Page 37 of Midsummer Masquerade
I close my eyes as his lips pepper soft kisses over my exposed shoulder. When I open them, I find him watching me intently—waiting.
“What do you say, Bow? Will you be mine?”
Taking a deep breath, I nod. “Yes, I’d like that. Very much,”I reply, my voice shaky.
He smiles, pulling me harder against him. “Fuck, I promise you won’t regret it.”
His hands travel down my bare arms, causing my skin to break out in goosebumps.
“Now, please, tell me I can touch you? I think I’ll self-combust if I have to go back out there without at least having a taste or properly putting my hands on you?”
I arch into him and circle my hips.
“Is that a yes?”he asks with a groan.
“It’s a hell yes! Touch me already.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice as he tries to pull up the material of my dress. But it’s no easy feat.
“Palms on the vanity and arse out,”he says, his feet lightly knocking my ankles. “And part your legs.”
I’m about to reply when he disappears from view. I look over my shoulder and find that he has dropped to his knees and is underneath the skirt of my dress.
His hands work their way up my calves and thighs until he reaches my knickers, his fingers dipping below the fabric, dragging them down to my knees.
A gasp escapes me when he palms my arse cheeks, spreading them apart. My legs almost give out when I feel his hot breath, followed by his tongue, teasing and licking the length of me.
I already know this won’t be enough. As much as I love his mouth on me, I need to feel him inside me.
“Tobias.”I groan when he pushes two thick fingers deep inside me, all while he continues to lick and suck. Unable to stop myself, my hips move against him, eager for more, my orgasm embarrassingly close.
He moves his fingers deftly, hitting the perfect spot, causing me to whimper.
“I need your cock.”I moan as he pulls his fingers free.
I peer over my shoulder, watching as he stands, the material of my dress bunched in his hands, and he tugs on the hem.
“Just take it off,”I say impatiently, twisting as I try to reach for the zip.
He gently swats my hand away and lowers the zipper, allowing my dress to slide off me and pool at my feet.
“Fucking hell, Bow,”he says as he takes in my strapless bra, my breasts practically spilling over the top. I wiggle my knickers down my legs and step out of them.
The sound of him lowering his zipper has me peering over my shoulder again in anticipation. I lick my lips as he frees his cock, already beading with pre-cum.
“Now, arse out, Bow. Let me inside you.”
He does not need to tell me twice.
Chapter 19
Tobias
I take myself in my fist, working up and down my length with deliberate, firm strokes. Guiding my tip to her entrance, I clench my jaw. It takes everything in me not to close my eyes as I savour her sweet cunt wrapping around me. Her pussy is such a perfect fit, threatening to make me come like a two-pump chump.
Once I’m buried to the hilt, we both groan in unison.
Wrapping her hair around my fist, I gently tug her head back and whisper in her ear, “How is it possible that every time I’m inside you, it feels like the first time all over again? Each time is even better than the last time.”
