Page 50 of Rescued By Midnight

And here’s Cody, telling me to simply do it in front of him?

I’m thinking about it, though. Thinking of how good it would feel. Thinking of how amazing it would be to watch him do the same to himself. I’ve never seen that before.

My mom always said I was too curious for my own good.

“You don’t have to take anything off,” he says, eyeing my skirt. “I’m not shy, but if you are, Wonderland, that’s okay. Can I take my cock out?”

“I—” I don’t even know how to respond. “Yes?”

He chuckles. “Thank god, I’m dying over here.”

He unzips his jeans, reaches into his boxers, and brings his length out.

Holy crap, he’s huge. I stare, unable to look away, as he brings his hand up and down the firm shaft.

“Fuck, that feels nice.” He closes his eyes briefly before opening them and sliding his gaze to me. “Your turn, Wonderland.”

I shouldn’t, should I? This is too bizarre. We’re supposed to be friends. But a pulsing insistence thrums away between my legs. It’s hard to feel shy or embarrassed when my entire body is screaming for relief.

“Go ahead. If you want to. Just pull up your skirt a little, so you can reach that pussy. Touch yourself, baby girl.”

I shouldn’t love it so much when he calls me “baby girl,” but I do. I really do.

Stop thinking about it, and just do it.

I do as he said, lifting my skirt up past my knees and sliding my hand between my thighs.

My underwear is damp, even on the outside, just like I feared.

“Do you feel yourself yet?” Cody continues stroking himself, but his gaze is on the movements my hand is making beneath my skirt.

“Yeah?” I slide my panties to the side, searching for bare, slippery skin. When my fingertip grazes my clit, I gasp. I didn’t expect it to feel so good right now, in front of someone else.

“There you go.” He grins. “This is fun, Wonderland. Keep touching yourself. Tell me how wet you are.”

“I’m…wet,” I say.

“Very wet?”

I close my eyes, embarrassed. “Yeah.”

“I bet Landon’s cock would slide in and out so good. I’d lick your clit, so you’d come on my face and on his dick.”

A lust monster has overtaken me. I’m greedy for more contact, greedy for more of Cody’s naughty language, greedy for more.

“Look at you, so beautiful.” His hand moves up and down, and his flesh looks painfully hard. “Fuck, I could watch you all night. Move your fingers more, baby. Put one inside you.”

I don’t know what has come over me, but it feels so good, I can’t stop. I slide a finger inside, drenching myself in my own juices and trying to hold back a whimper.

“Just like that, goddamn.” Cody groans as his gaze moves from my skirt and back to my face.

I want to hide from him, but the way he looks at me is adding to my arousal. My release isn’t far—I can feel it building into something massive and all-consuming.

“Are you close, baby?” He’s still half watching my lap, half watching my face, like he can’t decide which part of me to stare at. “I’m close. It’s so fucking hot seeing you let loose. Let go for me, Alice.”

“I’m—I’m close.”

“Good, you can come, it’ll be so nice.”