his wet mouth, his dark eyes. He moves his fingers inside of me, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Your cunt isweepingfor me.”
Fuck.
I feel my core squeeze his fingers as they crook upward on every pull out, as he swipes my clit with every push in. His forearms flex with every movement, and it suddenly occurs to me that this whole thing will give me a fetish for forearms.
His signet ring digs into my inner thigh, and I whimper when I think of how dirty this is—fucking his hand on the floor of the forest, him fully clothed, screaming with pleasure… and waiting for him to take me roughly, no holds barred.
Everything coils tight, ready to explode.
I whine and blubber something unintelligible, squirming under him as he watches me climb right to the edge of my orgasm.
“Don’t come, Juliet.”
I whine as he pulls his fingers out of me. My legs tremble on his shoulders.
I want to scream.Beg.My whole body is shaking, on the cusp of something powerful. I roll my lower lip between my teeth as he gives me a cocky smirk. Like he’swaitingfor me to talk back.
“Yes, sir,” I tell him, trying to keep my voice from quivering.
“My one regret,” he says slowly, lowering my legs and working his belt quickly, “is that I didn’t have my cock inside of you when you came yesterday. Feeling you squeeze me. Knowing I was—am—the first to make you scream.”
My breathing hitches as he unbuttons his jeans. He slides the zipper down slowly. It’storture.I want to see it—I want tofeelhis cock. I’m aching for it.
He shoves the waistband of his boxers down, unsheathing his cock, and fuck. It’s perfect, because of course it is. Long, thick, already hard and seeping with precum…
“You’re drooling, Parker,” he teases, running his hand over it once.
“Chase,” I whisper, feeling desperate.
“Do you really think I’d go through all this trouble andnotfuck you, Juliet?” His words send a shockwave of warmth through me. “No, I’ve been waiting too long for this.”
“How long?”
The words leave my lips before I realize what I’m asking.
He reaches forward, inserting two fingers into my pussy before pulling out and using the wetness as lube on his shaft. His throat bobs, and his mask slips for a second. Instead of the dark predator, I see my friend. His eyes get bluer, and his expression is almost anguished.
“Too long. Too long to control myself, Parker,” he whispers.
I swallow. “I don’t want you to control yourself. Give me everything.”
