Page 69 of Dirty Deadly & Mine
Seeing my cream drizzle over her pink nipples makes me instantly hard again, but I ignore my never ending erection and gently swirl my finger over her nipple, causing it to pebble.
When a faint moan escapes Lily’s parted lips, I repeat the process on the other nipple, using more of my cum, and again, she gives a faint moan as I tease the tight peak.
I fucking grin.
“You like that, huh?” I whisper, knowing she can’t hear me, but fuuuuck, now I wanna do dirty things to her while she sleeps.
I wonder if I can make her come without waking her up.
Is that a thing?
Fuck, I hope it’s a thing.
I could be really pushing the boundaries, yet again, but there’s something inside me that thinks Lily would be on the same page as me. She likes how dirty I am. She liked watching me suck her juice from her knickers the first night. And I know she fucking loves me abusing her mouth.
Why wouldn’t she want to be worshipped while she slept?
Scooping more of my jiz onto two fingers this time, I hover them over her mound, just below the thin trail of copper hair and watch creamy droplets fall onto her clit. The sight is something else, and I scoop up more, doing the same thing, watching the pink flesh of her folds start to glisten in my spunk.
Fuck, I want to paint her entire body in it.
Sitting up properly on the bed, I shift closer to her side so Ican see that pretty pussy of hers, and as I reach forward, pressing a single digit to her clit, I watch her face for any signs of her rousing.
When she doesn’t react, I slowly circle my finger over her clit, rubbing my seed into her flesh. A few circles of her needy little bud creates a stir, another faint moan slipping past her lips as her hips shift and her legs part a tad, giving me more access.
Taking a bigger scoop of my cum, I gently slather it over her parted folds and continue my gentle technique, watching how she stirs again, her head thrashing to the side with a whimper.
“It’s okay, Angel. Just relax,” I say quietly, not knowing if she can hear me or not, and not wanting to wake her.
I consider slipping a digit inside her, but I know she’s sore from the amount of times I fucked her yesterday, and it will likely wake her if I go there. But this, her needy swollen clit, may be all I need access to in order to get her there.
As my seed dries into a sticky mess on her skin, I watch as a clear bead of fluid oozes from her entrance. She’s definitely turned on, so I gently lift the leg closest to me, parting her legs further, and see that her cunt is slick with her arousal.
Oh, fuuuck yes, Lil.
That’s exactly what I need.
Scraping up the final remains of cum off the sheet, I gently press my creamy fingers to her opening as my other hand works on her clit, and I combine our bodily fluids, gently pushing some of mine into her entrance with the pad of my finger.
Lily’s head thrashes again, her hips rolling at the same time, her hands sliding up her body to cup her breasts.
Fucking hell. Even in sleep, she knows what to do to make herself feel good.
For all I know, she’s woken, but her eyes are still closed, and her features have smoothed out as I gather up our juices and rub them over her sensitive bud.
The only thing that moves is her hips, lifting a tad as she chases her climax.
Increasing my pace, I watch how her hips match it, little gasps falling from her, and I know she’s about to come.
The small cry that leaves her lips is part animal and partwhimper, and her hands fist the sheets, her arse lifting off the bed as the intense waves rush through her.
I don’t let up on her clit, circling faster to draw it out longer, and it’s only when Lily’s hand darts out to backhand mine away that I know she’s had enough.
“Asher?” Her voice is soft and full of sleep, but her lids don’t open as she rolls to her side, curling into a ball. I wait for her to speak or open her eyes, but it never comes, and a moment later, her breathing slows and deepens as she falls back into oblivion.
She’s fucking perfect.
CHAPTER 15
