sister…”
“It’s not really a rule. More like a guideline.”
“Ah, I see.” Silver nodded, barely containing her amusement at his sudden change of heart.
“You really have that pierced?” His focus dropped to below her waist.
“Feel for yourself.” She took his hand—big, warm, rough. Perfect.
She guided his fingers down the front of her sweats. God how she loved the feel of a strong man’s hands against her skin. She’d gone without underwear just for the occasion. His eyes looked slightly unfocused as he watched her motion. The moment his finger hit the metal bar her breath caught in her throat.
He stepped closer to her and fingered the piercing without her guidance now. “Wow.”
When he moved his fingertip below the metal barbell to touch her clit directly, she hissed in a breath. Her eyes drifted closed as her hips pressed forward to increase the pressure. She leaned her head back against the wall, happy for the support as her knees went weak.
When she opened her eyes, it was to find him watching her face. The motion of his hand stilled, just when she was so close. “Please, don’t stop.”
He let out a short, breathless laugh. “Don’t worry.”
He wrapped his free arm around her waist and pressed her into the wall with his body. Good thing, because the sensations shooting through her were enough to take her off her feet.
As he circled her clit harder, faster, her legs started to shake. She couldn’t catch her breath. Garret leaned low, his mouth close to hers. Not close enough for her liking. As her muscles clenched and her body coiled, Silver reached up and pulled Garret’s head closer. “Better kiss me. I’m not quiet when I come.”
“Oh God.” He let out a shaky breath right before his lips crashed against hers.
The orgasm hit her hard. With her hips bucking, she clung to Garret, gasping for breath as he kissed her. His tongue thrust between her lips. He tasted like toothpaste, but she couldn’t think much further beyond that as he continued to work her and her body responded.
She’d been denied too long for this not to be a fast and hard orgasm, not to mention long. Each time he slowed his touch she pressed closer, demanding more. He gave her more, and her body responded until finally he took his finger away. Not very far though. He still flicked at the barbell, causing aftershocks that jerked her hips forward.
“Where we gonna continue this?” His eyes were narrow, his breathing shallow as he left his hand inside her pants. That was a good place for it, in her opinion. He played with the piercing again, sending pleasure shooting through her.
“I don’t care if we stay right here on the staircase, as long as you make me come again.” Once wasn’t going to be enough for her, and he hadn’t gotten any satisfaction for himself yet. She felt the outline of his erection pressing into her thigh. He was ready to burst himself if she was any judge. She’d happily help him out with that. Fair was fair. You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.
“Not enough privacy here.” He shook his head.
“The laundry room on our floor?” She’d always wanted to fuck on a washing machine during the spin cycle. Or maybe on top of the dryer. That might work too.
“Better, but someone could still walk in on us… Let’s go to my truck. It’s parked along the edge of the lot facing the woods.”
“Sounds good. You have your keys?”
“Yup.”
“Good boy. Let’s go.” Silver grinned.
She knew a single taste wouldn’t be enough for him. Thank God for female intuition. He was the perfect candidate for a little back scratching during this trip. Maybe she’d have to take a look at Aaron’s schedule and see if there was another event nearby during the season. She could handle a rendezvous with Garret every few months or so, just to take the edge off.
Garret led her down the two flights of stairs to the lobby, where they both avoided making eye contact with the night
“It’s not really a rule. More like a guideline.”
“Ah, I see.” Silver nodded, barely containing her amusement at his sudden change of heart.
“You really have that pierced?” His focus dropped to below her waist.
“Feel for yourself.” She took his hand—big, warm, rough. Perfect.
She guided his fingers down the front of her sweats. God how she loved the feel of a strong man’s hands against her skin. She’d gone without underwear just for the occasion. His eyes looked slightly unfocused as he watched her motion. The moment his finger hit the metal bar her breath caught in her throat.
He stepped closer to her and fingered the piercing without her guidance now. “Wow.”
When he moved his fingertip below the metal barbell to touch her clit directly, she hissed in a breath. Her eyes drifted closed as her hips pressed forward to increase the pressure. She leaned her head back against the wall, happy for the support as her knees went weak.
When she opened her eyes, it was to find him watching her face. The motion of his hand stilled, just when she was so close. “Please, don’t stop.”
He let out a short, breathless laugh. “Don’t worry.”
He wrapped his free arm around her waist and pressed her into the wall with his body. Good thing, because the sensations shooting through her were enough to take her off her feet.
As he circled her clit harder, faster, her legs started to shake. She couldn’t catch her breath. Garret leaned low, his mouth close to hers. Not close enough for her liking. As her muscles clenched and her body coiled, Silver reached up and pulled Garret’s head closer. “Better kiss me. I’m not quiet when I come.”
“Oh God.” He let out a shaky breath right before his lips crashed against hers.
The orgasm hit her hard. With her hips bucking, she clung to Garret, gasping for breath as he kissed her. His tongue thrust between her lips. He tasted like toothpaste, but she couldn’t think much further beyond that as he continued to work her and her body responded.
She’d been denied too long for this not to be a fast and hard orgasm, not to mention long. Each time he slowed his touch she pressed closer, demanding more. He gave her more, and her body responded until finally he took his finger away. Not very far though. He still flicked at the barbell, causing aftershocks that jerked her hips forward.
“Where we gonna continue this?” His eyes were narrow, his breathing shallow as he left his hand inside her pants. That was a good place for it, in her opinion. He played with the piercing again, sending pleasure shooting through her.
“I don’t care if we stay right here on the staircase, as long as you make me come again.” Once wasn’t going to be enough for her, and he hadn’t gotten any satisfaction for himself yet. She felt the outline of his erection pressing into her thigh. He was ready to burst himself if she was any judge. She’d happily help him out with that. Fair was fair. You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.
“Not enough privacy here.” He shook his head.
“The laundry room on our floor?” She’d always wanted to fuck on a washing machine during the spin cycle. Or maybe on top of the dryer. That might work too.
“Better, but someone could still walk in on us… Let’s go to my truck. It’s parked along the edge of the lot facing the woods.”
“Sounds good. You have your keys?”
“Yup.”
“Good boy. Let’s go.” Silver grinned.
She knew a single taste wouldn’t be enough for him. Thank God for female intuition. He was the perfect candidate for a little back scratching during this trip. Maybe she’d have to take a look at Aaron’s schedule and see if there was another event nearby during the season. She could handle a rendezvous with Garret every few months or so, just to take the edge off.
Garret led her down the two flights of stairs to the lobby, where they both avoided making eye contact with the night
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