Page 77 of With Spite

Why was I bare?

I had no clue.

I’d lost everything else last night, but I’d kept the panties.

Now, the only thing that was covering my body was his hand.

The shirt I’d slipped on of Hux’s was rucked up above my breasts. My breasts were pillowed against his chest, and the scratchy hair there was tickling and teasing my nipples.

My leg was hitched up over his hips, and the only thing that separated my bare pussy from his cock was his underwear.

I’d never wanted a piece of fabric not to exist more in my life.

I shifted, pushing myself against him slightly, and his hand moved, pulling me closer.

As his hand shifted, his fingers did, too. The rough digits traveled south to wrap around my butt cheek. As his fingers came to a standstill, one finger came to a rest at the entrance to my ass, and the other was at the entrance of my pussy.

And I literally creamed myself.

I could feel the liquid seeping from my entrance and wondered what he would think when he woke up and realized where his hands were.

I knew what I wanted him to do—take advantage of me.

My heart was now pounding, and my breathing accelerated.

I closed my eyes and willed myself to calm down.

There were three major triggers for me.

Pollutants—such as smog, perfume, or smoke.

Exertion—such as physical activity or fatigue.

And the last was when I started to panic or allowed myself to get in my head and start to freak out.

I was currently experiencing two out of the three.

Anxiousness and excitement warred in my veins, and I prayed that I would be able to control it.

Hux shifted, a groan emitting from his throat, and one of his fingers slipped inside my pussy.

Not enough for it to be intentional, but enough that he was now physically inside of me.

I squeezed my eyes shut and counted to ten, willing my excitement to calm.

Then his lower body shifted and he was pressing that hard cock against my clit.

Sweet Mary, Mother of God.

I wasn’t made for this.

Literally.

My body literally couldn’t handle all the sensations, yet I wanted nothing more than to experience them all.

With Hux.

I blew out a shaky breath and shifted my backside toward that hard cock that was pressing against me. As I did, his finger slipped out of me, and I nearly cried out in despair.