Page 141 of What Started In Deception
He kissed her, sending her panties to join their other clothes on the rug, eager to give her exactly what she wanted.
She eased his shorts and boxer briefs down his legs, holding his gaze as she trailed her fingers up and down his shaft. “Come lie down with me.”
He walked her backward to the bed, falling with her to the mattress, loving the way their bodies felt when they collided. He kissed her neck, then used the pads of his fingers and his tongue to tease her nipples, listening to her sigh with pleasure.
He moved farther down, pressing moist kisses to her stomach before he sat up.
She looked at him with cheeks already rosy and eyes already dark and glazed.
He kissed her knee as she closed her legs, lying with the soles of her feet on the blankets. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation in DC. When you told me that you get yourself off.”
She nodded. “What about it?”
He kissed her other knee. “It’s sexy, Lyd.”
“I remember you saying so.”
“Maybe you could show me.”
Her brow furrowed. “That feels pretty vulnerable.”
He nodded. “I’m sure it does, but you can be vulnerable with me.”
She swallowed.
He held her gaze as he slowly pushed her legs back open. “You don’t have to be shy with me.”
“I feel shy about this.”
He gently slid his palms up and down her inner thighs, finally feeling them relax. “I’m assuming you use your fingers.”
“I have a vibrator.”
He raised his brow, definitely intrigued. “Is it here?”
She shook her head. “I wasn’t sure how much time I would have to myself, but when I’m in a pinch, these guys do the trick.” She held up two fingers.
He reached for them, kissing them before he placed them on her bud. “You rub?”
She nodded as she swallowed again. “In circles. Gently. Nice and soft feels good.”
“Show me, Lyd.”
She hesitated before she began to move her fingers against herself.
He exhaled a long breath, never feeling quite so turned on as he watched his dream woman touch herself. “Does that feel good?”
She nodded.
“You’re gorgeous, Lyd.”
She nodded again as her breathing started to change.
“Can I help you?”
“How?”
He played two fingers against her opening, finding her slippery as he pushed them deep.
